Ch. 17

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We just got to my building. I'm honestly exhausted and cannot wait to get out of these shoes. Never again will I wear 5 inch heels nor will I let Jake pick them out. They're so uncomfortable.

"Good morning, Miss Payne." Theo, my night doorman, greets us.

"Morning, Theo." I smile as we walk passed him.

"That's your last name?" Steve asks.

"Yup. Changed it when I moved here."

"Mm I like Romano better." We step into the elevator and im shoved against the back wall.

"Did I tell you how sexy you look tonight?" His blue eyes stare down at me, making my heart race. He bends down, his lips ghosting over my neck.

"Mm nope. I don't think you did." I admit.

"I'm a terrible boyfriend." I laugh and feel him smile.

"Mm you're not so bad." His lips attach to my neck and I let out a moan.

"I've been dying to see what's under this dress since I first saw you." He admits.

"Imagine white lace and a thong that doesn't cover my ass." He moans and brings his lips to mine, kissing me hungrily. Unfortunately, we don't get far because the elevator dings. I push him back and watch as he stumbles out of the elevator.

"You are not ruining this masterpiece. Go sit on the couch, I'll be back in a minute." I tell him.

"Fine... but I'll be ruining a lot more tonight." He smacks my butt as I walk off, making me squeal.

"Go!" I giggle as he raises his hands in defense.

"Yes mam." I roll my eyes and walk into my bedroom, quickly changing out of my dress and hanging it up in my closet. Should I put shirt on? Ooh I wonder if he left one of his here... I dig through my clothes and find a dark grey one. This will do. I slip it on then go in the bathroom and remove my makeup. Red lipstick stains and it is not fun to remove after a night of fun. I learned that the hard way.

I make my way back out to the living room, finding him sitting in the middle of the couch, one arm stretched across the back. As I walk around to him, I see he's playing on his phone. His tie is off and his shirt is half way unbuttoned. Instead of saying anything, I take his phone and throw it on the chair next to us then climb on his lap slowly.

"Fuck... is that my shirt?" His hands find their way on my waist.

"Maybe..." I start slowly kissing his neck and his grip tightens. My hands rake down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as I do.

"Take this off." I demand and he quickly slips it off, throwing it somewhere. His hands land on my thighs, slipping up under the shirt I'm wearing and finding their home on my butt.

"Shit, you weren't lying." He squeezes my skin, making me moan as my lips travel across his collar bone. My tongue darts out to lick the ink, earning a moan from him. I sit on his lap and immediately feel his bulge so I slowly start moving my hips as my lips continue going down his chest.

"Lay down." I say and he quickly lies on his back, pulling me on top of him. I fiddle with his belt and pull his pants down. He fully kicks them off.

"Shit Bella." He groans as I run my tongue along his tattoos. He's already breathing heavily and I am loving the affect I have on him. I slowly palm his bulge, earning a deep, delicious moan from his lips.

"Baby..." He whispers as I keep going south, taking my sweet time.

"I'm going to come just from this... baby please." He begs.

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