To Have and To Hold

Chapter 34

"What are you doing, crazy man?" Lisa laughed heartily when she noticed his exasperated face.

"Me? Are you kidding?" Michael took two large steps toward her, forcing her against the back wall of the cabin.

"What? What'cha gonna do, Mike?" Those abyss-like eyes tempted him from below her lashes.

His arms came around her and his hands found the round temptation of her ass, squeezing her, making her yelp as he brought her against him roughly.

"I wanna check out what you got under that skirt. I wouldn't want you to fall or something and be caught sans coverage. Bad press, you know..." His voice was hot and deep, his mouth so close to her sweet lips, he could taste her minty breath.

"You're so kind...and so amazingly considerate...little pervert." Lisa wiggled against him, driving him crazy.

"Me? I'm not the one running around naked. Or announcing that I'm naked. I wasn't thinking about kindness, Princess, more along the lines of punishing that sweet ass if you really don't have panties on."

"Oh, promises, promises!" Those eyes yelled at him to take what he wanted- and who was he to hold back?

Michael cut off any further words as his lips greedily tasted the glistening lips and his tongue immediately swept in, surrounding hers, stroking, dancing, teasing, seducing. Lisa moaned and pulled him closer by the lapel of his jacket. Michael ran his fingers down the fabric of her skirt and then, after he arrived at her thighs, he started to gather the fabric, raising her skirt ever so slowly.

"Michael, you gonna mess my skirt up- stop it," Lisa fake protested with that low laughter getting his blood boiling, when she finally pulled away from his kiss, panting.

Oh, he was gonna mess her up alright. And if she was worried about wrinkles, she shouldn't have unleashed the beast within.

Before he could continue his inspection, the elevator stopped at the floor of his choice. Good thing he happened to know the conference room floor was empty that day and he was familiar with the layout, having had meeting with his people there the day before Lisa arrived.

Now, he just had to hope and pray that cleaning personnel wasn't busy cleaning empty rooms.

Kissing her quickly one more time, Michael pulled Lisa along as she giggled and protested he would make her fall. Oh please! Lisa could run a marathon in those heels. She was in no danger whatsoever- other than being ravished by his crazy appetite.

"Michael- we're gonna be late." She laughed.

Ignoring her, his only reaction was to look left and right to orient himself before he darted down another hall to one of the office spaces he remembered. She shouldn't have teased him about her wardrobe if she had been oh so worried about them being late. Plus, like he told Carlos- the show wasn't going to start without him.

"Michael, what the heck are we doing up here, slow down, maniac!" Lisa was laughing so hard, her voice broke into cute little hiccups.

Trying the door knob, he smiled to himself when it gave under his touch. He pulled Lisa into the office and shut the door behind her, whirling her back around so her back came against the door as he immediately attacked her neck. God, how he loved that pearl choker on her. Kissing up a path to her ear, sucking and biting on her earlobe, he reached up and started to caress the pears on her, before moving back to her lips, still playing with the pearls. Lisa's little moans and sighs didn't' to anything to remind him of waiting staff, a show to get to, or any other real life concerns.