Illicit

Chapter Forty- Beast of a Burden

Exiting the limousine, Logan fixed his clothing before following Naomi towards the elevator. Having remembered the room number from her shaky visit prior to their reconnect, she hit the floor it was located on before he pushed her up against the wall just before the doors closed. The motion shook her with chills as he lifted her onto the side wall as she placed her hands on the metal bar that laid horizontally around the elevator.

"I cannot imagine a day that I cannot kiss you..." He said as she moved her fingers to his belt. Expecting on a quick reunion, he was surprised when she knocked him backwards, towards the opposite side of the elevator. When her feet touched the ground, the elevator door opened before she ran ahead, waiting at the door, taking her dress and sliding it up the side of her leg, teasing him.

"Don't think I won't take you in the center of this hall." He said as she bit her bottom lip. Sliding the key into the lock, the door came open and he pulled her inside. Whipping her around, her back touched the back of the door, closing it as he locked it, hovering over her; his hot breath hitting her lips just perfect to send chills down her spine. "I could keep you locked in here forever." He teased before grazing his lips against hers. "to think of all the times you teased me with supply closet or prop room makeouts...the times we wrinkled my sheets together...and now you are the one in danger of losing a job for sleeping with someone you shouldn't..."

She placed her finger over his mouth. "No talking about the problems that lie outside of that door in the morning..."

"And who said you could go making rules?"

"Since I have the ammo..." She took out a box of condoms from her purse and placed it against his chest. He jumped slightly before turning and seeing her unbutton her coat. He quickly tossed the box onto the bed before then moving his hands to her front and removing the jacket, finding her dress to be the only thing between him and claiming her once more. The dress had a single zipper on the back that tempted him as his lips connected to her stomach; pulling her back against his chest. A small gasp left her lips as he smirked, pulling her dress up. Her head leaned back as his fingers slid on the inside of her thigh.

"You wanted us to be in high school again?"

"What?"

"At the bar...that's what you said..."

She nodded.

"Does that mean...you want to be my student again?"

"I don't think I ever stopped thinking that way..."

Suddenly he turned her towards him. "Then say it..."

"Say what?"

"Call me what you did in high school..."

"When or when I wasn't straddling you on your bed making you forget my age?" He threw her onto the bed, tearing off the dress and wasting no time as he tore a condom from the box beside him and threw himself into her. Holding her arms  at her sides as her head hung off the bed, she let out a moan before she tightened her legs around his waist, connecting her heels behind his back. He placed his loose grip on her neck, as he pulled her below him before she gained control and held herself in place, moving in the motions of great strategic pleasure. His soft moans became something dangerous as she found it impossible not to scratch at him from the feelings he caused her. He gripped her wrists before throwing her down.

"I am going to tame you of that..."

"Do you want me to stop?" They conversed out of breath.

"Of course not." He said with a devilish grin before pulling her up and wrapping his arm around her back, pulling her into him as close as possible before being joined by their inhibitions now released-to full extent. He lingered on top of her before kissing her neck and chest and moving lower before she stopped him.

"Can't take the pleasure?"

She shook her head. "I need water." She whined as he moved from the bed, stark naked and fetched some from the mini fridge and brought it back. Throwing it at her, he sat on the edge of the bed as she crawled behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked with his head half turned back towards her.

"If you must..." She said with a dramatic sigh.

"What if I didn't want this for just tonight?"

"I thought-"

"I know I said I would be fine being just a lover to you and that still stands...but in all seriousness, I can't go a single day without seeing you. And I don't want you to give up on your dream and I don't want you to resent me for asking you to choose..."

"So what exactly are you asking me?"

"What if we started over? Some new state? We could be together without caring about anybody else or our possible careers in peril..."

"But we've worked so hard-"

"And always end up back in bed together..."

She moved from the sheets before collecting her clothes. He saw the annoyed expression upon her face and pulled her into him, as she looked away.

"Naomi, I could deal with not being physically connected to you while walking down the street, but being excluded from your life...that would be worse than torture...the worst form of torture...please Naomi...I need to ask you to choose a life with me."

A tear moved down her cheek as she continued to get dressed. "What would we do? After a few weeks, we would get into a large argument and fight so bad and break up. We both would have given up everything for nothing!"

"Nothing? And what if it does work out? We end up growing old together while using rocking chairs while watching our grand kids play with whatever high tech device is hot and trending then..."

She remained quiet as he snatched his boxers and followed her out into the hall.

"Just talk to me."

"I wanted tonight to be one last hurrah for us. One last memory."

"Why won't you just trust me?"

"Because I can't risk it!"

Silence filled the air as she turned and the elevator doors came to a close. And once again, they parted ways.