Kiss and Make up

Lucas and I barely made it past the elevator doors, before he had his hands and mouth all over my body. He pressed me to the steel cold wall, mouth devouring mine mercilessly, and hands working to shed off whatever little clothing I had on.

With his free hand, he reached over, pressing the red button that brought the elevator to a quick stop for the second time this week. "What are you doing?" I managed to ask in breathy pants when he pulled back slightly.

He cupped my cheeks in one palm while the other wrapped around my neck loosely. "Do you know the only thing that has occupied my brain all week?" His voice was hoarse, deep, and dripped with lust and need for me.

I shook my head lightly, even though I had quite an idea what that was saying as I had shared