said in a public area anyway.
As soon as he let the door slam behind them, Daniel pulled her back into his arms and continued where he’d left off in the elevator. Those luscious lips needed more attention, and he was all too willing to give it to them. He put his thoughts about the fact that she was an escort aside. Right now, he didn’t care. She was a woman, who excited him more than any woman had ever excited him, and he was only just kissing her.
He hadn’t even touched her naked skin yet. He hadn’t even kissed her breasts yet. And already he was as hard as an iron rod and yearning for release. If a woman could do that to him, he didn’t care whether she was an escort or not. To hell with conventions.
Daniel took her wrists, fully encircling them with his hands and pulled them up to each side of her head, pressing them against the wall behind her. This woman brought out his most primal instincts. Her body pressed flush against the wall behind her, she looked vulnerable, yet her eyes were hungry, filled with desire.
Daniel ground his hips against her, making her aware of his need. Her response was a stifled moan as if she didn’t want to admit she could feel him pressed against her through the thin fabric of her dress.
Instead, her head moved toward him, begging for another kiss. And he complied. How could he not? Holly was full of fire, and he had nothing to douse the fire with, only his own fuel to stoke the flames even more. Besides, he wasn’t a fireman; he had no duty to put out a fire, and he sure wasn’t going to put hers out, at least not until he had brought it to its roaring crescendo. And then some.
But he had to slow down before the entire room would combust and they’d start a fire which rivaled the one that had razed San Francisco in 1906.
Daniel tumbled to the couch with her and lowered himself, pulling her with him to rest on top of him as he stretched out, his lips never leaving hers. He could get drunk on her taste. Seriously drunk. Her kiss was pure sin. He pulled away for a second.
“Do you kiss every man like this? No. Don’t answer that.” No, he didn’t want to think of the fact that this was what she did for a living, kiss strangers and have sex with them. No wonder she was so good. She had plenty of practice.
He sighed deeply.
“Is this ok?” Holly suddenly asked as he released her lips for a brief moment.
“Okay? I don’t think I can ever go back to kissing an amateur after this.”
“Amateur?”
“As opposed to a professional like you. Has nobody ever told you that your kisses can make a man commit every sin in the book?” He chuckled softly.
“And that’s a good thing?” She sounded unsure, her green eyes searching his for an answer.
“Oh, yeah. That’s a good thing.”
Her lips curled into a smile, and he couldn’t help but kiss it away and crush her lips with his mouth. His kiss became more demanding as he plundered her mouth greedily. His hand slid to the soft curves of her lower back, and he squeezed the swell of her ass, pressing her harder against his full-blown erection.
***
Through the thin fabric of her dress, Sabrina felt the outline of his body clearly, including his massive erection. She was amazed at how a man as gorgeous as he was could get turned on by her so quickly. She’d never considered herself a vixen. She knew she was pretty and had a decent figure, but she certainly wasn’t a stunner like Holly.
But this man made her feel like she was the most desirable woman in the world. Wasn’t it supposed to be the other way around? As an escort, wasn’t she supposed to do the seducing? Instead, it felt like he was trying to seduce her. Maybe she should have gotten more detailed instructions from Holly. She could really screw this up.
And this was one thing she didn’t want to screw up, not just for Holly’s sake, but also for her own. Feeling Daniel’s arms around her and his lips on her was the best thing that had happened to her