very sexy way and move just a tad closer. The heat between us is intense, and all I can think about is closing the gap so I can drape my entire body over his. Giving him every last inch of me.
“We do,” I whisper. “Your place or mine?”
I expect him to jump at the invitation. What man wouldn’t? Even if the world hadn’t gone to shit and I wasn’t mostly naked. But he stays as calm as ever. “You know everybody can see them nipple rings through that fabric?”
I almost laugh, but I bite it back. Maybe he has the same idea about drawing it out as I do. Maybe he wants me to grab him and pull him toward the elevator. To take control.
But I don’t want to do that.
“I was going to hit the sauna.” I give him a little smile, then walk toward the back of the room without a backward glance.
The sauna is empty when I open the door, just like I was hoping. I step in, and the air is thick. It makes it difficult to breathe. I lower myself onto the hard bench right across from the door and wait for him. He’d be a fool not to come, and Axl is no fool.
Less than a minute later, he’s standing in the doorway. The steam rises up around him, and a thrill shoots through my body when he shuts the door and walks toward me.
“Never understood saunas,” he says as he takes a seat next to me.
I ignore his comment because I can’t think of a damn thing to say. Axl sits so close to me. The heat between us has nothing to do with the steamy room. All I want is to touch him. To think of a legitimate reason to have my hands on his body. He’s still wearing his shirt, which gives me the excuse I’m looking for.
I get to my feet and stand in front of him. “Getting rid of this will help,” I say, grabbing the hem of his shirt.
I pull it over his head and his eyes follow my every move. When I toss it aside, he’s just as calm and relaxed as always. Sitting there in the steamy room, staring up at me with what can only be described as a steamy expression on his face. I take the initiative and step forward, standing above him with one leg on either side of him. Straddling him.
The corner of his mouth pulls up ever so slightly. Desire and lust surge through me, and I can’t hold back any longer. I grab his face between my hands and press my lips to his. Gently at first, waiting to see how he’s going to respond. Then his hands move up my thighs, sliding over my ass to my hips, and I lose control. The kiss deepens, and he pulls me onto his lap. He forces his tongue into my mouth in a powerful, sexy way. A surge of desire shoots through me, swirling around in my stomach for a few seconds before moving lower. I pull him closer and press my body against his. His hardness rubs against me, and desire ignites in my veins. I moan against his lips. He makes a sound that’s somewhere between a groan and a growl, and kisses his way down my neck. To my chest. His hands are still on my ass, and he pulls me closer. He grips the small triangle of fabric with his teeth and yanks it aside, taking my nipple in his mouth. I cry out when his tongue flicks against my nipple ring. I rake my fingers down his back just as the door to the sauna opens.
4
“FUCK,” ANGUS GROWLS. “We got a room, you know.”
Axl pulls away from my breast and replaces the swimsuit so fast that if it wasn’t for the wetness between my legs and the pounding of my heart, I might think I imagined the whole thing. He climbs to his feet, taking me with him, and absentmindedly rearranges himself as he faces his brother.
“You need somthin’?” His tone is rough. I’ve never heard him speak to Angus like that before, but I guess I can’t fault him for that.
“We got a problem,” Angus says, jerking his head toward the door.
Axl sighs but walks to the door anyway. He grabs my hand almost as an afterthought. I’m hot and so horny that there’s a part of me that doesn’t give a shit if everything on the surface has suddenly been blown to a