I knew I should keep going as if I hadn't heard him.
I knew it was just going to hurt so much worse if I gave him any more of myself, even a minute more of my life.
But how could I possibly resist? I'd never been able to when it came to Gideon.
I stepped aside so that my co- workers could exit.
Will frowned when I didn't follow, confused, but Megumi tugged him out.
The doors closed.
I moved into the corner, my heart pounding.
Gideon waited on the opposite side, radiating expectation and demand.
As we climbed to the top floor, my body responded to his near- tangible need.
My br**sts swelled and became heavy; my sex grew slick and swollen.
I was greedy for him.
Needful.
My breathing quickened.
He hadn't even touched me and I was nearly panting with desire.
The elevator glided to a stop.
Gideon pulled the key out of his pocket and plugged it into the panel, suspending the car.
Then he came to me.There were only inches between us.
I kept my head bowed and stared at his gleaming oxfords.
I heard his breathing, deep and quick like mine.
I smelled the subtly masculine scent of his skin, and my pulse leaped.
"Turn around, Eva."
A shiver moved through me at the familiar and beloved authoritative tone.
Closing my eyes, I turned, then gasped as he immediately pressed against my back, flattening me to the wall of the car.
His fingers linked with mine, holding my hands up by my shoulders.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed, nuzzling into my hair.
"It hurts to look at you."
"Gideon.
What are you doing?" I felt his hunger pouring off him, enveloping me.
His powerful frame was hard and hot, and vibrating with tension.
He was aroused, his thick c*ck a firm pressure I couldn't stop myself from grinding into.