arm, forcing me closer to his chest. “I want to spend more time with you.”
More? The music rolled in my belly, coaxing me to give in. “We spent the last two days trapped on a bus together. There's not much time that we missed.”
“It wasn't enough.” Drezden's hands dug into me. It was a beautiful pain, begging me to crush myself against him. “I need more, and I'll find any way to get it. Even if that means not sleeping... or not breathing. I want to devote every second I have to you, Lola."
Fear warned me not to get closer; if we touched our bodies, we'd both burn up. But would it be the worst way to go? I looked for my tongue, tried to make it wet my dry mouth. Nothing was in my control anymore. All my pieces wanted to obey the ache Drezden was creating between my thighs. “Suffocating over me sounds ridiculous.” When did my hips start rocking to the beat? “Normal people just cut out activities they can afford to stop.”
He made a path up to my shoulders, tracing the outside edge of my sleeves. “Advise me.”
Boldly, I reached for his ass. His nostrils flared wide. The spike of pleasure I got from surprising him was... thrilling. Especially when I squeezed his back pocket; the empty pack of cigarettes crinkled under my grip.
“This,” I said softly. We were close enough that the music didn't blur me out. “How about you try smoking less? Earlier today, all the time you wasted when you stormed off to—”
Drezden's expression darkened. “I know.” His palm closed over my fingers, trapping my hand against his lower back. “It's just something I do when I'm stressed.”
“Why not just quit?”
His thumb squeezed, I worried he'd leave his fingerprints on my flesh. “Withdrawal is soul sucking.” In his pause, there was something unsaid. Watching me with a dangerously vivid hunger, he bent down. His whisper clenched around my lungs. “When did you become my drug?”
There were so many words I wanted to say.
Too bad he'd stolen them all.
I keep trying to tell him no. My mouth says one thing, while the rest of me gets hot and wet. My brother had told me to get closer to Drezden. There was no way he meant I should get this close to him.
Together we started to weave. I didn't struggle; when he released my hand, I kept it on his ass. There was a pulsing in me, in us. It went beyond the rapid music.
We didn't dance like strangers. I expected more mistakes, more fumbles. Drezden held my spine, coaxing me to roll my hips. Before, I'd been lacking air. Now, I was a balloon, waiting for Drezden to pop me.
How could my fragile existence stand up to his sharp appetite?
Taking my waist, he brushed his pelvis—himself—against me. The stiff resistance of his hard-on brought a whimper from my lips. My knees melted like ice cream on the summer pavement. I felt the dampness of my pussy ruining my panties and worried my jeans would be next.
I leaned my weight on him, rubbing over every single fucking muscle he had... and he had a lot of them. What remained of my resistance was flying away. I was up against an enemy I'd never faced. Here I was, falling apart at the hands of a man I'd glorified over the years as I listened to his music late into the night. He was dancing with me, he wanted me.
I couldn't recall why I'd been rejecting him.
His lips came for mine. I beat him there, linking my arms around his thick neck to keep him in place. I tasted the sweetness of rum, but his flavor was stronger in the end. It left hooks in my brain, implanting a gluttony for him.
Nothing would ever be the same between us.
When had I stopped caring?
****
The elevator dinged.
Drezden pressed me on the mirror, holding my chin so he could take his time with my throat. I didn't remember getting into the hotel, there was just a vague fog made from purple lights, crisp air and the crunching of tires. A part of me knew we'd climbed into a taxi, ignoring the personal car. The rest was all teeth and seeking tongues.
He kissed better than anyone could have—should have—been able to. The last time we'd been in this elevator had been this morning. Then, when he'd shoved me on the wall and tried to convince me to give him a chance...