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seduction.
Chapter Four
Lily looked at her reflection in the elevator and found she had trouble breathing correctly. This man,
Andrew, her highwayman, seemed familiar somehow. She couldn t pin it down a part of her didn t
even want to pin down how she seemed to know him. She felt caught up in the fantasy, lost in the colors
and dazzle of the carnival atmosphere.
Thankfully, they were alone in the elevator and, as she watched the reflection of Andrew s hand caress
down her shoulder and around to her partially exposed breast, she felt her heart beat faster. She could
feel his breath, warm across her ear, as he inhaled the mingled scent of her shampoo and perfume. He
seemed to breathe it deeply inside him as his hand flicked over where her erect nipple stood just under
her thin layer of silk.
He caressed the hard point, once, then twice. Lily leaned back into his body, warm and solid behind her.
She reached back, her eyes closed to the bliss his hand created, and pulled his ass closer, so they ground
together. Her hand squeezed, testing the strength of his ass cheek, strong and solid like the rest of him.
He groaned into her ear, a hoarse, almost desperate sound.
 Andrew, she panted, needing more of him,  I hope you plan to do more than just feel the silk of my
dress.
As if her taunting him gave him permission, he groaned again, blindly reached out across the small
elevator and pressed the red  stop button. The elevator jerked to a stop and, obviously knowing they
only had a few minutes at best, dipped his hand beneath the bodice of her dress to touch the creamy
swell of her breast.
While not overly large, her breasts were a handful and Andrew didn t seem to have any complaints
about them. Lily arched up, never having even considered something as naughty as making out in a
stopped elevator before. It had a ring of wicked to it, knowing sooner or later security would ring them
and ask if everything was okay.
When he flicked her nipple, making her gasp with the sensation, she lost her train of thought. Arching
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into his hand, Lily felt the dampness between her legs and she ground back onto his erection, straining the
black pants he wore. The seconds ticked by and Lily could feel herself heating up more.
Just as Lily turned into him, deciding to raise the stakes of the game by touching some ofhis hot spots,
Andrew reached out once more and pressed the stop button, letting the elevator continue its rise to their
floor.
In a few seconds the elevator dinged and the doors slowly opened.
Blinking, feeling as if she were waking from a dream, Lily smiled as Andrew hastily removed his hand
and smoothed down the front of her dress. Looking left and right, he took her hand again and led her
away from the elevator.
The muted sound of music came from a few of the rooms but, by and large, the corridor was silent. Lily
listened carefully, only hearing the odd muted sound, almost completely suppressed. If she hadn t been
listening so carefully she would have missed it altogether.Lovely to know most sounds are dulled in
these rooms. They re obviously well insulated, she thought.
Standing outside room 403, Andrew dug into his pocket and produced a key card. Opening the door,
he stood back and waved her in. Lily could see a chink of light where Andrew had obviously left one of
the lamps on to have some light in the room.
 After my lady, he grinned.
Tilting her chin, Lily regally swept into the room. Continuing over to the window, she looked down upon
the still avidly partying streets of New Orleans, and dimly registered the thud of the door shutting behind
them.
She heard Andrew cross the room after her. There was a slight clink as he dropped keys and the
keycard onto the side table. Lily heard his footsteps cross the carpet and then he pressed himself against
her, much as they had been in the elevator.
He reached inside her bodice once more, taking the same breast in his hand, and toyed with the nipple
again.
 Would you like a drink of something? he huskily murmured in her ear, absently caressing her breast
and nipple.
Lily saw their reflection in the window, not as clearly as the mirror in the elevator, but still there against
the black of the night and the small amount of light given off by the lamp. The erotic possibilities for the
night ahead danced in her head, a feast before the starving.
She swallowed, arching into his touch as the sensations overwhelmed her. The night held endless
possibilities.
Chapter Five
Andrew tried to swallow a moan, to clear his throat, anything to clear his head as passion overtook him.
Lily s breasts were perfect. An easy handful, firm and round with delicious nipples one could suck
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forever. He felt his mouth water at the thought of playing with these beauties for a whole week.
Over the last few months, dreaming and fantasizing abouthow he would get Lily into his bed, not in his
wildest fantasies had he pictured a hotel room in the middle of the Mardi Gras and a large window
looking out into the world.
He smiled, amused at the twists of Fate.
Bending over her, nibbling her shoulder as he began to unbutton her blue silk dress, he decided to tease
her, as she had unwittingly teased and tempted him for so many weeks back at work.
 No drink&  she panted as he eased the silk from her shoulders.
He paused for a moment, remembering he had offered her a drink in the attempt to forget his aching
cock.
He smiled against her soft skin, letting his curved lips show her without words his amusement. He
continued removing the delicate silk of her dress. When he eased the bodice down her chest, it sat,
pooled at her waist, and he returned his hands to cup her breasts, as they had itched to do forever.
 Place your hands upon the glass, Lily.
Hands cupping her breasts, watching over her shoulder, he blindly looked out the window. Watching
their reflection, he tried to memorize the details. His much larger body standing behind Lily s half-naked
perfection. High up as they were, as well as still masked, he felt it highly unlikely anyone would recognize
them, let alone be able to watch them.
He felt a thrill when Lily obeyed his command. He smiled. While never having entertained dominant
fantasies, he certainly wouldn t mind being master of Lily every now and then. Maybe he could test the
waters.
 You ever have submissive fantasies, Lily?
Lily swallowed and for a split second her mind flashed back to the fantasy she had seen when she first
put the mask on. A highwayman holding her hands above her head and taking her, the feeling of his body
pressing into hers, the tender yet rough way he thrust inside her. She had been more than willing but he
took her nevertheless.
While she wouldn t consider it a  submissive fantasy as such, the new thought of being taken by this
man, of having his much larger body over and under her, had definite appeal. Even so, the desire was
new enough she didn t feel comfortable admitting to it just yet.
She looked into the window to stare at Andrew s reflection.
 Not really, Lily answered his curious question. He had watched her as she had stared into the
distance, a slight flush creeping over her flesh. He had a feeling her mind had been cast back to something
he had said and, from the dilation in her pupils and the quickening in her breathing, it had been something
erotically stimulating she had been thinking of.
Before he could probe deeper into the issue, she had continued.  I m not into pain or anything but a [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]