Prosalie's POV

My heart kicks in my rib cage, making me gasp a little.

He looks at me with those smoky eyes—the way he always does. He shoves his hands inside his pockets, as if to stop himself from reaching out to me.

I step closer to him to be able to press the arrow down button. We then wait for a few more moments.

My heart is still beating fast against my ribs. But I try to breathe as normally and as possibly as I can. I gasp slightly when the elevator door opens up. I turn to look at him but he waits for me to step in first. He must be a gentleman then, so I step in first. When I did, he then follows me inside.

The elevator suddenly becomes smaller. I just realize now that he’s very tall and very well-built. Even with my high-heeled shoes I’m wearing, my height barely reaches to his chin. In a closer look, he has a slightly divided chin and his mouth looks more sensual than ever. His slightly squared jaw looks strong that makes him attractive as well.

Our eyes suddenly lock together. I don’t have any idea for how long because I couldn’t look away. I step back until I feel the wall behind me in the corner of the elevator, and he advances a few small steps closer to me. I can very well feel the sexual tension between us building up the second we run into each other, even more so now in this close proximity.

“If you can’t decide to go to the ground floor now, then I’ll take you up to the rooftop,” he states. He turns to press the top floor button then.

The top floor? That means… it’s isolated and no one comes up there, especially at this hour.

I can only swallow as my throat goes dry. His one hand goes out of his pocket to lean against the wall, trapping me. His eyes slowly drop to my lips and I see it coming.

His kiss.

I close my sherry brown eyes, and his firm lips capture mine. They’re hot and wet and tastes like mint and something else. Something unique. He slants his head to have better access on my lips, and I open my own to respond. He groans, clearly with want. His hard body is now pressed against my soft body, as he grinds his hips against mine.

Oh, God! I can feel the hard bulk of his arousal that is restrained by his clothing. My center feels suddenly damp as a reaction to this realization. Is this another of my daydream? I keep asking myself.

However, I hear the elevator ding. We are now at the rooftop. I just remember that it is ongoing renovation. I see some of the construction equipment lying around carelessly as I step out of the elevator after my boss.

What am I doing here with him?

From there, the view is so amazing. The different colors of city lights are so beautiful like they’re gems scattered before us, and the stars are quite visible here as well. The breeze is cool, giving comfort to my heated skin.

Antwan holds my hand and takes me into a corner, by the safety rail. Again, he traps me with his body and begins to resume the kiss we started in the elevator. I can only moan for his delicious kiss that’s driving me crazy, sending my hormones to gaga mode.

“Do you know how many times I want to kiss you since I saw you on my first day at BM Consulting?” he growls, as he kisses the side of my neck.

“A… a few times?” I dare answer.

He chuckles. “Countless times!” he corrects me.

I can’t help but smile at this confession. “That makes the two of us,” I say before I could stop myself.

He stops kissing me to peer into my eyes but his one hand travels to the small of my back and the other toward my flat stomach. It stops at the V area just below my abdomen. He unzips my slacks and his fingers slide down inside my lingerie.

I gasp because of it—my eyes go round.

He moves his fingers to touch the waiting bud there. “I have imagined countless of times on how to make you mine, Prosalie. But I’m taking my sweet time. And right now, I want to show you just what I can do to you,” he says hoarsely, keeping the circular motion of his fingers.

He steps back, and I watch him with hazy eyes. My ladybits are already getting damper after that short touch.

He comes back with an extension wire and smiles at me like a predator that he seems to be. He covers my mouth with his hanky that smells like him, as he ties me up to the safety rail. Not long afterward, he unbuttons my blouse and pulls my slacks off me, taking his time in the world. Our heated gaze holds each other as the cloth caresses my soft skin.

He undoes my bra’s front clasp, and my breasts spill free before his eyes. He does not waste any time and lowers his head to lick the nipples each. I throw back my head at the delicious sensation, which makes me wild.

Darn it! It feels so good! It’s way better than what I could have just imagined.

He suckles each of my taut nipples while his one hand kneads my round buttocks and the other caresses my pussy.

I moan with great pleasure.

“I can make you have orgasms within minutes without fucking you, Prosalie. I can do that to you with only my fingers and tongue. Just tell me you want it,” he states, looking at me with hazy desire-filled eyes.

Oh, God! Is he serious?

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