“His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip. “Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in
one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the
wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and
yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only
just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening.
He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have
never been kissed like this.”