Having met earlier in the coffee shop across the road, Haithem and Angelina now share an elevator. After more sparks flew Haithem pressed the Emergency Stop button.
I swallowed hard. His hand was on my arm, and its warmth seeped against my skin. My mouth fell into a silent 'Oh'. The atmosphere was charged but I was not sure if it was with danger or something slightly sweeter. His dark eyes roamed my face, my mouth, my lips, like I was a masterpiece he was drinking in. I said nothing, only held his gaze, not able, or not wanting to pull away. No one had ever looked at me that way before.
His lips met mine firmly, spreading my full lips open. My limbs loosened, and my hands slid to his solid chest. His kiss was consuming. The throb in my chest pounded furiously, almost painfully against my ribs. He kissed me like a man taking possession. He moved his mouth against mine, sliding his tongue between my lips.
A deep urgent need exploded through my veins and I pressed my chest against his, kissing him back. His body was hard where mine was soft, making me feel as though I was melting over him, losing my bones. His hands slid down my shoulders and his arms surrounded me, pressing me closer to him. A hungry hand glided over my backside, running down my leg and back up my thigh to venture underneath my skirt. Shivers ran deep inside my core. Another hand slid into my hair, deepening our kiss. Swirls of sensation enveloped my senses. Strong fingers griped my bottom, snapping me out of my passionate stupor.
What am I doing?
My limbs stiffened, and my lips fell still. The hand in my hair loosened and he leaned back to search my face questioningly. His lips appeared softer and pinker than before. His thumb rubbed lightly on my cheek.
Why was I stopping again?
A booming voice reminded me.
“This is Building Management. Is everything all right in there? Emergency stop appears to have been activated?”