Isabella laughed as Cam pulled her hand racing through the underground parking lot towards the elevator. She was running to keep up with his pace and the feeling of being wanted with such fervor was invigorating.
The elevator doors slid open, and he dragged her into the space, flicked a key into a spot on the panel and hit a button. Instantly the elevator lurched into the sky taking them to his penthouse suite, but Isabella barely had time to register his actions, as he pinned her against the metal wall and kissed her mouth hard. She wound her calf around his thigh pulling his body tighter to hers as her hands gripped his shoulders. The faint scent of aftershave and a woodsy soap lingered on his skin, and she inhaled deeply willing herself to not miss an iota of him.
The sound of a ping
