Chapter 2: Building Tension
The door gave a soft, barely audible snick as Anna slipped into the dimly lit hotel room, the silhouette of her tight-fitting dress outlining every curve of her athletic figure. The room was enveloped in darkness, but for a single, golden glow that emanated from the bedside table – that solitary bottle of champagne, now resting in an ice bucket, a visual testament to the passionate night that awaited us.
She paused, her emerald eyes watching me closely as I stood up from the edge of the king-sized bed.
After a moment of tense silence, she closed the door gently behind her, a grin dancing across her face.
"So, are you ready for the big day tomorrow? Sam is going to be one lucky girl!" Anna asked, although she didn't really care about the answer. She was here to finish what she started earlier, to seduce Chris before his big day. If she was lucky, it might go so well that she'd stop the wedding entirely.
Anna knew that seducing Chris wouldn't be an easy task. After all, he had already chosen another woman to spend the rest of his life with. But as they stood in close proximity, her heart pounded with a fierce determination. She let her eyes drop to the firmly muscled abs peeking out from beneath his unbuttoned shirt.
"I think you've forgotten about one thing," she said in a low, husky voice, barely containing the anticipation that coursed through her veins.
I raised an eyebrow as I met her gaze.
"I have?" I asked, playing dumb and stalling for time.
My heart raced but I suddenly felt very cold and calculated. Anna stalked closer to me, hips swaying as she undid another button on her shirtdress with a wicked grin. A few more breaths and my mind was made up—unhinged desire won out over common sense.
I stared at her, body rigid with the anticipation of what was about to ensue.
I felt like a dam bursting under the pressure, unable to stop myself from surrendering to the primal lust that demanded I claim her here and now.
"What have I forgotten, then?" My voice came out husky, breathless.
"This." she murmured as she threw herself onto me, wrapping her legs around my waist and pinning herself against the hard wall of my chest. Her arms wrapped around my neck and shoulders, her long nails digging deep into my skin. Her lips crushed onto mine, seeking and taking without pretense.
I forced my eyes shut as her tongue invaded my mouth with rough, demanding force. The hands that had so recently unbuttoned her dress raked roughly through her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her throat. Desires and inhibitions dissolved as I plundered her mouth. The taste of champagne and her fruity, subtler flavor danced together, driving my ravenous hunger to new heights.
I couldn't contain my need, want, and pure, unadulterated lust as I trailed hungry kisses down the smooth line of her jaw, letting my tongue trace the curve of her neck before I gave in to the temptation of biting down on that tender flesh.
"Fuck, yes," Anna gasped, her nails digging deeper into my back as she arched against me. She threw her head back, exposing even more of her pale flesh for me to devour.