This excerpt comes from Madhavi Krevat’s New York: Some Like It Hot as the starring couple, Ann and John, are being driven by Ezio, their limo driver, to their luxury hotel in New York City:
When the couple started kissing again, Ezio glanced at them in his rearview mirror. Grinning, he closed the partition between them to give them privacy.
Ann noticed it closing, and John winked at her. “Smart man, that Ezio. Now, where were we?”
“I think you were kissing me.”
“Oh yeah.” John kissed her again, his lips caressing hers. He moaned as her tongue met his. “Oh, Honey, you taste so good.”
“Mmm,” was Ann’s response as she let her body relax even more.
John’s hands moved through her blonde hair as his mouth trailed down her neck, planting gentle kisses as he went. “Ah, Tresor.” He inhaled deeply. “I love that scent on you.”
Ann ran her fingers through his black hair as she said, “I wore it especially for you, Darling.”
“You’re always thinking about me,” John murmured then covered her lips with his. His thumbs slid across her cheeks. Slowly, he moved his hands down to her shoulders then lower to cup her breasts. A feeling of urgency began to course through his body.
Ann moaned against his lips. “Oh, John, you make me feel so good.”
John’s thumbs pressed against her nipples, making her shudder.
Their lips were locked together in a passionate kiss, and Ann’s hands roamed down his chest, toying with his shirt buttons, gently scratching the hot flesh beneath, then moved lower to his waist.
The couple was lost in the moment, oblivious to everything else around them. No Yorkville, no Jodee or Bill, no thinking about working at Kaufmann’s or Wheeling Steel. Just now. Forget about the rest. Time and space did not matter. They were on an adventure, and they were fully into enjoying it. They didn’t know how much time had passed, but everything seemed to go fast forward as pent-up passion turned into heated action.
In one quick movement, Ann was straddling John as his fingers deftly opened her blouse and sought her breasts, pushing aside her red bra to gain access.
John leaned forward to cover one nipple with his mouth, and his tongue swirled around the bud. His fingers made circles around the other nipple causing Ann to writhe with pleasure.
“I can’t wait,” she cried as her hands clasped together behind his neck. “You’re making me crazy.”
John looked at her, his bedroom-brown eyes twinkling mischievously. “Your wish is my command.”