Interlocking Hearts by Roxy Mews Page A

wasn’t thinking about a buzz. At least, not an alcoholic one.
    She wasn’t as wobbly as she wanted to be when they got to the elevator. The walls were polished metal. Not really mirrored, but fuzzy outlines of their bodies reflected back at them. Paisley could see a shadow of her bearded man’s body. His outline was so big it would eclipse her own.
    They were on opposite sides of the elevator. She thought about moving over and continuing their kiss, if you could call something like that as innocent as a kiss, but she couldn’t move under his gaze. He kept scanning her body. His eyes moved up and down and a rush of heat radiated out from her skin wherever he looked.
    Her pulse increased, and she felt every inch below her waistband throb faster with each pass.
    The elevator stopped at three different floors before they finally got to the top. People got on. People got off. Paisley’s body kept being assaulted by this man’s gaze. A couple of the people looked between them or said hello, but Paisley didn’t respond. She could barely breathe by the time the doors finally opened at the top floor of the hotel.
    She couldn’t move. Her afternoon delight had to do it for her. He released the bar he had been resting against and pushed off toward her. His stride was confident and sure. Paisley had seen men who thought they were gods in bed before. She’d had men brag about how she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week, and those men were the ones who usually lost control the second they felt her swallow them to the back of her throat.
    Somehow she was pretty sure a robot wouldn’t lie about sex. If this humanoid said he could pleasure any woman to the point of ecstasy…shit. Paisley wanted to see his version of heaven.
    He hit the door open button on the elevator to keep them from closing and then did something electrical with his fingers. A vibration went through the whole elevator.
    “What was that?”
    “I just made sure no one else could move the elevator for a few minutes.” He gripped her shoulders, but he didn’t pull her in for a kiss.
    “But someone could still come in,” Paisley said.
    “Then let’s give them a show worth watching.”
    Paisley felt the room spin as he flipped her around. Her hands pressed flat against the wall as he pushed her up against it.
    He pulled her hair to the side and kissed her neck. The kisses turned to nibbles and full on teeth scraping across her skin. Paisley watched her breath fog up the metallic surface across the side of the elevator.
    His beard pulled on the hairs at the nape of her neck and did the most fantastic scratchy things to her skin.
    She was so lost in what he was doing with his mouth that it took a minute to realize he had opened her blazer and unbuttoned her shirt. That was skill. Then his mouth left her skin to rapidly cool but it was nothing compared to the feel of the cold metal as he thrust his hips against hers and forced her chest and stomach against the wall.
    Paisley gasped as her thin bra was no match for her nipples. She was almost worried she’d scratch the surface of the metal with them.
    He pulled the fabric of her top down her shoulders, but before she could wiggle out, he spun and pinned her again. Her arms were trapped by the fabric with the way he pushed her shoulders back.
    Through the haze of sex, she realized the door was still open and due to his magic fingers wouldn’t be closing anytime soon. This bot had a thing for public nookie. But it seemed she was the only one getting naked.
    “I thought we were going back to your room.” She managed to pant out as he sucked in a harsh breath again.
    “In a minute. I’m having too much fun with you here.”
    Paisley’s pulse skyrocketed. She didn’t have time to seduce him and take her pleasure like she usually did. This guy was giving her better than she had ever taken for herself. She loved it. This wasn’t a bad idea at all. Ben McHotPants, who? Robohippie was the masturbatory fodder of