Название: You Have To Kiss a Lot of Frogs
Автор: Laurie Graff
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472009296
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Gomez, the super, was wheeling out a barrel of garbage with a hand truck. He was wearing a red bandana around his neck and used it to periodically wipe his moustache.
“I fix the kitchen sink for you, Miss Karrie,” he said. “It won’t be leaky anymore.”
“Thanks, Gomez.”
“Nice to see you again, Mr. Jack. You been away making people laugh?”
“I like to think so,” he said, opening the elevator door for me to get in.
He pressed the button numbered three, with the assurance of someone who knew where he was going and where he had been. I stood on the other side of the elevator. Leaning against the banister I took solace in deciding that I really wasn’t in my life, I was just watching the dailies.
Jack unbuttoned the big, black buttons on my coat. I unzipped his leather jacket and slipped my cold hands up the back of his sweater. His skin felt warm against my palms. He pressed close to me and filled the gap between us.
With a sudden burst, I jumped onto Jack, straddling his waist with my legs. He fell backward, me on top of him. Our bodies made a loud thump as we landed. I fell all over him, my body pressing into Jack’s under the canopy of my fake fur. Jack pulled me toward him, massaging my shoulders as my breasts dangled over his face. Our mouths seemed to search each others for reasons why they had been apart these weeks.
“Not that I care, but I don’t remember the elevator being so slow,” Jack murmured as he nibbled on my upper lip.
“It isn’t.”
“It is,” he said while expertly moving his hands under my sweater to unhook my bra. Jack knew all of my bras hooked in the front, except for the strapless, which hooked on the third set of clasps in the back.
I waited to feel his fingers cup my left breast before I spoke. I knew you didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out if didn’t take more than forty seconds to ride from the lobby to the third floor.
“We’re stuck,” I said, allowing my body to move into the swirling motion of his hands. By this time his two hands had successfully located my two breasts.
“I guess we are,” Jack said. “I love your body. Let’s put our differences aside tonight. You’re right. We’re stuck with each other.”
“Not us. The elevator. We haven’t moved in a while.”
“What do you mean?”
I removed my tongue from Jack’s ear and whispered, “I think we did something when we fell. We’re not moving. The elevator is stuck.”
He looked up at me, his brown eyes dancing.
“You’re kidding.” He laughed. “This is great. Let’s not call for help. Let’s do it here.”
He went to unzip my jeans.
“Wait,” I said, stopping him. “Gomez will be back to get more garbage any minute. He’ll find us. I’d be mortified.”
“Well.” Jack tried to salvage the idea. “Maybe just a quickie. Under your coat.”
I didn’t want that. “I like when we have time for a whole, you know…”
“We can have another session in the apartment. But how many times can you say you had sex in an elevator?” he asked.
“Six hundred fifty-three. At least.”
“This will be exciting. Come on. Let’s do it fast. Before Gomez gets back.”
We unzipped each other’s pants. He slid his right hand beneath my pink lace panties.
“Wait. We can’t.” I stopped him again. “We don’t have anything.”
Jack’s face lit up. He reached into his coat pocket. “I’ve got,” he said, pulling out a brand-new package of three lubricated latex condoms.
My body came to an involuntary halt as I stared at the man and woman embracing on the misty blue box. The Natural Way To Love That Special Someone, it read.
Jack opened the box and took one out.
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