As the elevator ascends, their eyes lock. The air thickens with desire, and his hand brushes against hers ever so slightly. She shivers, aware of his closeness. Their bodies sway to an unheard rhythm as she inches closer. His scent intoxicates her, a blend of masculine musk and something uniquely his. As the elevator dings, signaling their arrival, he steps forward, his lips inches from hers. The tension builds, their hearts racing in tandem. Finally, he brushes his lips against hers, softly, teasingly. She gasps at the electric shock that courses through her veins, yearning for more.
