The Gift
The elevator doorbell dinged and the door slid open. Leon was forced yet again to put a hold on his overwhelming passion. He unwillingly released Ella from his grip and placed her down.
Ella walked out of the elevator, holding Leon's hand and pulling him like a little child. She stopped halfway and turned slowly to face him. Her eyes glimmered with a burning passion, sucking Leon into them like the Earth's gravitational pull.
Drunken in love, with eyes shimmering like a million tiny stars, Ella softly kissed the pointed tip of Leon's nose. She gazed lustfully into his eyes and slowly collected the penthouse suite key card from him.
"Stay here!" She whispered and slowly walked towards the door. When she got to the door, she turned around to face Leon, who seemed hypnotized by her action. She smiled bewitchingly as she leaned her back on the door. Then she gradually slid the tiny straps of both sides of her gown, down her shoulders.