A/N: So in case you haven't noticed, when I put an 'Author's Note' at the top of a chapter it can really only mean that there is smut ahead. So yeah. For a minute there I almost forgot what kind of fic this was. So be ye warned, and know that gratuitous use of body parts is ahead.

And a PS here – Yes. I am sort of notorious for cliff-hanger cut the action off right in the middle sort of chapter endings. They are too much fun to just stop doing it.

15

"Sure. No, we're fine." Taker finally hung up the phone and sighed. "They're backed up. Another hour to go. He said they might be here sooner, but he wouldn't count on it."

"Oh. Well great." Dallas smirked as he resumed his seat next to her. "Good thing I'm not claustrophobic. Do you have an early day in the morning?"

At her seemingly random question he shook his head. "Nah. Nothing going until ten or so. You?"

"Another meeting. Randy will probably sleep til noon if I don't wake him up. He went out with his family tonight, so there's no telling if he'll be giving a damn about working out early in the morning." Dallas said with a yawn. Taker looked at her for a moment, half-smile on his lips. "What? Not everybody is an early bird like you."

"I wasn't gonna say anything." Taker took her hand again. Dallas turned a little to face him and dropped her free hand onto his thigh.

"Now…I did hear you say another hour, correct?" She asked, running her fingers up the rough material.

"Do you know that elevators have cameras?" Taker asked with a chuckle as her hand got dangerously close to his groin.

"Do you know that I doubt the cameras are working? Even if it is, it's dark in here. What are they gonna see? They had to ask you how many people were in here." Dallas pointed out. She trailed her fingers down his thigh and back up.

He was tempted. But not entirely comfortable. It was one thing a few minutes ago, before the intrusion of the phone reminded him where they were. Dallas was looking at him, smirk firmly planted on her lips, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking.

Taker really could not resist the challenge in her eyes. He reached over and placed his hand against her breast again. He squeezed her once, twice, got annoyed at the fabric that covered her, and set to work on the buttons of her shirt.

Dallas's hand crept back up his thigh. This time she didn't stop. Her fingers traced the growing bulge in his jeans as she pressed her hand against him, making him suck in a breath.

He finally got the last button open, trying not to moan too loudly as she rubbed him through the material of his jeans. He pushed her shirt aside and took in the black lace bra she was wearing. He ran his hand from one breast to the other, barely skimming her hardening nipples. He hooked a finger into the material that covered one side and pulled it down, slowly dragging it across her skin, relishing her low moan as her nipple was freed. Taker bent his head and flicked his tongue over the hard little peak, running it in slow circles across her skin.

Dallas was squeezing him rhythmically through his jeans as he sucked and lightly bit her, drawing moans of pleasure from low in her throat. Taker tugged at the other cup of her bra and his fingers were soon molding her other breast, tweaking the nipple in time to his sucking mouth. He barely noticed when she loosened his belt buckle and pried the button fly of his jeans open, so a deep moan escaped him when he felt her hand wrap around his shaft and free him from the confines of his pants.

"Worried about a camera now?" Dallas asked him, her voice husky as she stroked him slowly from root to tip.

Taker huffed out an odd grunt and leaned back a bit, still holding her in one hand, still rubbing at her nipple. He gave her a dark look that made her laugh.

"Are you gonna get stage fright?" Dallas asked, squeezing him lightly. He hissed in a breath between his teeth.

"You do realize…if this gets out…we're never gonna hear the end of it?" He had to pause every time she tightened her grip.

"Then we'd better make it snappy, huh?" Dallas pushed his hand away from her and moved until she was on her knees, leaning over him. She dropped one hot, deep kiss on his lips before pulling away – mostly to prevent him from taking control of it. She kept one hand on his chest, rubbing it lightly down to his stomach and up, over and over, as she bent and took his cock into her mouth.

Taker figured she was sort of getting back at him for the first time they'd slept together, when he'd been so ready he hadn't bothered fully taking her clothes off. With his jeans still on, and up, and Dallas leaning across him, he could barely move. She pulled the skin over his shaft taut with her hand and pressed downward, making him gasp at the sensation. Her teeth scraped him and she soothed the spot with her tongue before continuing to suck him into her mouth.

He could only take so much of that. Dallas sensed it and pulled back. When he tried to change position, she pushed him back with her hands on his chest until he was pressed against the wall. She shifted, swinging a leg over his thighs.

He breathed out a moan as she raised her skirt. She was wearing panties this time – a thong in fact. It was all that separated her hot center from his throbbing cock. Dallas reached down and moved the skimpy material aside before guiding his cock toward her opening. She began to slowly raise and lower herself onto him, wiggling as she pressed her body down. Taker grabbed her hips and moaned as she rode him. Dressed as he was, the only sensation he got was the silken glide of her against his cock. Everything else was muted by layers of clothes. It made the feeling more intense, and he strained upward against her to get the most of the contact.

Dallas slid her hand between them and began rubbing her clit with her fingers in time to her movements against him. He let his hands drift to her rear and he guided her movements, pulling her forward every time she came down so that her hand was caught between them. She gasped and bucked her hips harder as her climax took her and her movements slowed to a stop. Taker waited it out, feeling her inner walls throbbing against him, his eyes closed. Dallas shifted herself and extricated her hand. He grabbed it and brought it to his mouth, sucking on the fingers she'd used to stroke herself to orgasm.

"So how do you wanna finish?" Dallas asked him, breathless and yes, there was that smugness again.

Taker chuckled and licked her finger, feeling her draw in a breath. "Keep on ridin' me." He said it low, and near her ear. "Won't take too long. I'm surprised I outlasted you."

Dallas smirked and rotated her hips slowly. "Like this?"

"Resident tease is back in town, huh?" Taker asked, groaning when she paused to squeeze him with her interior muscles.

He sat up straight, pushing at her legs at the same time. Dallas ended up sitting astride him, arms and legs wrapped around him. His arms went around her, holding her close as she moved up and down on his hard cock. She got her feet braced against the wall and went faster, slamming herself down with satisfied little grunts of pleasure as he puffed and moaned against her ear. His fingers suddenly dug painfully into her hips and he this time the moan was more drawn out as he climaxed. Dallas gasped and held onto him as he strained to go deeper inside her.

She relaxed against him, feeling all the little twinges as he came down from the high of his release. His grip loosened and he rubbed her where his fingers had left red marks on her. She stayed there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow, before easing away. She got up and spent a few minutes righting her clothes. Eventually he got up and followed her lead.

After they were more or less presentable, Dallas sat down once more. Taker again sat beside her. This time they didn't talk. He reached out and took her hand though and stroked her fingers with his. Eventually she put her head against his shoulder, and not long after that she dozed off. Taker had to smile at that. The woman didn't let any situation really get to her.

He had no idea how long it had been since the last call from the security guy either. Taker shifted and managed to reach the phone without disturbing Dallas. It rang once and was picked up.

"Any good news?" Taker asked.

"It shouldn't be long, sir." The man sounded distracted. "The repair crew went down to work on the generators about ten minutes ago. And they should be restoring your power any minute now."

"All right. Good. Thanks."

"I am so sorry this happened – usually we shut down the elevator if there's going to be a storm like this but we didn't have time." The man sounded completely apologetic. Taker understood it wasn't his fault.

"No problem at…" Taker didn't finish. The elevator lurched upward and the lights snapped on with a click. Dallas jerked next to him and let out a little yelp as the elevator rose and stopped several times before the ride smoothed out.

"What the hell was that?" Dallas asked, sounding groggy. Taker smirked and thanked the security guard yet again as the doors opened on her floor. He followed her off and stretched, feeling his back pop. "I suppose you want to sleep in my room?"

"Doesn't matter if I want to. I'm goin' to." Taker poked her in the side.

"Oh. And suddenly you're all bossy." Dallas smirked and leaned against him, yawning. "I want a soak in a hot bath. And a massage."

"One of us gets beat up for a living. I think that deserves a massage."

"Yeah. You have trainers for that. I don't." Dallas pulled her room key from a small pocket on her shirt. "I will share my tub with you. It's big. I might have to sit on your lap again though."

"Have to be crazy to complain about that." Taker took the key and opened her door, letting her step in first. It was a damn good thing he had a late call the next day. He didn't plan on sleeping anytime soon.

So he did climb into the tub with Dallas, after he'd made a trip to his own room for his bag. She grumbled but made room, and he got in behind her, so she was between his legs with her back against his chest.

"You plannin' on fallin' asleep in here?" Taker had to ask after fifteen minutes had passed and she showed no sign of moving. Dallas laughed and looked back at him.

"I could. But I suppose eventually I'll make it to the bed."

"How are you gonna get your massage if you're gonna spend all night in the tub?" Taker asked, smirking as he ran his hands from her shoulders down her arms.

"I was under the impression that I was getting turned down for the massage portion of the evening." Dallas smiled as he dipped his head and brushed his lips across hers.

"Now that you mention it…what I have in mind is less like a massage and more like me tasting every part of you." He illustrated his point by flicking his tongue along her jaw and over her earlobe. He felt her shiver in his arms as his breath puffed over the damp skin.

"Wow. You really do have the morning off." Dallas's sarcasm was wasted since she ended the comment with a moan as his teeth nipped her earlobe. "Ok. You have my attention."

Taker chuckled against her ear. He figured it wouldn't be too long before he had more than just her attention.