The Kinky Heart

EROTICA BWWM Multicultural Romance
He smelled wonderfully, as his hand slipped across and down her spine, then down her arm, to take her chilly hand into his warm one. She noticed the entire journey of his hot hand despite her winter coat; but no more than he had.
Tyson is hot!, she inwardly screamed, then bit her lip to keep from giggling hysterically. He spoke first.
"Ah. Here we go."
He slipped his arm back around her, again, but grabbed her freed hand with his other, as they stepped into the downside shaft of the people mover, adoorless elevator which, like an escalator, continuously moving, floor to floor.