"I guess we'll find out when the door opens. Now shut up." He say and kisses me for real.
His mouth captures mine, taking control of the kiss, forcing my lips wider till his tongue is moving sensually against my own. His lips firm, commanding in all the best ways. He moans into my mouth, pushing his whole body against mine.
I forget everything but the feel of his lips. His strong heat pressing against my own. So much so that when he finally brakes the kiss to step around me I can't figure out what he's doing. Then I realize that he is just exiting the elevator.
I lean one hand against the elevator wall for support as I remember his seductive guarantee. "If it had been me fucking you in the elevator you wouldn't have noticed we were caught until I was done with you." Fireworks go off below my waist line. Holy Hell, he is right about that.
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