His hands quickly found the hem of her skirt and thrust it up to her waist. The cool breeze didn’t do anything to tamp down the blazing heat.
She laid her head back, savoring the pleasure he was so content to give.
He grunted in her ear, “Please tell me you have a condom?”
“Safety!” She unlocked herself from his grip and bolted for her purse. She held the deep purple packets up, waving them in joy. “It’s good to be prepared.”
“Lucky for me.”
He pounced on her, pushing her to the elevator wall. His mouth came down on hers with urgent need. He ripped open the foil wrapper and slid down the smooth latex.
Grabbing her just under her bottom, he lifted. She wrapped her legs around his body. With a smooth glide, he was inside her. She met him thrust for thrust as he filled her core.
“Harder!”
He obliged. With every stroke she slid up the smooth steel of the elevator wall only to come back down hard on his erection.
She should have her head examined.
After years of therapy discussing the fear of being trapped in an elevator, here she was with a cock buried to the hilt, waiting for someone to rescue her from captivity.
She didn’t care that someone could hear her low moans. Or that at any moment the doors could swing open. She was in the moment. All that mattered was the pulsing dick gliding along the walls of her sex and the rough grunts of…who?
“What’s your name?”
“Jordan.”
“Fuck me, Jordan. Just like that.”
“Shhh.” He nuzzled her neck.
“We’re not alone.”
“Make me come again.” She was on the verge of release. This time instead of a coiling in her belly, it tingled from the outside in.
He leaned back, changing the angle, and rubbed his dick on the grainy patch of skin on the upper walls of her opening.
“Ohmygod! Ohmygod!”
“Take me with you.”
Their skin slapped together in a frantic rhythm. The fabric of his pants twisted in the chaos, and with every brush of contact, her clit rubbed along the metal edges of his zipper. The quick sting of pain gave way to a slow build of pleasure until she tipped over the edge.
The space went black, her head spun in all directions, but the feel of her cunt sucking him in with every contraction kept her grounded in the experience.
Within seconds she felt the ripple of his intense orgasm and the warmth of his heated seed as it emptied into the condom.
He shuddered against her body then dropped her down to rest on her feet.
His voice was hoarse as he finally broke the silence. “I would get stuck in an elevator every day if there was even a slight chance of this happening again.”
“Me too.”
“This from the woman who not ten minutes ago was terrified of elevators.”
“Well, I’d be up for it only if it’s guaranteed that this would happen again.”
He stepped away giving her some room. She had to admit that the farther away he was the more aware she became of her surroundings.