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"I know what you like, baby," I growl, my hand raising in the air and then falling harshly on her ass cheek.
"Ahh!" she shrieks. "Again! Please!" she yells and I slap the other cheek. This is the most erotic session we’ve had. She’s going to make me cum again with all of this. My body is growing tense, and I want to rip her dress off.
The elevators will open to my apartment, so its not like anyone will be up there anyway. I’m just about to tear the fabric of her dress when she lifts her leg into the air, bent at the knee. I grab it and give her three long, hard strokes of twelve inches that make her moan deeply. Then, out of nowhere, she extends her leg so it’s straight in the air.
She’s balancing herself on one high heel, as she basically does her splits vertically. Her leg is against my chest, her foot at my mouth. Without thinking, I’m kissing her foot, my hips surging, and now she’s yelling as I dig deep in her.
Abruptly, I slow my rhythm and stop fucking her; instead I slide slow, and deep inside her. She screams when I’m as deep as I can go, but I want her to have all of me.
"Take it, baby. Take all of me," I rock my hips forward and my balls swing, tapping against her clit. She moans loudly, and I drop my hand to massage her sensitive spot.
With my fingertips rubbing back and forth on her clit, and my cock balls deep inside of her, I feel her pussy begin to clench as she moans uncontrollably. Gone is the powerful in control, Nicole. All that’s left is my baby, she’s crying out for me and begging for more. Her orgasm is building and I’m deep dicking her all she can handle.
"Relax, baby," I warn her, knowing this will be an explosion for her.
"Thomas! Oh, Thomas," she first yells my name and then moans in slowly in that weak tone. My balls draw up. Fuck, she’s making me lose it again.
"Feel me, baby!" I wind my hips waving my length down her sweet pussy.
"I feel you, baby! I do! Right there!" She yells and I slowly rock, my eyes closed as I rub her foot against my cheek
, our bodies dancing in slow motion until my release takes off, my cock spasming inside her. I don’t even announce it or say anything but, she cums immediately after me, milking me with her clenching pussy muscles.
"I’m cumming for you, Thomas!" She calls out, and I have to grab the wall with my hand to stop from tipping over, I’m cumming so hard.
"Oh fuck… Good girl," I groan.
We stay in this awkward gymnastics pose until we’ve both stopped twitching, and then I lower her leg to the ground slowly before turning her to face me. After a brisk kiss, I fix her dress, thankful I didn’t rip it in the heat of the moment. Brushing the stray hairs from her face, I then fix the top of her dress as she tucks my sensitive member away, buckling my pants and belt.
She turns to press the emergency button and then snuggles back against me. I drape my arms around her, inhaling deeply along her neck before sprinkling soft fast kisses as the elevator rises to the top floor. We’re both speechless after such an intense, extremely intimate and passionate experience.
Usually I would tell her it was amazing, or how incredible she is, but words don’t even do this justice. I feel like I’m walking on a cloud whenever I’m around this girl, my feelings are so deep and although the sex intensifies it, it’s way more than lust, that I’m sure of.
"Mmm…" I hum against her skin, nuzzling her neck, and she drapes her hand over my head, tugging my hair so that she can offer me her lips. I kiss her three slow times, looking into those deep gray eyes.
The bell dings for the apartment to open and I feel like I don’t even want to leave. I never want to go anywhere but where we are when I’m with Nicole. Everything is special; everything is perfect when we’re together. At this moment I’m ecstatic I brought her to my house. I want to share everything with her.
Nicole
When I read stories about people having sex in elevators, it always feels so tacky. I’ve always thought that people who do it in public have something they're trying to prove.
Turns out, doing it in an elevator is fantastic. It isn't just the thrill of doing it in a different place than the straightforward bedroom scene, but being in a position that could possibly get you caught is something else entirely.
When we finally step out of the elevator, I'm reeling. My body feels numb and buzzing, all at the same time. My legs are weak, and I'm breathing hard, like we’ve run the stairs, rather than taking the elevator. Thomas looks calm and collected as always. Sex is still new to me, and I feel like a child with a new toy. Thomas is used to playing it cool afterward, apparently, but when we were in the middle of things, he seemed just as excited as I was.
When he unlocks his front door, though, he looks at me, and for the first time since we’ve met, he looks nervous.
"You can’t judge me by what you see inside, okay?" he asks.
I nod. "I don’t really know if there’s anything to judge you on, already. You seem pretty perfect, to be honest."
"That’s the type of thing I’m talking about," he says.
I blink, not understanding. "Okay."
He pushes the front door open and lets me walk in first.
As soon as I walk through the doors, I realize what he's trying to say to me. The apartment is bigger than anything I’ve ever been in, and everything practically drips with luxury. I walk into an entrance hall with a chandelier that hangs from the ceiling. All the rooms are tiled with large, marble tiles, and the walls are painted a coffee color to match. The dining room is through the next door with a glass table and suede chairs. Full-length windows look out over Manhattan.
