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“Mmm.” She shakes her whole body in response.
I go back to licking and sucking her sensitive bud, taking my time to build her orgasm up. I flatten my tongue against her and watch as she bucks under my touch. I don’t wait for the moans to stop, instead I slide two fingers in her tight pussy and groan as she clenches around them. She is so fucking tight and her pussy is so responsive to me. Licking her clit while I finger her is surely going to send her over the edge. I can’t see, but I can feel her touching her breasts under her dress, looking up I can see her hands under the thin fabric of the dress.
“Oh my gosh!” She gasps out.
“Baby?” I whisper.
“I’m so close!” she calls out, pushing my head back against her core. She didn’t want me to stop and I don’t want to stop. All I want is to enjoy the sweet taste of my girl and the thrill of possibly getting caught. I am drenched with my panties, and I am desperate for a release but I don’t touch myself. I know it will be too messy if I come right now. I’ll squirt all over the elevator and our dresses.
I hum against her clit, lightly. And with a flick of my fingers to her g-spot, she’s coming undone in the middle of the elevator. She’s gripping the elevator for dear life while her legs shake and she screams out a multitude of curses. I don’t let up until she pushes my head away and I let go of her dress, standing up. I wipe my mouth on the back of my arm and lean in for a chaste kiss.
“Oh fuck, baby.” She smiles lazily at me and I know I’ve done my job properly.
“You taste so damn good,” I whisper.
“Let me taste,” she says, and a shiver runs down my spine.
I lean in for a long kiss, our tongues dancing together like we had earlier tonight. She moans lightly against my tongue and I hold onto her waist to steady myself. Every nerve in my body is on fire and one more touch might detonate me. I feel like a live wire.
“Let’s get home so I can finish what you started.” She smiles. Placing one last kiss on my lips, I hit the button to unstick the elevator.
We both fix our hair, slipping my shoes back on, and fix our dresses before the elevator doors open. Letting us get away with what might be our most adventurous sex to date. We grab our jackets from the coat room attendant and as we head into the snow, back to Dylan’s apartment, I feel a warmth pass through me. I am going home with the woman I love and who loves me back. There is something to be said about how lucky I am. Not just for getting lucky in an elevator but for how Dylan feels about me. I know I will tell her how I feel in time, and she will utter the same words back. Because Dylan is one of the only reasons to feel content in this moment. Knowing that no matter what else happens, I will have Dylan, and that is enough.
Epilogue
6 Months Later…
“Right there! Don’t stop!” Isabella moans under my touch. I flick my tongue one last time and she comes undone. Her juices squirting all over my face and all over the bed. I lap up every last taste of it.
“Good girl,” I smirk and lean in to kiss her. She laps up the taste of herself on my lips and I groan.
“Fuck, I’ll never get tired of that.” Isabella smiles. She leans in to kiss me again.
“We should get going though, you’re going to make me late for work again.” I groan.
Isabella smirks. “What if you didn’t go in?”
“What? I have to go in,” I look at her confused while I get up to get dressed.
“I have something planned for us, and it would be so much easier to do if you didn’t have work.” Isabella pouts. Pushing out her bottom lip and making her eyes bigger than they usually are.
“What did you have planned?” I raise an eyebrow.
“What if I finally moved in here, like for good?” She smiles.
“Don’t mess with me baby.” I had been asking for her to move back in for months but we’d both agreed we’d wait until she graduated college. Of course that had come and gone a few weeks ago now and I hadn’t brought it up again. Waiting for her to tell me when she was ready.
“I’m serious. I’m all packed up at my apartment, all we have to do is rent one of those U-Haul trucks. I still technically have my license.” She says with a shrug. It wasn’t like she ever used it, living in the city. She might still have her place but she spent most nights with me lately.
“I guess I’m calling out of work today then.” I smile.
“Really?!” Isabella exclaims. I know what a big deal it is for her to say she’s ready to live with me and I don’t want to give any room for nerves to take over.
“Really.” I pause. “Let me call in and then we can head over to your apartment,” I suggest.
“Sounds perfect, I’ll go get dressed.” Isabella stands and I admire the curve of her ass she saunters out of bed. She pulls on one of my silk robes over her skin as she looks for something to wear in my oversized closet. Isabella pulls out a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. I dial my boss’ number while I watch her get dressed.
“Hello?” I’m so distracted by Isabella’s body that I don’t hear them say hello the first time.
