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“Stop.”
“This is a test,” I say through my teeth.
I slide one finger into her cunt. She’s only a little turned on. I release her ear and press my lips to it instead.
“You’re a pathetic little whore,” I whisper. “So desperate for attention you’d do anything.”
Wetness hits my finger, and she lets out a shaky breath.
I unwrap my arm around her torso to shove her shirt up, exposing her breasts.
“You want to look like a little slut, don’t you? You want someone to make you feel worthless.”
“No,” she groans.
“Your cunt is giving you away,” I laugh. My dick is stiff, and I shift my hips forward. Showing her exactly whatshe’sdoing to me. “It’s gripping at my finger like a vise. And you know we’re still on the garage level, don’t you? The doors could open at any moment and expose you.”
I pull out of her and step back. She’s left trying to balance, her knees shaking.
I drop the fob that’ll make the elevator move.
She falls to her knees after it, scrambling for the tiny chunk of plastic. She presses it to the sensor and hits the button for our floor, and she sags to the side as soon as we start to move.
“Your breasts are out,” I comment, trying to keep a straight face.
She gasps again, yanking her shirt down. I can see the dampness on the strip of her panties between her legs, and my cock twitches again.
The doors open.
Melody starts to climb to her feet, but I push her back down. I crouch in the opening of the elevator, her things back in my arms. The fob tucked in my pocket.
I toss her my phone, which is locked with a passcode.
“Stay.” I step into the hall.
The elevator doors slide closed between us.
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MELODY
Iscramble for the doors as soon as they close, but I’m too fucking late. My fingers hit the button to open the doors again.
They don’t budge.
I wait. This is just a practical joke. One of Jacob’s… I don’t know. Quirks? Kinks?
The elevator moves with a jolt, and I gasp again. It drops a few floors, and it chimes as the doors slide open.
A couple step onto the elevator.
I stand in the corner, and my eyes close for a moment. Shame burns through me, so hot I might as well be breathing fire. They turn away from me, their expressions accusing or pitying, I have no idea which. Probably judging. I have no idea what I look like right now, but it’s probably not any good.
We take the elevator to the first floor. Not the garage, where Jacob’s truck is. They stroll out, and I shrink against the wall again. Hiding from sight in case anyone’s in the lobby.
The doors close, but the elevator doesn’t move.
Jacob’s phone, on the floor by my feet, rings. It’s my name on the caller ID. I grab it fast, swiping to answer. It’s a video call, and I only belatedly realize that as his face fills the screen. He’s on the couch, it seems. Relaxing while he torments me from afar.
