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“Watch how well you take my cock.” He growled; one hand trailed up my body until he grasped the back of my neck.
I thought he was kidding. That all his words were just passionate moments. But then he pushed on my neck until I was looking down, watching as he fucked me.
Sweat broke out along my skin as I did. My body became overheated. Turned on as his cock slid from me. It was bigger than I pictured. And oddly beautiful glistening from my arousal. I was captivated as he shoved forward, pushing into me again.
I couldn’t look away. Couldn’t believe it was me. Me, sleeping with a guy I barely knew. Me, making this gorgeous man crazy. Making him lose his mind and fuck me in an elevator. I was losing my mind.
I tightened my arms and legs around him. Rocking my hips to his rhythm. No longer content to just take, I met him thrust for thrust. Whimpering as I pushed him deeper inside me. Taking all of him I could.
“There you go,sole mia.”He directed my hips with his hold on my ass, helping me work myself on him. “Show me what a dirty girl you are.”
His praise made my chest tighten. Heat raced across my skin from where we were connected. I moved faster. Harder. Chasing the euphoria that was just out of reach.
Soon the only sounds in the elevator were skin slapping skin. Harsh breaths as we lost ourselves in each other. Sweat slid down my spine. My legs shook. My body vibrated with exhaustion as I reached the brink of my orgasm.
The air caught in my lungs as my nails bit into the fabric of his jacket. I buried my head into his neck, inhaling his scent as I rocked against him. I was so tight, so close. Each drag of his cock along my walls made me whimper. Each deep thrust stole my breath. My body quivered around him.
“Fuck, you’re close. I can feel you.” His fingers stroked my skin, soothing even as he railed me to the wall. “Come. Give it to Daddy.”
I had no idea why his order sent me over the edge. Or maybe it was the way he thrust inside me as he said it. Going deeper than anyone had ever been. I felt like I could feel him in my throat as I clamped around him.
Squeezing him tight as I struggled to breathe through the pleasure drowning me. It felt like it lasted forever as he pulsed inside me. Once, twice, before I felt the stickiness of his own release. He cursed into my neck. His warm breath tickled my skin as I clung to him.
“Such a good girl.” My heart tripped over itself as he pulled back. Those green eyes captured me again as he placed a soft kiss to my forehead. It was so tender. So different from how he’d just handled me. “My good girl.”
6
Emma
Embarrassment clung to my skin as Matt lowered me to the ground. My cheeks felt like they were bright red as I looked away from him. Fixing my underwear and dress as he pushed the button to start the elevator again. But even putting my clothes back in place didn’t stop his cum from sliding down my thighs or the shame that came with it.
I couldn’t believe I’d just done that. I’d just had sex in an elevator with a man I barely knew. I didn’t even have the decency to make it to dinner. There was no way I could now.
It’s not that I was ashamed of my sexuality. Or the way I looked. It was the complete loss of control. I couldn’t afford to be like that, not when I had to be the responsible one.
The elevator doors opened to the lobby, but I couldn’t move. My body was locked in place. I could feel Matt’s eyes on me, but I couldn’t bear to look at him.
“Umm….” I cleared my throat, swallowing down the shame that threatened to consume me. “I should probably clean up.”
“Yeah. Sure.” He pressed the number for my floor again. The silent ride back to my apartment felt like forever.
I had no idea what to say, and obviously he didn’t either. Honestly, what was there to say? He was a gorgeous guy who’d gotten what he wanted. This was the end. I was going to walk away with three really great orgasms and a little piece of my self-esteem missing.
It was worth the loss.
I fumbled with my keys as Matt followed me back to my door. I wished I could just disappear. That I didn’t have to do this post-one-night stand dance.
“Well, thanks.” I pushed the door open, taking a step inside, but before I could close it again, Matt’s hand shot out.
“Wait.” I turned to face him but couldn’t bring myself to look up. Instead, I stared at his shiny black shoes, wondering what he was doing. I was giving him the perfect out.
My chest felt like it was caving in as I slowly lifted my head. His once perfectly styled hair was messy from my fingers. His mouth slightly pink from my lipstick. A button was broken off the top of his shirt.
I waited for another wave of embarrassment, but all I felt was heat. The desire to mess him up even more. To feel him touching me again.
It was a bad idea.
“They’ll hold our table for us.” My blood sang as he gave me that crooked smile again. “Aren’t you hungry?”
