Love in An Elevator

1.4KReport
Love in An Elevator

Think Aerosmith's "Love In An Elevator" on this one


The elevator ground to a halt three floors from their destination. Not again, she thought. Just last week she had been trapped in the same elevator with the same man under very nearly the same circumstances.

“They really need to hire some new maintenance people,” Raymond Reddington declared from his position behind her where he was leaning against the rear wall of the elevator.

“I’m sure they’re doing their best!” Lizzie spat over her shoulder acidly. Sure, she was annoyed, too, but she was going to take the high road and not complain.

“I can’t believe this is happening to us, AGAIN,” she grumbled.

“Oh, I don’t know,” he reflected optimistically, “I kind of enjoyed the last time.”

She whirled on him, “Are you kidding me?! We were stuck in here for an hour arguing; it was torture!”

“Oh, I quite enjoyed our verbal…..sparring.” he pushed himself off the handrail, closing the distance between them with a step.

“Really?” she countered, sarcastically. “because I distinctly recall you using the words ‘incessant’, ‘volatile’, and incompetent’ during our last incarceration here.” She spun around to face the elevator doors, punching the buttons for good measure.

“I don’t think you have any idea how…..arousing I find our quarrels.” He had stepped even closer, leaning into her ear as he spoke.

She froze, her back stiffening as she sucked in her breath at his words. The timbre of his voice had dropped an octave and he was oh, so close to her now. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. This man infuriated her at every turn and had since his first day at the Post Office two months ago. He was the bane of her existence, infuriating and intractable. He was impossible to work with, withheld information until he deemed it relevant, and was constantly criticizing her wardrobe, her hairstyle, and her ability as an FBI agent. So, why was she standing here, fighting to remember to breathe with every syllable that he uttered? Why was his voice making things dark and primitive curl low in her stomach? Why was she struggling not to turn around and face him?

“There is something rather…..heated about the way you look when you’re trying to hand me my balls on a platter.” he continued softly, “Though I’m sure there are other, more enjoyable, things you could do with them.” He lowered his head and, with the barest of touches, nipped at her ear.

Unable to control herself any longer, she whirled around and launched herself at him, forcing him to take a step back to catch her weight as she pinned him to the wall with her lovely body.

Her hands were everywhere, clawing at his clothes. His lips imprisoned hers, his hands on her face as he released months of pent-up sexual tension. Had she really not feel it all this time? They had chemistry, a burning captivation towards each other and he was singing the praises of the incompetent maintenance crew in his head that he finally had the opportunity to show her just how good they could be together.

She pulled at his tie, loosening it enough to pull it from his neck and then tore open his shirt and vest, sending buttons flying. His mouth was on her neck, biting above her pulse point, as she ran her hands over his chest.

He grabbed her hips, lifting her up around his waist, turning to slam her back against the wall. He hooked his hands under her thighs and she wrapped her legs around him, finding his mouth again and charting him with her tongue. He slipped a hand under her shirt and unsnapped her front-clasp bra with his fingertips, balancing her against the wall, rocking his hips against hers and making her squirm as he filled his hand with her creamy flesh. She moaned against his mouth when flicked his fingertips against her nipple, causing it to pebble against his palm.
Wasting no time, he reached between them, hiking her skirt up around her waist only to find that she was not wearing any panties. “Oh, baby,” he moaned into her mouth, “This is gonna be sooo good.” Finding her already wet and ready, he slipped his cock out of his slacks and plunged into her.

Her screams vibrated off the tiny enclosure as he thrust into her, setting a punishing rhythm, which she matched, thrust for thrust. Wanting to bring her, her lowered his hand between them, rubbing her clit vigorously until he felt her tighten around him, crying out his name. he continued to pump into her until he exploded inside her body, crushing her to him, his mouth drinking her cries of fulfillment.

They stayed like that for long minutes, his forehead resting against hers, the sweat cooling on their skin. When their breathing had finally begun to slow, he loosened his grip on her just enough so that she could lower her legs and then he slid them both to the floor, cradling her against him. Still panting slightly, he pressed a kiss into her temple and leaned his head back against the wall.

He noted the satisfaction in her voice when he heard her mumble, “We should have done that months ago.”

Similar stories

Skulduggery Pleasant Chapter Three - Double Trouble

Skulduggery Pleasant – Chapter Three – Double Trouble Fletcher felt the world stop. {This can’t be happening} he thought as Valkyrie stormed towards him, shadows curling around him and pinning him to the wall. “Shit, Val I didn’t know” he said as she glared at him. “Of course you didn’t” she growled though closed teeth, shadows writhing like angry snakes behind her. “You know I wouldn’t cheat on you on purpose!” Fletcher tried, then remembered China and gulped. Valkyrie thought for a second then looked at the Reflection who was still on her knees, she glanced at Fletcher, noticing that his...

1.1K Views

Likes 0

My life pt 7

Part 7 of ? I woke up. Then went in to the shower. I Just stood there, letting the water run over me. I cleaned myself. as i was finishing. Kelly walked in. she got into the shower. But as she tried to touch me i got out and dried myself. whats wrong she said i don't want to i said I did but i was not going to let her decied when i did it like last night. I went into the living room. Sara was sitting on the couch. what you watching i said just some tv nothing special...

1.4K Views

Likes 0

...

491 Views

Likes 0

Milkshake

Milkshake Jenna was a petite probably 18-year-old girl in summer camp (happy xnxx??). She enjoyed activities such as swimming, archery, minibikes, and horseback riding. Everything was going great, except she always got hungry late at night. Dinner was at 6, but she had trouble sleeping, and come midnight, she was desperate for a snack. Being around 18, her hormones were kicking in, and was interested in all things sexual. Jenna: If only there was a fat load of cum, I could swallow, that would hit the spot… (Jenna thought) She preferred to sleep in a silk nightie with no underwear. The...

1K Views

Likes 0

Decadent

Copyright 2003 FK Publications “ Mmmmm..., yea, Lisa...yea...keep it up...yea..., lick..., lick me!” Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Her hairs short and dark, Lisa licked away at her blond friend’s cunt, both twenty one year old girls all naked and alone in the motel room, enjoying themselves, getting off at each other’s touch. “ Oh Lisa..., oh, oh, yessss!”, cried long-haired blue-eyed Sue as Lisa’s tongue went deep down into the blond’s pussy, going on and on for the next three minutes! Finally, Sue exploded, “ Yessss..., yea...I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna cumm!” Five seconds later, Lisa’s lips were all wet and sticky, the...

913 Views

Likes 0

Chronicles of a Paper Boy part 2

Paper Boy Ch. 2 by Dunchad© My evening paper round, as you probably remember was getting very interesting, and I still had it after a year of my encounter with the ladies living down the adjacent road. To my disappointment my lovely pair had gone away for the Christmas break, so as you could imagine I was Very horny from my lack of sexual activity. And I needed some relief quickly. It was the Christmas break so I was off, and it had been suggested to me that I do some tipping along my round to make buying presents possible. Before...

879 Views

Likes 1

Invitation to dinner

This tale is about a young housewife. She has straight shoulder length brunette hair. Her face is slightly freckled with an upturned nose and grey eyes. She is very curvaceous with big boobs. I've based her on Yasmin Bleeth from Baywatch and so called her Yasmin Bleat. Her husband Tony works in the small town's only real business the tyre factory. He is a junior manager in the business owned by the local rich family the Beavis brothers. The pay is poor and he works very hard to support them. But today he isn't there. ******************** The factory gates opened and...

693 Views

Likes 0

Rich boys love 24

When i went into havreys house we sat and walked about things harvey was making it sound like we wasnt going to last much longer then he asked me how much longer do you think we will last i was so shocked and upset by the question he just asked me i walked out of his house and i drove home. on the way home harvey must have called my cell aleast 5 times but i kept my eyes on the road and let my phone go to voicemail. when i got home i went on my twitter and i was...

1.9K Views

Likes 0

Creamed Milk Maid

Creamed Milk Maid Kelsey Diaz had always had boys after her, even in elementary school. There was just something about her that seemed to draw them in. She didn’t really understand it when she’d been a kid, but it had become at least somewhat more obvious when she’d hit high school. Kelsey was a pretty mix of latino and Native American, roughly one-quarter Native American so far as she knew. But what it meant for her physically was that she was what boys called a “total hottie”. She secretly suspected that sometimes they just wanted to get with her to get...

1.4K Views

Likes 0

The amazing life of toothpick (first 3 chapters with fix grammar)

The story of toothpick My name is john Tucker and in all the years of my life, I have no history of romance. My sweetheart is my right hand. Why you ask? Because I have a big problem, well I guess you can say a small problem (pun intended). You see I was born with a small dick. How small you ask? I’m 18 in my last year of high school, and my dick is the size of a toothpick. Hence I got the nick name toothpick growing up. I mean everyone calls me by this stupid ass nick name. My...

1.4K Views

Likes 0

Popular searches

Share
Report

Report this video here.