If I thought I had a blush before, I think my entire face might look like a tomato right now. I like this man's dirty words. I kinda want him to taste me, too. Maybe it would be good practice, ya know? Get me ready for my heat with Alphas I don’t know. Just as I’m feeling bold and ready to make the first move, the elevator shakes again and then all the lights flicker off.Mothersmucker!
Chapter three
Emily’seyesgowidewhen I tell her how badly I want her at this moment. I’m honestly concerned about how hard my dick has been and for how long, with no release. She leaned into me like she wanted me to kiss her. Then the elevator started shaking again. The lights started flickering before they completely shut off.
Emily's breathing is heavy, almost like she’s on the verge of a panic attack. I blindly try to find her back so I can start soothing her when the elevator shakes again.
She lets out a high-pitched yelp and I feel her trembling. Folding my legs, I grab her by the waist and place her on my lap. She lets out a contented sigh.
“You’re okay, honey.”
Her small fists are holding on to my suit jacket with a death grip. I rub her back with my knuckles in small strokes. I know the poor woman is terrified, but I’m sickly and keenly aware of how perfectly she fits in my lap.
“What can I do to help, Emily?”
Still trembling a bit, but at least breathing evenly, she replies, “Do you have any embarrassing stories?”
“Hmm, in college my pants ripped while playing drunk twister, everyone saw my whole bare ass.” She laughs lightly.
“Why weren't you wearing any underwear?”
“It was college. Unless I came home to see my Ma, I rarely had clean clothes.”
“I’m sure no one minded seeing your butt. It’s probably really nice.”
Something about her innocent dirty talk does it for me. She nuzzles herself against my chest and takes a deep inhale of my scent.
“Emily, are you saying you want to see my ass?”
I still can’t see much. There’s a little emergency light in the elevator, but it’s still dark as fuck in here. My strokes against her back are getting closer and closer to her peachy ass, but she doesn’t seem to complain.
“I’m just saying I wouldn’t mind.”
“Well, just so you know, I marked no on the check box for having anything put in my ass on the questionnaire.” She laughs, no longer trembling from fear, but from enjoying herself. When she turns around and straddles my lap, my hands immediately go to her thighs. I give them a gentle squeeze and she leans in to whisper something to me.
“Well, just so you know, Griffin, I checked yes for that box,” she says.
That's it, I’m done. A man can only have so much restraint before he loses it. The scent of her arousal has made its way up my nose and embedded itself in my hippocampus forever. My cock is so hard it has its own pulse at this point.
I want to make sure this is what she wants, though. I don’t want to just initiate something and have her regret it later. I know the pull works both ways between Omegas and Alphas, but I don’t want to take advantage.
“Honey, can I kiss you?”
Her face is so close to mine that I can sense her smile. “Yes, please,” she whispers in that barely there southern accent. I don’t need to be told twice.
I slide Emily firmly against me so she can feel how hard I am for her, and so I can rub against her hot little cunt. She's wearing a dress, so it's just her panties acting as a barrier between us. Keeping one hand on her thigh, I bring the other to her jaw. She leans a little closer into me and I groan before our lips touch.
Tasting her cherry lip gloss on her full lips makes me wonder how she tasteseverywhere else. I trace her jaw with my hand before tangling my fingers in her shoulder-length hair. Emily's hands shift up and she cups my face.I’ve never been happier to be stuck in an elevator in my entire life.
Emily grinds on me. I feel how wet her panties are getting. If I leave this elevator without a wet spot on my slacks, I permit someone to strip me of my membership here. I can’t remember the last time I did anything with a woman while still keeping our clothes on, but fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life. Emily makes a breathy moan that surges right to my dick.
Our tongues intertwine and I think I’m addicted to anything cherry flavored from this day forward. I hope the maintenance man just forgets about us and we can live in this elevator forever, just making Emily feel good and smelling her scent all day long.
One of her hands has made its way into my hair and she pulls my head back slightly. I didn’t think this sweet Omega had it in her to take control, but here she is.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” She moans at the term of endearment, but she is, she's fucking sweet. One taste won't be enough.Is it improper to eat pussy in an elevator?Not that I’ve ever cared about being proper, but I only want to take this as far as Emily is willing.
“Will you make me come, Griff?”
