Oh, my sweet girl has already given me a nickname. It sends a jolt of excitement to my already sensitive cock and right to my grinchy little heart.
“I’ll give you whatever you want, honey. You want me to fuck this tight pussy with my fingers, or do you want to get eaten in this tiny elevator?” I can’t see her face clearly, but I know her cheeks are flushed. She looks so cute when she’s flustered, but as sweet as she is, I know cute little Emily has a dirty side, too.
“Um, I really want your mouth...but I don’t want to ruin your suit.” She grabs a hold of my suit jacket and kisses me again.
Fuck my suit, I’m totally a-okay leaving this elevator looking like I just won the Super Bowl and had Gatorade poured all over me.
The more I think about it, the more I want to ensure I have enough time to give Emily the experience she deserves. I need to make sure that the maintenance man isn’t going to use the jaws of life on the elevator door the second I get her sweet little bud on my tongue.
Picking Emily up off of my lap, I place her cute little butt on the floor. She lets out a little whine of protest that makes me chuckle. ”Just give me a second. I want to make sure I can take care of you properly.”
I finagle my way over to the control panel and start pushing buttons until I reach the call button.
“Excuse me, how much longer?”
The voice on the other end sounds a little panicked. I don’t think the poor girl has to deal with complaints often. “I’m so sorry, sir, there seems to be a delay. I can’t imagine it would be more than thirty minutes. I promise Heat Haven will compensate you for this inconvenience. Again we are so sorry.”
Oh, if only she knew that I was in absolutely no rush. If Heat Haven wants to give me something for being stuck in an elevator with the most delectable Omega I’ve ever met, I won't refuse.
“No problem, we’re fine in here. Can you do me a favor? Just give us a heads up on when we can expect someone.”
“Absolutely sir, again I apologize,” the voice over the elevator responds.
I get down on the ground so that I don't trip over Emily. I would kill for some light right about now. I want to see how flushed and ready she is for me. Her voice guides me over to where she’s sitting.
“A half-hour?” she rasps out.
“Mm, I needed to make sure I had plenty of time to do all the things I plan on doing to you.” Getting on my knees next to where her legs are crossed together, I remove my suit jacket and start unbuttoning my dress shirt.
“What are you doing?” She’s whispering at this point.
“You said you were worried about my suit jacket, so I’m removing that problem.”
Once my shirt is off, I throw it over to the corner of the elevator and start rubbing her left thigh.
“You gonna lay back for me?” I ask her.
She obeys and lays back on the floor. I realize at that moment how uncomfortable this position is for her. Patting around the floor until I find my shirt and jacket, balling it up, I place it under her head.
“Is that better, sweetheart?”
I feel her nodding her head up and down. “Honey, you’re gonna have to use your words. I’m not going to be able to read your face in the dark, only your body language. Can you do that for me?”
I’m laying down next to her, supporting myself on one elbow. Kissing her gently, my hand slides from her hip to her chest. Gently, I pull the top of her dress down and free one of her breasts. Thank god her dress is made of some sort of jersey knit material, making it easy to move.
“Yes. Yeah. I can do that,” her voice is breathy and seductive. Her scent was already overwhelming the small space, but it seems to have gotten thicker.
Once I have one of her breasts free, I start kissing and sucking on her nipple. I wish I could see what color they are. I bet they’re like her cherry red lips.
Cupping her other breast with my other hand, I give it a tight squeeze. “Do you like when I touch these beautiful tits, Emily?
“Mmm, yes. Don’t stop.”
Wasn’t planning on it.I want her squirming and begging me to stop by the end of this. I listen to her request and continue sucking, kissing, and licking each of her breasts. They fit perfectly in my palm, fuck I can’t wait to see them in the light of day. Emily rubs her thighs together, no doubt looking for the relief that I promised her.
I bunch up the skirt of her dress, pushing the hem over her hips. Slipping my hand between her thighs, I rub the seam of her silk panties. Fuck, I wish I knew what color they were. I’m going to guess that Emily likes to match and they’re black like the dress she’s wearing today. She is soaking wet. I’ve of course known how wet Omegas get but witnessing it in person,goddamn. I slide one side of her underwear to the left so I can have full access to her slick cunt. Lightly tracing my knuckle down her wet folds, I take a deep breath to center myself. The inner Alpha in me just wants to rip off my pants and rut the shit out of her. I need to savor this, and I want to see how many times I can make Emily come before we’re released from this tiny box of pleasure.
“All this for me, honey?” Her hips tilt, but don’t hear her say anything. I slide one digit inside of her warm pussy.
