Threesome In the Elevator 3

Evan's erection stayed with him for almost an hour before his cock finally became lax. By then, he was already at home, in the luxurious tenth floor condo he'd been living in alone for the past four years. His erection would have died down earlier if not for the memories of Lila and Harper's torture occupying his mind on the elevator ride up. It took him a few minutes after walking into his house before he could finally rid himself of his discomfort in his pants. Taking off his shirt, he tossed it on the long, leather sofa in the living room. All he had on was his singlet as he headed to the small bar in one corner of the living room.

Retrieving a glass from a nearby shelf, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the bar and poured himself a shot. He downed it immediately, then he poured himself another. Unsatisfied, he grabbed the bottle alone and made his way across the large, tastefully furnished living room. He stood in front of the floor to ceiling windows that served as protection