Elevator Hitch Ao3 Novels & Stories

Ana and Marcos were pressed against the cold wall of the elevator, panting like animals after a savage fuck, their sweaty and trembling bodies still joined in the aftermath of an explosive orgasm. His cock, now softening, slowly slipped out of her pussy, leaving a sticky trail of mixed cum and juices that dripped down Ana’s inner thighs, splattering onto the dirty elevator floor in hot, pungent pools. The smell was overwhelming — a heavy mix of accumulated sweat, fresh cum, and aroused cunt that filled the confined air like a filthy, forbidden perfume, wrapping around them like fog.

I looked down at the screen to see a new text from Adrian. “Use elevator number three and bring your pretty ass over to the rooftop.” I glared at the screen. Fuck you, Adrian. I rushed toward the third elevator and pressed the button. The doors slid open instantly, and just as I stepped inside and pressed the button for the rooftop, the app must have been dialed up to a higher setting. A heavy, throbbing sensation hit me full force, making me groan out loud as the elevator began to rise. My knees went weak, and I had to press my back against the mirrored wall of the elevator just to stay upright while the intense pleasure washed over me.

Mayor Kingsley reacted first, rushing frantically toward the bald man. However, after just a few steps, his body convulsed, and he also fell, his head hitting the ground, staining it red. The banquet turned into chaos as panic erupted, and people scattered in all directions. Blood splattered like beautiful, vibrant flowers blooming one after another. It was so beautiful. Calmly, I pulled a match from my pocket. I had prepared for this day for two years. Over those two years, Eve and I had slowly collected gasoline, soaking the altar floor with it.

“Zoom in. That guy—he’s wearing a technician’s uniform, but I don’t recognize his face.” “Send this to Marcus. Track him. I want to know who he is,” Hunter ordered. “But sir… what about the elevator?” “If you can’t override it through the system, then open it manually!” --- Not long after, two engineers pried open the elevator doors on the eighth floor with heavy tools. Slowly, the doors creaked apart, revealing Evalina slumped on the floor. Hunter appeared behind the engineers and jumped down into the lift. “Evalina!” he called out, rushing toward her.

I pressed the elevator button and the car started to rise to the top floor. I couldn't help slipping my hand inside the elastic waistband of my pants and thong to feel my own wetness! I could feel my clit getting swollen to the max as I rubbed it quickly to heighten my sexual state. The elevator opened and I stepped out of the car. The place was obviously deserted since it was still raining. I made my way over to the bathroom and opened the door. The light was off inside and as I reached around to turn it on, I felt his hand grab my wrist and pull me inside as the door closed.

I trembled when his thumb tickled my asshole and moaned loudly. Soon, one of the other elevators near us was filled with people and I tried to push away from the wall, but he held me in place. "Enjoy the sensations, Kitten, give them a show, they don't know who you are." He said, still rubbing my clit. I noticed that most of the people on the other elevator were looking at us and dropped my head. "Look up at them, Kitten. They would give anything to be us right now." Adrian said, inserting two of his fingers inside me and rubbing my clit with his thumb.

Her scent, subtle and clean, mingled with the stale air, intensifying the charged atmosphere. The back of the neck—fragile, sensitive—was like an open invitation to the senses. His breath inadvertently swept against it, sending a shiver down her spine. The reaction was palpable, sparking an electric awareness between them. Ava stiffened, her fingers brushing the cold steel railing, trying to ground herself as fragmented memories of that night resurfaced. Alexander felt it too—the undeniable pull ignited by the intimate confines of the elevator, their heartbeats echoing in sync with the weight of unspoken tension. His mind raced to rationalize the sensation. Suspension bridge effect, he thoug

Suddenly, the elevator door opened while they were still kissing. There was a person at the elevator door. He scratched his head awkwardly, indecisive whether to enter or not. After a good thought, he decided to step into the elevator as it was a public facility after all. However, Mia and Neil were still hugging and kissing each other. Neil was touching her at some inappropriate places, he wanted to take Mia's clothes off. When she felt a chill on her body, Mia quickly realized that they were still in the elevator. When she opened her eyes and saw another person inside the elevator, she was startled and hid behind Neil immediately, "There's a ghost, Neil!"

I hiss trying to fight off the jolting pain that coursed through my muscles. Roughly, I’m pulled to my feet and dragged into the elevator. I reached out to Note, hoping she can connect with Duke, unfortunately, we are not marked and mated so they have no connection. Mind linking is too risky at this time.

he says, biting into my neck and thrusting his cock against my ass. I let out a soft moan as I reach back, cupping the back of his head. “Oh, there will be much celebrating going on, I can promise you that.” Sathariel stands up straight, as do I as he signals to one of his men. The man speaks into a walkie-talkie, and after a few moments of waiting, the elevator doors open. My eyes widen and my blood begins to boil as I watch Castor of all people, step out of the elevator.