Romans & histoires Elevator Kiss Henry Danger

By the time the elevator doors closed behind them on the top floor, they were already kissing deeply, and urgently, like they’ve been starving for eachother months and one unfinished storage-room blowjob finally breaking free. Henry pinned her against the mirrored wall, one thick thigh sliding between hers, forcing her legs apart. His mouth devoured hers, tongue stroking deep and demanding, tasting the faint salt of her earlier efforts on his cock. Andrea moaned into the kiss, hands fisting the front of his shirt, pulling him closer as if she could climb inside him. The elevator dinged at the penthouse level and he lifted her without breaking the kiss, carrying her inside with her legs wrapp

Ella said firmly. "And guess what?" Ella said to them, there was no way she'd keep quiet now, she'd make sure to hurt them back. "We just kissed, yes and you see this mark here..." She pointed at the hickey on her collarbone. "That's the Death lords!" She spat out with a victorious smile on her face. "Are you showing off right now?" Lauren asked. "Stop lieing, the Death lord wouldn't kiss you, maybe one of those guards at the gate gave you that, don't you think girls?" Lauren asked.

"I think that choice has to be mine, Mr. Killian. Certainly any woman with a brain who's been involved with Gabriel Peralta for more than eighteen months knows he doesn't work as an accountant or a salesman. I could have shut the door on this any time. So please don't discuss me as if I weren't here." She thought she saw a smile tugging one corner of the man's mouth but it was gone so quickly she wondered if she was mistaken. Daniel Killian didn't seem like the type of man who smiled very much. He lifted his mug to his mouth, disguising any reaction by taking a long swallow of coffee. "Fine. Those are things we can discuss after we get this current situation under control. I just wanted you

I would first uncover his angle and then proceed from there. The elevator ride up to the sixth floor felt like I would be in there forever. My heels drummed a restless rhythm against the carpet, each tap echoing the frantic nature of my thoughts as I tried to decipher Kade's move. When the doors finally slid open, I spotted the security guard at the end of the hall, near Suite 6. He was a lean man scrolling on his phone with a bored expression. His head snapped up, startled, as I approached. Before he could utter a word, I pushed past him, my heels clicking loudly on the polished floor.

The whole process happened within three seconds, and it seemed extremely cool. Georgie pinched Henry’s chin. “If you don’t want to get beaten up, treat me more respectfully in the future. Don’t get too close for no reason. Also, we are not lovers,” she said. Before Henry could react, Georgie let go of him and walked into the elevator. Henry immediately grabbed his hurting wrist before running after her. However, the elevator door closed on him… The closed door easily separated the two of them, and they were now in two different worlds…

"About the last time we, ah, talked..." "Not here," she said. That... wasn't what you expected. Wait- You glanced up at the ceiling of the elevator but there wasn't an obvious security camera. What if there was one, though? Hidden behind a grill or in a light or something. Fuck, what if people checked it and saw you openly kissing both Gemma and Sabrina? Did a security guard review the footage? Was there one actively watching? In the short time it took to reach the basement, you had started to sweat bullets. Not only were you in a rough position now, but you'd accidentally done that to yourself and the girls before, too.

We stepped into the elevator together and they stopped at the floor just below the rooftop and Henry and I headed straight into the car and our driver opened the doors for us. The second we were seated in the backseat, we stared at each other and laughed out loud keeping our gaze on each other. There was a sliding window that blocked us away from the driver so Henry shut the window as the driver got into the car. “Let’s show them passion.” He said, making me laugh before he latched his lips on mine and kissed me hungrily.

Natalie pressed the close button on the elevator. Her actions were spontaneous. Henry was stunned for a moment. He only managed to snap to his senses after the door was about to close. He planned to rush into the elevator and drag her out. However, the door had closed on him. It hurt so bad! Henry winced in pain and gritted his teeth. Natalie was taken aback. She didn't expect he would rush into the elevator at this time. "Come out!" Ignoring the pain in his shoulders, Henry wanted to drag her out of the elevator.

Henry's finger rose higher and higher, until it was pointing to the very top floor of the building. Katherina decided to play it cool and pretend that she wasn't intimidated by Henry's power. "Haha, you must be joking" she said, laughing in a way that she hoped sounded natural. "Like your office would be on the top floor." Henry narrowed his eyes and fixed her with a cold stare. "Don't underestimate me" he said, his voice low and threatening. Katherina swallowed hard, her bravado suddenly deserting her. Henry turned away from Katherina and strode towards the elevator. He pressed the button for the top floor, and the doors slid open with a soft swoosh. He stepped inside, and the woman who see

“She’s got men with her.” We moved almost at the same time—me stepping forward, Henry already pushing off the wall. He pressed a discreet button on his earpiece, murmuring instructions to security, but I knew better than to trust hotel staff to stop someone like Eve. Her money and her reach made most locks ornamental. We were halfway down the corridor toward the suite when the elevator at the far end opened. The sound was sharp in the quiet hallway—a metallic groan that raised the hair on the back of my neck.