Romans & histoires Elevator Sex Stories

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

I say, my voice low and strained, “is because if I’m not down in sixty seconds, my security detail will come looking for me. And I’d rather not have them walk in on me with my pants down.” Desiree’s smile turns wicked. “Imagine the scandal—the almighty Caspian Hart caught in the act. But honestly, I think it would be hot. Your staff would finally have proof that you have sex” “I’m sure they know I have sex.” “Do they? Really?” I shake my head, pressing the button to get the elevator moving again. We’re almost in the basement, and the tension between us is unbearable. “We’ll finish this conversation in the car, Desiree. If we stay in this elevator one second longer, I might lose all control.”

Another night, she came to his apartment with wine and desperation, and they fucked everywhere—on the kitchen counter with her legs wrapped around him, on the couch with her on her hands and knees, in the shower with hot water running over their skin and steam surrounding them. In the shower, he pressed her against the tile wall, her breasts flattened against the cold surface while he took her from behind. The water made everything slippery, and she gasped and writhed, her hands pressed flat against the wall for balance. "That's it," he whispered in her ear, his hips snapping forward. "Take it. Take all of me." "I want more," she gasped. "I want everything. I want to save you inside me so I

Floor 89: I come again, harder, squirting so hard it splashes the glass and runs in rivulets down to the floor. Floor 98: he spins me, lifts me, pins my back to the glass with my legs over his forearms, and drives upward in short, brutal thrusts that make the whole elevator sway. The city spins below us like a carnival ride. I wrap invisible arms around his neck, bite his shoulder through the ruined shirt, and clench around him deliberately. He loses it. At floor 107 he pulls out, sets me down, spins me again, and bends me over the narrow handrail that rings the capsule.

As his hands squeezed and released her ass, she let herself fall into the flow of her own yearning and when his tongue circled around her clit again, she cried out his name and flooded him with her desire. They didn’t go back to the table. Louis drove her to his apartment. He lowered the lights in his bedroom and lit a candle. With as much restraint as he could, he took the clothes from her body. He saw her looking around his room as she leaned back on her elbows on his bed and knew that he would do anything to make this night be magical for her. He had waited only a few months to share this with her, but she had waited a lifetime. He kissed her. She was more relaxed now, but also more excit

0 have sex will be in an elevator at the Cameron. “Lucas make sure that room is on the top floor,” Max jokes as we head out. We are laughing like idiots as we check and get our key. “Sorry you don’t want to ride in this elevator,” Max closes the door before another couple can get on with us. “I believe the last time you said knock you up.” “I was young and stupid,” I say backing against the wall. “Let’s be those idiots again,” Max kisses me our bodies do the rest against the wall of the elevator.

After all it is a private elevator specifically only for the Bodega wing so unless her mother has decided to come out for fresh air, nobody will be trying to use it. She gasps, her mouth parts. That’s my invitation to lower my lips to hers and slide my tongue along her bottom lip and pull on it softly with my teeth. “Dante,” she breathes out but I can see the quick turning arousal in her already hooded eyes. “Kenna you are so fucking beautiful. All I could think about during our meal was fucking you in the elevator. Have you had elevator sex before?” “No, never, this is the first.”

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

“She lets Gavin keep his job if I tell her things.” “But we were literally just standing there in that elevator, and you made it sound to her like we were having sex against the wall or something.” He snorted. “Oh, I think you two were doing more than just standing there. You were totally making babies with your eyes.” I frowned, really disappointed in myself that I’d ever had any kind of interest in this guy, just as the elevator doors dinged open. Ezra began to step in with us, his briefcase held down to his side, only to jerk to a stop when he realized who was already inside.

Still, as I rode the elevator up to the twentieth floor, I didn't rue the hangover as much as I might have. With her choices being too much alcohol or a session with my vibrator, I'd be damned if I'd had a battery-powered orgasm thinking about Dangerous Crimson. Not that he was going to find out that he made me so horny I could barely see, or even care, but walk, even if she took pain medicine, that was her fuck, where she would know, and she didn't want to satisfy her fanciful image of him, even though she had sex in elevators, she never imagined she'd have sex all day at work.