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Liam kissed me hungrily, sliding his tongue into my mouth and swallowing down my soft moans. He grunted softly, and his hands roamed my body. He groped my breasts through my shirt, then pulled at my pencil skirt. Nails grazed my bare thighs, and I grabbed a handful of his hair. The moment I pulled, he moaned thickly and my core throbbed with need.
I needed something. Anything.
“Do you think you can handle me?” Liam asked huskily, his lips writing the words against my cheek.
“Easily.”
He kissed me hard, making my lips ache and then he disappeared down between my legs. I slid from the wall and hit the floor as Liam pulled my panties down and replaced the fabric with his own mouth against my pussy.
“Fuck, you’re already soaked.”
I blushed so hard my cheeks became like the sun. I had no words, not when Liam’s tongue delved against me with such enthusiasm that all I could do was moan. Throwing a hand over my mouth, I bit down on my fingers so that the sound escaping me was minimal. I didn’t know how soundproof these elevators were and I wasn’t taking any risks.
Beyond this.
“Fuck,” I gasped, my words muffled.
Liam’s tongue pressed hard against me on long, flat strokes; then his tongue became a hard point that glided between my outer lips right to my clit. He wrote poetry against me, bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm, but just as my thighs tightened around his head and my hips arched, he pulled away with a chuckle.
Eyeing him, his face was flushed, and my juices gave his light beard a soft gleam.
“I’m so close,” I whined, reaching for his hand. “Why did you stop?”
“Because I want you to come on my cock,” Liam replied, crawling over the top of me.
I glimpsed the tent in his pants and reached for his belt to help him free his cock from the confines of his slacks. Our mouths collided and we moaned together, then he nibbled down the length of my jaw to my neck. From there, he licked and kissed down to my collar bone and as his tongue dipped into the hollow of my throat, his thick cock slid inside me in two thrusts.
I started to moan loudly, and Liam chuckled, then covered my mouth with one hand. Lifting his head, he stared down into my eyes and then began to fuck me.
This was surreal. I was lying on the floor of a busted elevator, fucking Liam with the horniness of a teenager when anyone at all could pry open those doors and see us. The thought of getting caught, however, was exhilarating. Tingles rushed over my entire body, settling in my thighs when I wrapped my legs around Liam’s hips. I grasped his wrist with one hand and reached for his face with the other.
His soft pants brushed over my palm. Then he turned his face into my hand and kissed along my fingertips. Drowning in my own moans, my eyes rolled back as each powerful, frantic thrust brought me closer and closer to orgasm.
From the sounds of Liam’s grunting, he wasn’t far behind him.
“Fuck, Callie,” he moaned. Breaking away from my hand, his head tipped up toward the light above us and his hips rapidly lost their rhythm.
I was close, so fucking close. Liam hunched over, and his hips became blurred, fucking into me so fast and hard that the friction was like a vibration.
I came with my scream trapped behind Liam’s palm. Pleasure surged through me, followed by a heat like molten lava and I broke out into a prickling sweat. Pulse after pulse of want poured through me, and my core ached. Liam’s orgasm followed three thrusts later and his warmth mingled with my own inside of me.
Only then did he remove his palm and my lipstick left a red imprint on his skin.
“Beautiful,” Liam murmured, kissing me gently on the lips. “You’re fucking fantastic.”
“Not so bad yourself,” I replied breathlessly, meeting each light kiss with a happy one of my own.
Liam had, unknowingly, scratched that insatiable itch inside me and for the first time this week, my mind felt cool.
Suddenly, the elevator clunked and we scrambled apart. We rushed to sort ourselves, and in the frantic flurry of making sure clothes were straight and hair was neat, I didn’t realize Liam had my panties until the doors slid open and he flashed them at me. They ended up in his pocket just as one of the maintenance men stuck his head through the doors.
“Miss Everheart?”
“Yes,” I gasped, fanning myself as an embarrassed heat stole across my skin like a brand.
“Sorry for the wait.”
I brushed him off, accepted his hand and left the elevator. Outside, the air was much cooler. Liam followed, holding my gaze as he handed me the files I had left inside.
