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He turns around and searches for the phone usually hidden behind a panel. When he finds it, he pries it open and picks up the red handset.
“Hello?” he says before waiting a minute. “The elevator seems to be stuck… There’s two of us. Okay. Thank you.”
He hangs up the phone and faces me. “It’ll be back up and running as soon as the generator kicks in.”
I sigh with relief and sag against the back wall of the car. Sweat prickles along my hairline and my mouth feels dry.
“Hey,” Ford whispers, approaching me slowly.
He places his hands on the wall, on either side of my body, caging me in. I should feel trapped, but the way his eyes are locked on me, so full of worry and compassion, I don’t. I feel safe.
“It’ll be okay.”
I manage a half smile. “Distract me.”
“Tongue, fingers, or cock, princess?”
I roll my eyes. “Is it always about sex?”
“Not always, but it’s the best distraction.”
“Then why make me choose?”
He growls and drops to his knees, inhaling as he presses his nose against the center of my body.
“I can smell your pussy.” Ford flicks open the button of my jeans before tugging them down to my thighs. His breath feels hot against my bare skin as it brushes against my thighs. “You smell like fucking candy.”
His fingers hook around the waistband of my panties as he drags them down, exposing me even more.
“Fuck, princess,” he moans before his fingers part my folds, his tongue swiping along my seam.
A soft moan escapes my lips as I flatten my palms against the wall of the elevator. He keeps me spread open with the fingers of one hand while he buries his tongue deep in my slit, licking and teasing me.
I look down at him through my lashes and feel proud. I brought a man like Ford Harmon to his knees. He is on the ground worshipping me, feasting on me. A new confidence blooms inside me and my anxiety over being trapped in a small space dissolves.
I let go of the wall and dig my fingers into the thick curls on top of Ford’s head. My hips buck as I grind my pussy against his face. His approval hums straight through me, sending ripples of desire up my spine.
Ford wraps his free hand around my waist, holding me steady as my body tenses and an orgasm explodes inside of me.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “Oh, fuck.”
He laps at me slowly as aftershocks make their way through my body. I look down to find him staring up at me, his face glistening from my orgasm.
“What’ll it be next? Cock or fingers?”
The elevator jolts to life, sending us both askew.
“I guess you’ll have to wait to find out,” I tease him as I pull up my panties and jeans. “And you need to get the security footage from this elevator deleted. Permanently.”
