Madison
The doors slid open on the next floor. A few people shuffled out, and others squeezed in. Alexander's hand lifted briefly, only to return once the doors closed again. This time, his fingers dug in, kneading gently.
What was he doing in this elevator anyway? He had his own private one, for Christ's sake. Yet here he was, playing grab-ass in a crowd of clueless coworkers. I wanted to kill him.
Another floor, another shuffle of bodies. Someone stepped back, pushing me further into Alexander. His hard c**k slid against me, a steely length that sent sparks dancing up my spine. I gasped, disguising it as a cough.
The woman next to me shot me a concerned glance. I managed a weak smile, my face burning.
He shifted slightly, c**k pressing deeper into the cleft of my ass. I could feel e
