The Game Of Lust

Elevator love scene

I rushed into the elevator, I was determined to get the coffee before the threatening rain would start.

I was the only one in the elevator, doing down. Suddenly the doors opened, I looked up and found Cole standing in front of me, he wore a brown jacket and black jeans. My composure began to scramble about, in a nervous frenzy. What should I say? What should I do? I was worried. I moved to the corner, hoping I would disappear before he could say anything. For two straight weeks I was running from all that he would say, knowing that I wouldn't be in control of whatever would happen next. I was insane about him or rather, madly insane.

The moment he stepped in, it was him and that sweet scent that followed him everywhere. I could discern it was him even with my eyes closed.

“Dalton.” he greeted me as he noticed me. I smiled briefly and prayed for nothing but silence from him. As I remained in the corner, biting my nails. The elevator stopped moving and shut down on the eighth floor.

Cole calmly walked to the door and pushed the emergency button. The speaker came on and a voice said, “The elevator has shut down due to the power outage, please be patient, the situation will be handled quickly.”

“Oh for God's sake, why now!,” I thought to myself.

The rain came down like rocks pouring from the sky. I could hear it from the elevator. I was terrified. Cole turned to me, “Don't worry Ms Dalton, everything will be fine. ” he assured with a smile.

I filled my mind with distractions, fighting the urge to jump into his arms. He then glanced at me yet again.

“I can't take this anymore! ” Cole snapped as he rushed to me and collected me in his strong arms.

He joined his lips to mine in a passionate kiss, he kissed me again, and again, until I could taste nothing else but him. His touch gives me a feverish feeling. He took his arm around my waist , the other went down and picked up my thigh. His kisses got deeper and more passionate as he gripped my thigh.

I couldn't stop him, in his arms I had no control of myself.

I feel his lips against my neck, soft and tender, so gentle I was burning up. I took my fingers up to his hair, and I couldn’t open my eyes.

Savouring the taste of him. the strength of his arms around me. I got the scent of his cologne, the faint smell of cigarette smoke. I felt so many unexplainable sensation.

“How could I ever run from this man?” I asked myself. I melted into him as his fingers went between my thighs, I was already wet. He continued to kiss me and our tongues meet, the pressure of his lips. He stopped and the looked at me and I looked right back.

I placed my hand on the back of his neck. I pulled him towards me. And I kissed him, pouring out all the passion I'd been holding back. I kissed him some more. And he kept kissing me back.

My fingertips graze the nape of his neck, the sound of rain was overrun by the sounds of our lips, my body shuddered. He caressed my thighs and pushed himself between them as he lifted my feet from the floor. I could feel the bulge brushing gently against my p*ssy. As he kissed me he began to press his c**k against me, grinding hard. Breathing on my neck.

He pulled my panties to the side and traced my folds with the tip of his c**k. “Not here,” I whispered.

“This is your fault … I can't hold back when you're this close to me,” he pushed in his c**k, drilling into my wet hole, till all of it disappeared into me. I was grabbing as much of his jacket as I could. Bitting my lips shut. Fighting back the moans but it felt too good, he held both my ass cheeks spreading them apart, he pressed and pulled and pressed in again. I could no longer bring myself to worry about the sudden power outage. Or the fact that we were stuck in the elevator.

“Ahh! ” I moaned as he picked the pace, his balls slapping against my ass. “Don't stop! ” I murmured throwing my head in the heat on of passion and arched back. Shivers passed through my body. I tightened him between my hips. Expanding me, I could feel his c**k grow harder. With every stroke, I felt a overwhelming feeling of pleasure jerking me backwards. He groped my breast through my blouse, caressing and rubbing his hands against them.

I felt raw, and exposed, this man no matter my efforts would always make a mess me. The hunger he put into me, driving his c**k, in and c**k, let them see us, let the power come back on and let them see us, the wild animals we were. Work clothes scattered about the elevator, I had no worries, what happened to etiquette and manners? I wondered as we tinted the polished walls of the elevator with our body sweat. Paula would be ashamed of me, so I would never tell her, Vivian would think of me as pathetic, the man I'd spent weeks and weeks unend, cursing for humiliating me, the man I wanted to bury and drown in all the anger I felt.

Wallowing in the pleasure that just began, I moaned and just as it started, it ended quickly as the power returned. He put me down and zipped his fly, the kicked up his jacket, he was in no rush though he was breathing heavily. I hurriedly buttoned up my blouse, and pulled down my skirt, which was rolled all the way up to my waist. I brushed my hair back with my fingertips, panting heavily.

The door opened and Cole walked out as majestically as he'd walked in.

With no words said. As the door closed, I dropped down to the floor. The abruptness of it all left a sick feeling in me, my knees were weak and I was still burning inside. No matter how great the s*x would be I would always never feel good about myself in the end. Perhaps the reason for my agony was because It was never done the way I often fantasize about. Waking up with someone next to me, cuddling and making love. There was a different between them; making love and simply f*cking. I wanted to be made love to. Cole and I had only had s*x three times and I despised all experiences, not because they were amazing but they left me with a feeling of emptiness. I could smell him on me, I could still taste him in my mouth. The rained stopped by evening and everyone hurried home before it could get any worse.

I couldn't stay alone with all the emotions I felt, I thought it best to go somewhere I wouldn't have to die in my thoughts. I drove to Vivian's house and knocked in her door. There was no response, I could hear things crashing on the floor and noisy movements, the creaking of a chair.

“Vivian! ” I called and knocked louder. The noise stopped abruptly and I heared footsteps approaching the door from the other side. The door unlocked and opened, before me was Chris, Vivian's most recent boyfriend.

“Hey! Regina,” he smiled, sweat streaming down face, he stretched his hand for a handshake.

“I don't think I want to shake those hands, I don't know where they've been,” I shifted away.

He threw his head back in laughter and let me in. Vivian was rushing into her clothes, still shirtless she turned to me, her n*****s pointing at me.

“What's up Gina?!” she smiled happily. “Can you both put some clothes on?!” I begged, shielding my eyes from Chris's shirtless body as well.

“You heard her! put some clothes on,” Vivian said and smacked his back with the shirt she was holding.

“You too Viv!, ” I added

“What?, haven't you seen me shirtless before?,” she asked.

“Put the shirt on! ” I snapped

Vivian pouted stubbornly and slipped into her shirt. “What brings you here?” Chris asked, zipping up his pants.

“I came to see my friend … What are you doing here?”

“Same reason you are here but in a more intimate way ... which you interrupted. ”

“Chris! ” she called, he looked at both of us and smiled. “Alright then I shall leave you both to it,” he picked up a bunch of keys and his sweat shirt and headed for the door.

“Wait! You're forgetting something! ” Vivian shouted, he rushed back into and placed an intimate kiss on her lips. “I'll see you tomorrow.” he muttered and rushed back out.

“Oh give me a break,” I rolled my eyes. “look at you being all jealous. ”

“I'm not jealous of you guys, you're both … gross. ” I mumble the last word.

“I heard that!”

“whatever”

“Have a seat” she pointed to the couch, I placed my bottom on the couch, I suddenly realized that that was probably the chair they were messing around on. I stood quickly and planted my butt on a different chair.

“you're such a i***t,” Vivian laughed and shook her head. “We did it on all the chairs,”

I stood up quickly, peering suspiciously at all the chairs. Vivian laughed boisterously, “I'm just kidding!”

“Oh my Gawd Viv!.”

“What can I get for you? ”

“I'm hungry so I'll eat anything, ”

She headed to the kitchen, I heard ceramic plates knocking against each other.

“ Chris made pasta, would you like some? ” she yelled from the kitchen.

“I don't want to eat his pasta!”

“Well that's all I've got and it's really tasty,”

I stood up and joined her in the kitchen. “What do you like about him? ” I asked.

She pressed her lips together and turned to me, “everytime people ask me that question, I always talk about the day we met” she explained “I had went all the way to Konclid to paint the scenery for a client of mine, It was raining by the time I got back and the frame couldn't fit in my backpack, It was covered in brown paper but that wasn't enough to keep it from getting wet, then this guy runs up to me from a restaurant with an umbrella in his hand, he saw me struggling. He didn't know me and I didn't know him either, he got drenched in the rain, trying to help me, at the end of it all he helped me get a cab and he didn't ask for my name or my phone number,”

I watched her speak and the dreamy smile on her face.