SOFIA
The next day.
Joaquin had an intense stare as he watched me hit the stop button on the elevator. I wasn’t a prude or anything, but I knew they probably had cameras in the elevator watching us. I switched in front of him slowly and unbuttoned my coat.
“Cover your ears,” Joaquin said.
“Why?”
As soon as the words left my mouth, Joaquin lifted his g*n and shot at the camera up top as the bell rang.
“OMG!”
“Sweetheart, I warned you to cover your ears,” he spoke and reached out and pulled me in close. He locked his eyes with mine and captured my lips as he kneaded my breasts through the shirt. I turned us with his back against the wall and I slid down in front of him and unbuckled his pants. I lingered over the tip in admiration and licked up the bead of precum that oozed out. Based
