part 72

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we were back in the elevator after eating at crazy sushi. we didn't talk about what happened in the car because it was a mistake

a good one

it was now 9pm and i needed a cigarette. just 6 more months till i can finally drink

i play with the ends of my hair as we both wait for the elevator doors to open so we can go to the apartment

"do they always take this long?" i ask

"no" he looks over at me, "impatient?"

"yes, i am very impat-"

"shut up" he interrupts me, shaking his head and pressing the glowing button again

i cross my arms and stare at him. he can be the biggest asshole at times. we've been waiting for 5 minutes for this stupid elevator

"did i make you mad?" he turns his head

i don't bother to answer him and thank god the door finally opened. i was the first to walk in and he followed behind me

he pressed the bottom and the doors closed. my back was against the left wall and his was against the right, our bodies were facing each other

my arms still crossed and his in his pockets. "you're a dick"

"okay?" he chuckles, "say something that will actually hurt"

i scoff, "you not being able to come should be enough to hurt your ego"

it surprises me that he has never came on a girl, he did say he only did once. i wonder what happened to her, if he still thinks about her?

"that was good" he claps, "now my turn"

"wha-"

"you're hotter as a brunette" he smiles

"that was a backhanded compliment" i say, he's still calling me hot but i prefer blonde

"your nipple piercings are showing" he winks and my eyes widen

i look down at my shirt and cover them with my hands, "why are you staring"

"never saw you as a girl to get nipple piercings" he takes his shades off and his piercing blue eyes stare at my lips

"come here" he rasp

"no" i move my hair to the front of my body to cover my nipples

he unbuttons his suit showing his tattooed chest and torso, of course he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath it

i can't help but stare. he was covered. i've only ever seen him in tuxedos and a hoodie. he was mainly always covered

he's enjoying this as much as i am, i slowly pull my eyes to his face as he has a stupid smirk on his face, his dimples showing

"come here" he repeats

i take a step closer to him, only one foot away from his feet. joey has tattoos but not as many

"did they hurt?" i raise my hand and touch his skin

his skin was soft and felt like skin? i don't know why i expected it to feel different, maybe cause it's giovanni and i don't even think of him as a human

"nothing hurts me elena" he grabs my wrist with force and moves my hand down slowly to his dick, he pushes my hand up and my jaw drops

"you're hard" i look down at his pants

"don't flatter yourself, i get hard just don't come" he chuckles

he lets go of my wrist and stares at my hand position, i palm him harder and a moan falls out his mouth

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