Undisclosed Desires

17. Use Somebody

His large hands trail your body underneath the oversized shirt to feel your skin.

The smell of his cologne fills your nose, intoxicating you with his tongue intertwining with you. His teeth clash with yours as he makes you understand with his body that he meant what he said.

"I said. Do you understand?" His voice filled with jealousy, and hunger, vibrates your drunken skin.

"Yes." You whisper, not even realizing it yourself that you agreed with his statement.

"Good." He flips your body over, your flushed cheek rests on the icy elevator doors, as his hands roam your hips, sliding your pants off of your body.

The elevator dings as he presses the emergency stop button, wasting no time as he unbuttons his pants.

Hastily and impatiently, he plunges his penis inside you, instantly making your entire body tremble with a single thrust.

His hips begin to rock into you, deep thrust, shaking the floors beneath.

One hand at your hips, the other leaving his mark, smudging his palm against the elevator doors.

Your hot breath leaves a foggy impact on the metal doors as your sinful moans fill the four walls of the elevator.

Grabbing a fit full of your hair, he brings your body closer to his chest, making sure you can see the reflection of him pounding you. "who do you belong to?" He grunts.

"Fuck." You moan. You bend to his will as he hits that spot deep within your walls that make your legs shake.

"Answer me," his fingers grip your hips tightly, fastening the pace, deepening his thrust, awaiting your answer.

He was fully clothed, and yet it was much more erotic. With his black suit hugging his flexed muscles, his neatly made attire became unruly with every rocking motion.

And the way his eyes, filled with lust, stare at you through the reflection.

"You." You try to say in between the intense pounding, the pleasure flowing through your body.

"Tsumu." You moan as you feel his girth hugging your insides tightly. You would happily repeat yourself, as many times as he demands, so you can continue to feel the pleasure throughout your body.

"That's fucking right." He growls, sinking his teeth onto your nape, causing you to whimper at the pain.

Releasing the grip on your hair, both of his hands rest on your waist. You can feel it, your walls tightening, your hips pushing back on their own, wanting more.

Your moans echo throughout the elevator as you sinfully scream his name.

Because if anyone can hear the dirty things happening inside the elevator, they need to know who was responsible.

"Fuck, maybe I should make you jealous more often." You say as your tingling body rests on the leather seats.

"I wasn't jealous." He scoffs.

"Oh yeah? Maybe I should go back to the bar then. That man was—"

"—don't finish that sentence." He grits his teeth.

"Was not as hot as you." You giggle, latching onto his fingers. Regardless of how adorable he looked, it was enough teasing for the day.

"So you wanted to come to a bookstore? Even though you work at a bookstore?" He curiously asks as you enter the bookstore.

"Lev doesn't stock the good shit—don't tell him I said that." You laugh.

"Oh, I'm telling."

You swerve in and out of the isles, running your fingers through all the books.