Project X [18+] [Fanfiction]

Chapter XX: Employees Only

  Behind the employee’s only sign, Shifter and I found ourselves in a long corridor that connected the rear exits of a long line of stores. It was entirely empty without a soul about, and as best I could tell it was a hallway used only at the end of the night when mall employees were leaving for the evening. It was a long, narrow stretch of closed doors, with only a tall stack of folding chairs in the far corner for cover. We were exposed there, obvious and impossible to ignore.

  Naturally, in the heat of the moment we found it the perfect place to press together in a fiercely heated kiss.

  Shifter snatched me by my wrist and yanked me towards him, and our bodies held close together as our lips met. I lifted one of my legs to hitch my knee against his waist, and his hands drifted down to feel the shape of my rear; ignoring my skirt and going directly underneath it. His hands clenched tightly around it, and he pulled forward, forcing me to grind slowly against the bulge in his lap. We remained locked like that for a long moment, and in the distance we could hear the sound of the various businesses continuing their day. Customers were chatting and the ding of cash registers could be heard through the metal doors separating us and them, and it was clear that any noise we made could be under scrutiny.

  When we broke apart our lips were connected with a trail of saliva, and I glanced towards the rear of the hallway, where the folding chairs were stacked. Some cover was better than none.

  It didn’t take us long to make it there; holding each other’s hands as we silently raced towards the end of the hall. By the time we made it, Shifter's hands were upon me again, and he dropped down to his knees as we found ourselves nestled into the corner. If someone came out one of the doors we could conceivably duck down behind the folding chairs, but it was hit or miss whether or not we’d be discovered. The thrill was indescribable, and as my back rested against the wall I lowered my hands, dropping them to his shoulders as he knelt at my feet.

  Shifter reached a hand underneath my skirt and gripped fiercely at my panties; yanking them down without any precursor or warning. Down my legs and over my feet, the garment was stripped from me, and he yanked me down by my shirt collar long enough to pull my head in line with his own. Before he let me stand up once more he balled the wet panties in his firm grip, and suddenly shoved them forward, forcing them past my lips and onto my waiting tongue.

  "To keep you quiet.” He chided me, and my cheeks burned as I realized there was no reasonable way I could resist. When I was allowed to stand once more, Shifter lifted one of my fishnet-clad legs, straddling it over one of his shoulders as he drew his face forward against my slick entrance.

   Instantly I sucked in against the wet panties resting on my tongue, the feel of his mouth against my hood sending shockwaves down my entire body. My head instantly spun as I felt my lover’s mouth against my wet slit, his tongue bouncing back and forth over my folds, and his lips pursed to suckle against my body. My head rolled back as my eyes closed, and I was grateful instantly for the panties locked against my tongue. My moans were silenced for the moment, and instead I countered Shifter's motions with a slow roll of my hips, smearing my moist vagina across his mouth. My hands drifted into his hair, my fingers mixing into his dark locks and holding him, keeping his mouth near my slit.

  I had worked hard to tease him to that point, and I intended to claim my reward from his mouth. As the seconds passed and we heard more and more people bickering in the rooms past the hallway, arousal swept through me like a tempest. Sweat lined my brow and my saliva had drenched my panties; my tongue entwined in the knotted fabric, paying such attention to it that I could tell the difference between the silky cover and the lace ribbon that was attached to the front. Shifter's tongue worked delights against me, and my scent was so thick and heavy that I could smell it in the air, even without straining my senses. If all went according to our designs, the mall’s employee hallway would smell like sex for days.