Stainless steel doors open to an empty elevator. Jeremih's "Oui" plays overhead. We get in. As soon as the doors close, it's almost as if Phoenix pops his top. He releases all his angst, everything he was holding back at the club. Kissing me, pinning to the wall and lifting my shirt as he fondles my breast. The rush of his hurried hands is exciting. He reaches down into my pants, tapping and rubbing my sweet spot.

"Damn," I whisper in mouth.

"So, you were wet?" He swirls his hand in, out and around my honey pot, my wetness dripping on his fingers. He twirls his middle finger around in my pool of wetness.

"Yeah, I was. Am. So what?" I challenge him, drunk with his lust. "What are you gonna do about it?" I ask breathlessly.

Between kisses, he asks, "What am I gonna do about it. She wants to know what I'm gonna do about it." Without warning he unzips my jeans and pulls them down to my ankles. Then he aggressively turns me around to face the wall. He leans in close and kicks my legs as far apart as my jeans will allow. He gulps as he unzips his jeans and whips his cock out in the elevator. "Don't fucking move," he commands before sliding his hand around the front to my honey pot and dipping in, wetting his entire hand. He steps back.

Hands and face against the wall, I dare not move. Behind me, sticky noises of wet skin on skin follow.

He's jagging off!

That's so fucking hot.

Heat and throbbing between my legs make me want to wrap my legs around something, anything. A pole, his pole . . . "Taking chances in this elevator like this." I pant, holding the wall. The excitement of getting caught makes my heart pound, beating as if it's about to take off like a rocket out my chest.

Phoenix press the "Stop" button on the elevator bringing us to a full stop. The jolt of stopping heightens my fear. He pulls my shirt over my head and throws it to the ground. Then he unhooks my bra and throws it to the ground. He steps close behind me, placing a warm hand on my back, he pushes me to the wall. My nipples kiss the cold steel wall, sending chills, making me even wetter. I try to step away.

He pushes me to the wall. "I said don't move." He takes his dick and sticks it up in me. Unapologetically and without warning.

The shock of his girth going that deep that fast causes me to suck in air. My mouth drops as he commences to fuck me as hard as he dares, wild and without regard to getting caught. My come pools around his cock as my body pleads for more.

"Pretending like you don't like to watch," he says in deep concentration.

I grasp the handrail. Each stroke is a delicious punishment, like I'm getting exactly what I deserve for my bad, deviant behavior.

"I know you like it." His breath heats my back side.

He's staring at my ass.

"You like my ass, huh. So, what if I like watching people fuck right in front of me? What are you gonna do about it?"

He forcefully grabs my waist, pulling my hips away from the wall, he positions my ass to open wider for him. He pushes his cock up, hard and fast, repeatedly. "You like it?" He gulps. "How those two guys fucked the same girl?"

"Yes," I acquiesce.

Phoenix responds by going deeper, faster.

"Did you like it?" I challenge.

"Yeah, they fucked her like she wanted to be fucked." Phoenix lifts his shirt over his head.

In this rare moment he isn't in full control, I lift up, pushing away from the wall.

He drops his shirt to the ground. "Like I'm gonna fuck to you."

His warm, bare skin against my back is a welcome change to the cold steel wall. I lean back, embracing him in a hungry, wet kiss as he cups my breasts with both hands. For a moment, everything slows down. Then Phoenix glides his hand down over my nipples, causing them to perk up as he leaves them behind. His hands travel to under my breast, over my rib cage, past my waist and stops at my hips.

"I'm not letting you off that easy." Phoenix pushes me forward onto the wall and walks up forcing me to step closer, so close there's less than six inches between me and the wall. He steps between both my legs locking me in position. Wetness drips down my right leg.

My breasts each greet the cold, sterile wall with a kiss sending shivers over my body. I bite down and grip the handrails. Still inside me, he leans over and kisses me tenderly once more before pulling away abruptly. Out of nowhere he pulls out and rams his cock up in me, harder and faster than I ever imagined, making me impossibly wetter.

"Oh!" I gulp as he palms my love with his whole hand.

Phoenix is a runaway train with no end in sight. He grips my hips with his left hand and my honey pot with his right, teasing my clit with his finger, as he continually pulls down and pushes his cock in and out, in and out, in and out. He's wild and free and careless, breathing heavily in my ear. And I let go and give in to that recklessness.

I've come this far, why not?

I open up down there and arch my back. Phoenix places his left hand on my shoulder, holding me in place as he repeatedly shoves his dick up in me. Harder and harder still.

You're such a slut. Fucking, in public like this.

"You're gonna make come in that pretty pussy," He warns as he positions his dick like a torpedo to hit his target again and again and again. "I'm about to empty this dick in that pretty pussy," he warns. Then he pumps his come into me. "Oh!" He stands still, throbbing inside me. Then he shudders, dropping his last drop.

"Don't stop!" I reach back. "Don't stop."

Still cursed with a hard on, Phoenix picks up speed, getting back into sync with me.

I back into his cock hard, knocking him against the double doors putting a little distance between us. I stand off the wall, quickly removing my ankle boots and jeans. Turning around to stare him in the eyes, I back slowly into against the wall, against the handrail. "What are you gonna do now?" I cock a half smile.

Phoenix seems to welcome the invitation. Before I know it, he's like a bull going for the matador's red cape. He picks me up and pins me against the cold metal wall. With each of my legs balanced on each of his arms, he holds me up positioning himself between my legs. He drops me down hard on his manhood.

"Oh!" I let out a satisfying moan.

With my back against the wall and my legs up in the air, Phoenix has full control. He goes in for round two, sliding in and out, deep and long, over and over and over again. I grip his shoulders and neck, receiving each decadent stroke with an increase in desire.

"I can't have enough of you, ever," I whisper.

He seems motivated by my words. He goes deep and long, faster and faster and faster until I'm floating in his arms and I don't know whether I'm here or there or up or down. And I release. Euphoria flooding my body, relieving me of my craving. Tension leaves my body as I collapse in his arms. Phoenix gently lowers me to the ground, and I stand there, arms wrapped around him to steady myself until I can stand on my own.

He laughs into my mouth. We kiss like it's out last.

"What the fuck was that?" I yell laughing, picking up my clothes and getting dressed.

"Hey!"

"Is that all you got? It's like you were possessed!" I laugh.

Phoenix shrugs. "Hey." He gets dressed.

"You know we're still in the elevator?" I stare at him with huge eyes.

"Hey." He laughs.

Fully dressed, I grab my handbag and straighten out my curls. Phoenix smooths out his clothes then presses the "Stop" button to start the elevator again. The elevator continues its ascent to the top floor and opens. A couple steps inside as we step out. I look back to see the guy leaning in for a kiss.

I elbow Phoenix. "You've started something."

Phoenix sees them kiss just as the door closes. He looks at me and shrugs. "Hey."

"Hey!" I smack his chest. "Don't they have cameras on these elevators?"

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Just when Ari thinks she's in the clear, there's something else nagging at her coat tails. Oh well! C'est la vie! Gotta live, right? And why not have fun doing it.