Prologue
She was the sexiest woman I’d seen in a long time…
It was 8 AM on a dull, ordinary Monday morning when I stepped onto the elevator of the seventy floor building I worked in. Several other people got on so I moved to the very back to make room.
As I placed my briefcase down at my feet, I looked up to see a stunning young woman stepping through the doors.
She was dressed in a snug, gray skirt with a slit high up the back. Her blue blouse matched her incredible blue eyes, fitting tightly across her breasts. Her hair was long and softly curled, hanging down her back. She caught my eye quickly, and I winked at her.
She made her way easily to the back of the elevator where I already stood, stopping directly in front of me. She didn’t say a word though, instead turning around and facing forward. I glanced down, admiring her firm ass and the way that it filled her skirt out. The door parted again, my gaze lifting in time to see even more people filing into the elevator. It was getting extremely crowded, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. It was her backing up right into me and against my cock that did.
Slowly, still without speaking, she arched her back and began to move her ass. Almost immediately, my cock grew hard against her.
I shifted, leaning forward and brushing her silky hair from her ear.
“Don’t look at me. Spread your legs,” I commanded her in a whisper.
She sucked in her breath, her body tensing up at my words as if hesitating. Then she parted her legs ever so slightly.
“More,” I whispered again, my chest brushing along her back.
She complied as I eased my right hand up the back of her skirt. Her thighs were velvety smooth as my fingers climbed ever upward. My fingertips brushed the bottom of her lacy panties, curling towards her center and feeling how wet she already was. I pulled her panties to the side, drenching my fingers in her juices willingly. She was all kinds of warm and wet as I rubbed against her already swollen clit, pushing one finger forcefully up inside of her.
Her thighs instantly stiffened, a soft moan escaping her lips. I began to slide my finger in and out of her, gently at first then building to a vigorous finger fucking.
She didn’t turn around once, people continuing to get on and off of the elevator around us. The men on either side of me gave me sly, knowing grins the more that she had to bite back those noises.
Soon I could feel her pussy began to pulsate around my finger, throbbing mercilessly. I’d loved to have bent her over right there and stuck my cock right in her during the throes of her release. She was so tight and ready.
She became more aroused the closer that she got, so much so that I could feel her juices soaking her thighs around my fingers. Suddenly, without warning, her legs clenched as she came. Another tiny moan escaped her lips, breathless even in its quiet release. Several people turned to look as I eased my finger from her, slowly dragging it down her leg. Removing those juices from my hand against her skin instead.
The elevator stopped at the top floor. My floor.
As I made my way toward the front, she followed me out.
“Are you getting off here?” I asked innocently, turning to her with a raised brow. She couldn’t have been, as only my office was on this floor. But I asked regardless.
“I already did, thank you.” She hummed with a bright smile. With that, she blew me a kiss and got back onto the elevator.
Wow, what an amazing start to the day!
“Fuck me, Mr. Blackthorne.”
The hot, sexy blonde pleaded with me as I readied myself to enter her.
I leaned up on my arms gazing into her deep blue eyes. She ran her hands over my muscular chest, her fingers tracing each well-defined muscle. That alone was almost too much. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I’d waited so long to have her. I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Ever since she’d started as my assistant, I’d been fantasizing about fucking her. Taking her on the desk in my office, in the conference room, on the floor by the elevator, in the elevator. Every morning when she sat my coffee down I gazed at her firm, full breasts in her tight blouse that was nearly bursting open at the buttons. I longed to tear it open and bury my face in her cleavage. I had longed for a lot of things.
Grabbing her waist, I flipped her over on her knees instead. I couldn’t help leaning back to admire her beautiful body. Her tits hung lushly, her nipples small and erect at the ends of them. A perfect shade of dusky pink that begged for my mouth in their peaked perfection. Her rounded ass pushed up in the air, waiting for me to slide deep inside her once again.
I’d been longing to touch those perfect tits for so long and now I reached around to squeeze them. They more than filled my hands, warm and full against my palms. I tugged on her nipples, twisting and turning them within my deft grasp, making her needy. As I wanted her to be. Finally, I pressed my thick, hard cock against her opening. She threw her head back in response, tossing her long, honey colored mane in the air.
Thrusting forward, I buried myself as deeply as I could inside of her. She felt so good. It was unreal, so much that my eyes rolled back in my head. Her pussy was velvety soft, soaking wet, and hot. It gripped my cock so tightly I nearly came on my first thrust. Pulling slowly out only to slam right back into her once more.
“Oh my God, Ash, you’re stretching me too much!” She cried out, her back arching even further and her fingers grappling with the sheets on the bed as if to steady herself.
But I knew I gave her much more pleasure than pain. I could feel it in the way that her body sang under mine, in the way that her voice trembled. She wasn’t asking me to stop, pushing her hips back into me willingly. I held her by her hips, pulling her back onto my cock, grinding deep inside her. I waited for her panting moans to even out before I reached up and wound her long hair around my fist. Holding her hair as I pumped in and out of her. Her ass looked delicious as she bounced back and forth, jiggling on my already throbbing cock. She cried out as I slapped her ass hard, leaving a brief red mark staining her perfect flesh in the aftermath.
“Ash, oh my God, I’m coming!” She screamed suddenly. I slapped her ass again relishing the sound of my hand striking her soft flesh. Relishing in the feel of the aftershocks travelling through her skin and onto me. I felt her contracting around my shaft and the sensations were so strong, so pleasurable, I felt myself joining her- coming deep within her.
I shook, finally falling forward and wrapping my arms around her. She snuggled against me, my face burying into her sweetly scented, silky hair. Content in my post coital bliss.
“Ash, I’ve wanted you for so long.” She confessed in a low whisper, her fingertips brushing over my chest.
I sighed deeply, content to relish the moment and the confession both. I had wanted her for even longer, I was sure. Having her had been even better than I had been able to imagine.
“But I guess this means I’m going to have to quit.”
“What!?!”