Chapter 27

• Moist lips, twisting of tongues, and his hands clawed at my body, scratching up inside the thin fabric of my cotton shirts. His scent surrounded me and lured my subconscious to another place. He walked me backward into the elevator that chimed. He tasted like coffee from breakfast at the diner, and I was getting a little frantic with need, as his body pressed against mine. The cold bar of the elevator dug uncomfortably into my back, but he grasped my ass and lifted me. His cock rubbed against my pussy, which ached for him so desperately.
• I barely heard the chime on our floor. He released me, and my mouth was pouting and slightly swollen, and my pussy was needy. I whimpered and looked up at him sadly.
• “Oh, you have a long time to wait, little blue bird. I have much to still do with you.”