Page 38 of Gilded Fake

“She did more than that,” she grumbles. “She destroyed my entire life, and to add insult to injury, stole my sisters. My reputation literally could not be worse.”

“Doesn’t she deserve a little payback?” I ask, slowly grinding my raging hard-on against her belly.

The elevator comes to a smooth stop, the doors sliding open with a soft chime. Neither of us move.

“Let me go down on the way down?” I ask, smiling and toying with the edge of her lace panties. “You know how good I am.”

“You’re going to get me killed.”

“They’ll have to kill me to get to you,” I say. “If you don’t kill me first.”

“You’re going to die if you can’t eat me out?”

I groan and drop my head back, staring into my own blurry, unfocused eyes in the mirror on the ceiling. “Yes, you evil demon,” I say. “Now spread your legs and let me feast.”

I hit the button to close the doors again and drop to my knees, lifting the edge of her pink skirt. A pair of tiny, red lace panties greet me, and I bury my face between her thighs and moan as I inhale.

“Time’s ticking,” she says, hitting the button for the first floor.

I drag her panties down her thighs, swiping my tongue through her slit before I’ve even gotten them to her feet. She lets out a whimper, then quickly steps out of the panties. I ball them in my fist and shove them into the pocket of my jacket without looking, without taking my mouth from her cunt.

“Lift me,” she orders, dragging my hands to her waist.

I do as she commands, and she rewards me by spreading her legs to a full splits, resting them on the bar that stretches along that entire side of the elevator.

“Holy fuck, you are a demon,” I say, reaching over and jabbing the button to stop the car before I bury my face in her. I moan as I suck at her sweet, pink cunt, licking and biting and gorging myself on her in a way I’ve been dreaming of every fucking day since I went down on her in the locker room—hell, since that night on the roof when I sucked her off my fingers.

She tenses and draws a shuddering breath. “That’s cheating,” she gasps out. “You can’t stop the elevator.”

I give her piercing a tug with my teeth, then swirl my tongue ring over the pink bud of her clit before I grin up at her. “I said I’d make you cum before we leave the elevator,” I remind her, stroking my thumb through her folds, spreading her glistening flesh before leaning in to plant a deep kiss in her center. “I didn’t say how long we’d be in here. This pussy is meant to be savored. And believe me, I’m going to fucking savor it. You just sit back, darlin’, keep those legs spread, and watch in the mirror while I drink every drop of cum out of this glorious cunt of yours.”

Before she can answer, I dive in. I lose myself in her, in her sighs and gasps, whimpers and cries echoing in the little box around us. I never want to leave, never want the doors to open to the rest of the world. I want to taste her on my tongue forever, make her this happy forever. When she finally shoves my head hard enough to drag me off, her pussy is red and swollen and raw.

“I can’t,” she pants out, dropping her feet to the floor. Her knees are shaking, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Let me fuck you,” I say, standing and turning her around. My pants are already open, my stiff cock out and ready. I must have started jerking off while I was eating her out, though I don’t remember doing it.

“Colt, wait,” she says. “You’re swear you’re not drunk? Did you even hear me telling you stop?”

“You told me to stop?” I ask, staring at her in the mirror. “Fuck. Lo… I’m so fucking sorry.”

“No, not like that,” she says with a shaky laugh. “I just… It was too much. I came like five times already. I couldn’t do it again.”

“But you wanted to?” I ask, needing to know I didn’t do something she didn’t want.

“I mean, yeah, but… You’re sober?”

“I’m only drunk on you,” I says, dropping my head to rub my nose up the bare skin between her shoulder blades. I can’t look her in the eye while I lie, not even in the mirror. “I have to feel you, baby. I’m dying here.”

“Make it quick,” she says, giving me an evil little grin in the mirror before reaching over and hitting the button to start the elevator again. Then she grips the bar and arches her back to poke her ass up, pressing her dainty pink heels together and turning to look at me over her shoulder with a saucy smile. I think I’m going to cum before I even get it in, and I know being quick will not be a problem.

I grip my cock, rubbing the pierced tip through her slick wetness before I line up and drive to the hilt with one push. The sensation of her bare, wet cunt squeezing tight around my aching cock is too much. Before I can stop it, I feel my cock expand, my cum spurting into her core.

“Fuck,” I grunt, dropping my head back and groaning in relief and embarrassment at once. I want to fuck her forever, but I couldn’t even last for two thrusts. She’s been teasing me mercilessly for two weeks, and I can’t even think about fucking Dixie after that, even when she’s tried, even when I swear my balls are so blue they’re going to fall off one of these days. I guess the culmination of two weeks of nightly torture combined with celibacy makes me a one-pump chump. Or maybe it’s that she’s so fucking hot like that, bent over with her ass bared for the taking, her raw cunt drenched with her own cum, her thighs tight together, her glossy lips twisted into a teasing smile and her sapphire eyes blinking back at me over her shoulder, her lids heavy with lust.

A shudder of pleasure wracks my body as the floors count down way too fucking fast. The hot squeeze of her slick cunt grips me, and I draw a sharp breath and give her a fierce thrust, hard enough to make a wet sound as my balls slap against her pussy. I watch in the mirrored ceiling as my thick cock draws out and plunges into her one more time, my fingers biting into the soft flesh of her hips, leaving my mark on her. I want to claim her, to mark her, for the other men to know she’s spoken for when she dances for them on that stage. I want her to go back into that dance with my cum trickling down her thighs, looking flushed and freshly fucked.

The floors are slipping by, so I force myself to pull out, watching a slippery bead of white cum slide out after her. I growl at the sight, thumbing it back in.

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