Page 28 of It's Only Make Believe

She moves her hands through my hair and onto my shoulders and her nails dig into the top of my back where she grips me as her face contorts with the power of her climax. I feel her already tight pussy squeeze my cock and the warmth of her and the pressure she puts on my cock gets to me and Louisa isn’t the only one coming. I feel my climax in my cock and balls, but not just there. It goes up into my stomach and for a moment, I swear I can feel pleasure in every bit of my body.

It’s over sooner than I want it to be and as I slip out of Louisa, I already want to be back inside of her. She unwraps her legs from around me, allowing them to drop down and she’s once again standing on her feet, although she’s still pressed against the wall, and I’m still pinning her in place. I run my hands down her arms and hold her wrists. I lift them above her head and bring them together, pinning them in place with only one of my hands.

The other hand I bring down and cup her hip and then I kiss her again, and I run my tongue down her neck. I can feel the goose bumps scurrying across her skin and she presses herself against me and moans.

I start to push her jacket off her shoulder when a loud clang comes from just above us in the elevator shaft.

“Won’t be long and we’ll have you out of there. Is everyone ok?” a voice shouts and I realize one of the maintenance workers is standing on the top of the elevator car.

“Yes, all good, thanks,” I call back.

I lean into Louisa and nibble on her ear lobe and then I whisper into her ear.

“Think of this as a warm up for later,” I say.

I run my fingers over her clit through her lacy panties and she gasps again and then I release her and step back and bend down and pull my boxer shorts and pants up. Louisa puts her panties right and pulls her dress down.

We don’t have long to wait before the elevator lurches back to life, and in the few minutes it takes to go the rest of the way down to the lobby, we keep looking at each other and then looking away, sometimes laughing, sometimes not.

When the elevator finally reaches the ground floor, it opens onto an empty lobby,

“My place?” I say to Louisa.

She nods her head, but she makes no move to follow me when I start to walk across the lobby, and I turn back to her.

“What is it?” I ask.

“I don’t know. Shouldn’t we wait for the maintenance man so that he knows we’re out?” she says.

“Do you want to wait?” I ask and she shakes her head.

“Then there’s your answer,” I say. “Now come on before I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you to my car.”

She laughs and starts walking beside me.

“You wouldn’t,” she says.

“Don’t try me,” I grin, and she laughs and when I reach out for her, she ducks away, still laughing.

I let her duck out of my reach. It’s harmless enough. And when we get back to my place, she won’t be going anywhere without me touching her.

Chapter

Twenty-One

TIA

The first thing I notice as Luke leads me through his apartment to his bedroom is that my whole apartment would fit in his open plan living room and dining area. I soon forget those thoughts though because Luke reaches the bedroom, opens the door, and leads me inside.

His bedroom is big but not enormous and at a quick glance, it is clean, tidy, and functional. Luke pushes the door closed and then he pulls me into his arms.

“Where were we?” he says.

I take one of his hands in one of mine and lift my dress up with the other one. I put his hand against my panties.

“About here I think,” I remind him.

“Yes. That feels about right,” he says and then his mouth is on mine, and we move towards the bed, breaking our kiss only to pull our clothes over our heads. By the time Luke pushes me gently onto his bed, we are both naked, and Luke’s bedroom floor is covered in clothes.

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