Page 46 of Elevator Pitch

I cannot speak.

“Use your words.”

“Y-Yes. I’m going to come.”

I gasp between each word.

“Let go,” he says.

The sensitivity in my core is overwhelming as I teeter off the cliff. I increase the suction of my toy and fall back to the pillows, clawing at the sheets as my climax builds. I let out a loud moan, and the doorbell rings in response.

Not the bell I needed rung.

You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.

I glance over at the clock and see the time. 8:49 a.m.

Who would be here this early? The girls would’ve texted first. I open up my doorbell app to see who’s out there.

Shit. It’s him.

What is he doing here?

He’s holding a box and a drink carrier. Pacing outside my door. He rings again.

Did he bring me breakfast?

Without thinking further, I click the mic button on the app and speak.

“Hey. Um, I’m not decent. If you could give me a moment, I’ll be right there.”

“Yeah, no-no problem.”

I now notice the loud buzzing from my toy—which I forgot to turn off.

Fuck. Can he hear that?

“Is everything okay? What’s that noise?”

Shit.I scramble to turn it off. Pressing each button but to no avail, I accidentally increase the setting.

Fuck, that feels good.

I stifle a whimper. The toy is so slippery from my arousal that I can’t grip the buttons.

“It’s—ummm, my toothbrush! I’ll be right there!”

After I click the mic off, I press every button simultaneously and hold them until finally it shuts off.Whew.

I clean myself up, then dash around my room to get dressed whileactuallybrushing my teeth.

I rush towards the door, yelling out, “just a minute!”

I check myself in the mirror and realize I still have my fucking bonnet on. I yank it off, toss it over my shoulder, and give my curls a good shake. Now, I’m out of breath.

So sexy, Selah. Great job.

I open the door, and there he stands with a smile, taking me in as if nothing else exists.

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