"I told you never to hang out with that idiot" he hissed as he dug under my evening dress.
"Stop. We can-can't be doing thi-" I couldn't breath as he groped my breasts.
"This is your punishment for being with the wrong guy". His hand trailed down from my breasts to my belly button. He used his other hand to unzip my dress.
"No...stop...we have to go back to the...party...". This feeling was a feeling I never felt before. It felt good.
Before I knew it, I started moaning. My inner conscious is telling me to back away and punch him. However, my body is dancing to his every move.
When he was done zipping, one hand retreated to my breast while the other traveled even more to my V.
His finger played around as my hips moved to his circulation.
"Pl-pl-please no. Stop. It feels..."
"Feels like what baby?"
"Feels so GOOD!"
I heard him breathe out a smirk. With my indirect confirmation, he thrusts his finger into me. Oh lord, did this ever feel so good? I started to go weak and slide down against the wall until he picked me up.
"Damn I didn't know you would be so tropical down there...you are fab-"
The elevator door opens.
WARNING: DO NOT READ IF
CANT STAND CRAPPINESS
CANT HANDLE SEXUAL CONTENT
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18+ MATURE CONTENT
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