The Redline Ventures column shimmered against the city skyline, sunlight bouncing off its mirrored surface. vermilion Voss moved toward the elevators with the kind of confidence that made the air bend around her. Her heels clicked on the polished marble, precise, unrelenting. Today she wore a fitted blazer over a brusque black skirt that teased the curve ball of her thighs, a curt lily-white blouse just loose enough at the collar to suggest at cutis. Green eyes shrill and calculating, she scanned the entrance hall with effortless command. power clung to her corresponding perfume, charismatic and undeniable.

The elevator door slid open, and Ethan Rivers was already inside, helping hand resting casually on the rail, adjusting the strap of his bag. thirty-something, leaning and athletic, dark hair just messy enough to seem effortless, he gave her a nod that was polite yet loaded with curiosity. His dismal eyes met hers, unwavering, assessing, a steer of amusement dancing beneath the surface.

'' in effect day, '' he said, the dustup diffuse in the confined space, almost casual, almost daring. vermilion 's gaze flicked to him, quick and acuate, taking in the lean line of his shoulder, the calmness in his stance, then moved on. `` good afternoon, '' she replied, voice cool, measured, carrying the faintest edge of intrigue.

The lift climbed, numbers flickering past. XXIII. Twenty-four. At twenty-six, a tart jerking sent Ethan 's briefcase thudding against his leg. Light Within cut out, plunging them into near-darkness, leaving only the soft hum of the motor. For a heartbeat, there was nothing but the sound of startled breaths.

'' What was that ? '' Scarlet 's voice broke the quiet, clipped, more than declaration than doubtfulness, her green eyes glinting in the dim glow of the hand brake lights.

Ethan braced himself against the railing. `` Feels like a error. electrical, maybe. ``

'' Not today, '' orange red muttered, tension threading her tidings. She moved to the panel, pressing the exigency phone call button. A swoon light blinked, a sibilation of static filled the tiny car ... and then died. She tried again. Silence.

They pulled out their phones, screenland lighting their faces. scarlet's row of bar was empty-bellied."Oh, do on,"she muttered, frustration tugging at the bound of her calm.

Ethan tilted his telephone toward the ceiling, saturnine centre catching hers."Sami,"he said, a small, wry lift to his brim. The closeness of the car made their shared confinement spirit electric.

A low hum kicked in overhead, emergency brightness flickering to life in a soft gold. The air felt closer, warmer. They could see each other clearly now without phone flashlights. Scarlet's feature article sharpened in the incandescence, controlled but alert, pupils wide.

She slid her phone back into her bag."So we are stuck."

"Looks like it,"Ethan said, spokesperson easy, as if the floor beneath them hadn't just disappeared.

vermilion let out a small breath and glanced at the fold threshold, calm integral."Great. Just smashing,"she muttered, then looked at him."So… any approximation how long these things usually stay stuck ?"

Ethan rubbed a palm on his quagmire."Depends. Could be xv minutes, could be longer. They'll have to diagnose it first."

She nodded once. He offered a small, well-off grin."I'm Ethan, by the way. engine driver for Stratos Dynamic on thirty-six."

She held his gaze for a heartbeat, then gave a shortstop nod."orange red Voss."

"I know who you are,"he said before she could finish."Redline Ventures."

A flicker of entertainment touched her eyes."So you read the elevator directory."

"Among other things,"he said lightly, tone teasing.

quiet settled, not uncomfortable yet. The car hummed faintly ; the pinch light unbendable command overhead. She shifted her weighting, handbag neatly at her heel, subtle tension coiled in her posture.

"Busy day ?"he asked.

"They all are,"she admitted."Quarterly wrapping, partner call, a display board update I don't feel like giving."

He smiled, noticing the subtle bender of her stance."You don't seem like individual who avoids things."

"I don't,"she said."I just prefer to do them on time."

The speaker clicked and hissed. A calm down spokesperson said,"Passengers in elevator six, this is maintenance. Relay tripped ; manual nosology underway. Press the button to respond. We'll update you shortly."

scarlet stepped close, pressing the clit."How yearn are we talking ?"

"Initial appraisal : about an hour. Could stretch longer if a character swop is needed,"the voice replied.

"Thank you,"she said, clipped but polite. The speaker hissed once and went quiet.

Her jaw tightened. She inhaled slowly, letting the warmth of the elevator cesspool in.

Ethan watched her for a moment."You okay with tight spaces ?"

"yes,"she said plainly."But I'd rather not be in one for an hour."

"Fair."He leaned back, shoulders brushing lightly against hers, passing but informal."Maybe it's a sign to postulate a recess. Let the humankind sprint while you don't."

She gave him a measured look, part skepticism, part peculiarity."You believe in signboard ?"

"I believe in forced interruption,"he said, vocalisation low, calm, carrying just a hint of ribbing."Sometimes they save you from a worse kind of stuck."

The elevator's quiet radiance wrapped around them, the hum fading into something almost mesmeric. Three hours stretched ahead ... unplanned, unavoidable ... and neither of them made a move to break the fragile pulling between them.

scarlet leaned against the wall, coat of arms loosely crossed, eyes drifting over the panel as if the flickering lights might curb an answer. Ethan rested a hand on the rail, gaze fixed on her, noticing the detail ... the bend of her jaw, the sharp putting surface of her optic, the subtle contention of her head when she considered something.

He let the mo breathe, then leaned back casually."You know that doubt people like to ask ? If you could be stuck anywhere with somebody, who would it be ?"His sass curled in a half-smile.

Scarlet's eyes slid to him, cool but curious."I suppose it depends on the island."

"Sure,"he said, steady and teasing."But right now… I'd take a sun-soaked beach over this box any day. Warm sand, the waves… hours alone. And I wouldn't mind being stuck there with you."

She blinked, a trace of surprise softening her locution."With me ?"

"Yeah,"he said, shrugging lightly, loose charm in his tone."Hours to just… be there. No disruption. You'd make the whole place better."

vermilion let out a quiet, self-referent laugh, her posture loosening a fraction."Alright… if we're imagining it… fine. I'll be your island partner."

Ethan's smile deepened."Good. Because that island would be perfect with you."

He brushed a hand along the track."First hour, I'd Pisces. Find the smart fruit. Learn little things about you… the kind you don't just handwriting out to anyone."

Scarlet's sass curved in entertainment."I'd want it sunny. Perfect temperature. And yeah, saucy fruit sounds amazing right now."

"I'll portion,"he said, heart glinting."In this short fantasy… are you my infatuation ?"

Her smirk was slow, deliberate."Fine. I'm your temporary worker crush."

They traded details, painting the island between them. Scarlet's voice softened."I'd want a hammock… maybe a two-piece, just enough sun for a tan."

Ethan's grin turned sly."That's not fair."

"Why not ?"she teased.

"If you're in a bikini,"his voice dipped low,"how could I concentrate ? Everything else would disappear… except you."

orange red hummed, eyes dancing."No self restraint and all your attention ? Could be fun."

"Oh,"he murmured, letting the tension stretch,"you're raising the temperature now."

She leaned in slightly, playful."Maybe… if you try hard enough, you'll see how well you do."

Ethan's tone dropped, testing the urine."On that island… I think I'd want to take my prison term. pick up every small thing that makes you shiver."His gaze held hers, voice slowing."I've always loved tasting a woman. And if she's beautiful…"a faint smile tugged at his lips,"…I could lie there and savour her for hours."

Her green eyes lit with sake. A soft, eagre laughter escaped."Hmm… that sounds incredibly tempting."

He let his grin bit quick, surefooted."So maybe… if I play my cards right…"

She leaned back, enjoying the pull between them."Maybe… if you keep making the right movement, Mr. Fantasy."

The island lingered between them now ... sun, hammock, yield, and undulation ... but the lift felt warmer, their professional masks slipping just enough to usher something real.

The island had loosened them both like a privy they were not supposed to part. The figure of speech of sun on skin hung in the air between them and the elevator took on a new temperature ; the pinch light source turned ordinary metal into something honeyed. Ethan's hand brushed the railing and then hesitated before finding the minor of her dorsum. The contact was casual at inaugural, then sweetheart, like a question he expected her to serve with more than than a nod.

She did not tread away. Instead she let the rail steady her and leaned back just enough so their bodies could measure one another without words. He lowered his interpreter until it was a rasp meant only for her."appearance me what you want,"he said, not demanding, more asking for license to prove the island real.

Scarlet's laughter was a wet sound, soft and dangerous."Prove it,"she replied, the 1 word both a dare and a key. She reached up and threaded her fingers through the back of his pilus, thumbs flat against his scalp, pulling him closer as if she meant to keep him from thinking twice.

Their mouths met easy and then harder, sassing and tooth and breath in a calendar method that promised to get complicated. Ethan kissed like a man who had planned a hundred ways to be everywhere she wanted, and Scarlet answered like mortal who had been waiting for the in good order kind of reckless. His hand cupped her jaw, moved to her neck, then slid along her collarbone ; hers roamed the slope of his shoulder, then tangled in the cover of his shirt.

When they finally broke, both of them were breathing too fast. Scarlet's center were burnished, half-closed, her brass flushed."We shouldn't,"she said, and it was true and not true at the Lapp clock time. Her hands did not depart his hair. Her pelvic arch shifted forward in a move that left nothing ambiguous.

Ethan looked down at her, that easy smiling softened into something attentive."I just want to render you how I would take care of you,"he said."Say shore and I stop."

She considered him, stripped of the armor he'd never seen before.

Her heart burned into Ethan's, her gaze a mix of challenge and raw desire as she slid down the elevator wall, her black panties barely clinging to her hips, the fabric stretched taut, revealing the glistening outline of her pussy."wellspring,"she purred, part low and dripping with intent,"let's see if you can match up to your fantasy. You played your identity card right, Ethan. Now show me the full hand."

Ethan's smile was all warmth, his dark-skinned optic glinting as he lowered himself between her start branch, his custody pushing her skirt in high spirits until it bunched at her waist. He hooked a finger under her panties, sliding them aside with a deliberate slowness that made her breath pinch. His sass grazed her intimate thigh, soft at initiative, then firmer, a teasing nip that sent a shiver through her."nookie, you're already so wet,"he murmured, his breathing spell hot against her skin, his interpreter a low growling that vibrated in the hold in space.

He kissed finisher, his tongue flicking out to trace her button, a slow, deliberate twirl that made vermilion's coxa jerk."Ohhh,"she moaned, the first base lick sending a jolt of pleasure through her, sharp and electric. It had been too long since anyone had touched her like this, and her trunk responded with a hunger she hadn't expected."Eat that pussy, Ethan. Hmmm, nookie, damn,"she gasped, her vocalism raw, urging him on.

Ethan groaned against her, the audio muffled as he licked up and down her folds, his spit exploring every sensitive inch, teasing her button before dipping lower to sample her fully."Hmm, your kitty sense of taste so good,"he said, his part thick with lustfulness, his tongue swirling, teasing, making her deceiver with every virgule. The wet phone of his oral cavity against her filled the lift, a soft, rhythmical slurp that echoed off the metal rampart, mingling with her moans.

Scarlet's chief tilted back, her hands fumbling to unbutton her blouse, letting it descend outdoors as she cupped her freed breasts, her teat hard under her finger."Fuck, Ethan, that's so dear,"she cried out, her voice breaking."Oh god, you're gon na make this pussy flood. It gets really wet when I'm turned on, babe, you might drown."

He chuckled against her, the quiver sending another wave of pleasure through her substance."I'll take that jeopardy,"he said, plunging his tongue deeper, his fingers joining now, sliding inside her with irksome, careful jab. Her pussy clenched around him, slipperiness and hot, the rhythmic squelching growing louder as he worked her, both patient and relentless. Her thighs trembled, her breath coming in sharp gasps, the floor beneath her slick with arousal.

"Yes, Ethan !"she cried, her interpreter a mix of command and desperation."Eat me, babe. Feel my cum on your tongue."Her hips rocked against his rima oris, chasing the boundary, and he doubled down, flicking faster, curling his digit inside her, hitting just the decently spot. Her moan turned to yell, her body arching as orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave."Oh, I'm cumming !"she screamed, her pussycat pulse, flooding his lip with her release.

Panting, she slumped back, eyes still alight, hunger far from sated. She reached for him, voice a sultry rasp."I wan na taste that cock of yours now, Ethan. You've got me starving. You brought my wild slope out."

Ethan stood, grinning wickedly as he unbuckled his pants, letting them drop. His shaft sprang free, hard and wooden-headed, the tip glistening. Scarlet's eyes widened, hungry, a smirk on her lips."roll in the hay, I wan na sense of taste that,"she said, crawling forward, blouse afford, skirt still bunched at her waist."feel at you, making me a freak."

She knelt, one hired man sliding between her legs to rub her still-throbbing clit, the other stroking him slowly. She kissed the promontory, lips balmy and deliberate, then licked a slow path down his shaft, clapper flat and warm, before taking him mysterious. Ethan groaned, head tipping back, script in her hair."You're such a good cock sucker, young woman,"he growled, voice thick with pleasure.

scarlet hummed around him, vibrations making his rosehip buck. She pulled back to lick his bollock, teasing, before sliding up again, bridge player working her clitoris in time with her oral fissure."Bet you didn't know orange red Voss would do this,"she murmured, lips slick, center gleaming. The sounds of her mouth and her foreplay filled the elevator, a filthy symphony that made Ethan's knees weak.

'' Damn, you 're incredible, '' he groaned, hips twitching slightly. The wet, swampy sounds of her mouth combined with the slick magazine, rhythmic squelch of her fingers inside her pussy made it unmistakably clear how turned on she was. `` Fuck, you 're so wet, '' he said, vocalization raw, arousal spiking with every sound she made.

scarlet pulled off him with a muffle gasp, breath ragged, hand still stroking."Yeah, I am,"she said, representative sultry."I told you I run like a river. I'm gon na flood your cock."

The verbaliser crackled."passenger in lift six, maintenance here. Technician's on site, found the takings. Sit tight, another hour."

vermilion's eyes lit with mischief."An hour, huh ?"she said, stroking him truehearted, back talk hovering over him."You're gon na wee-wee me cum over and over before that, right ?"

Ethan nodded, speechless, cock throbbing in her hand as she dove back in, working him with fierce chroma, saliva dripping to the floor. Her head tilted slope to side, relentless, driving him wild."Fuck, that's so good,"he groaned.

"Is it ?"she teased, pulling back, middle locked on his."You like this, don't you ? Bet you didn't expect the CEO to be such a hussy for your cock."

Before he could answer, she stood, kicking off her heels and shimmying out of her scanty, letting them fall to the flooring. One leg hooked on the bannister, bending forward, dripping puss exposed, number framed by golden light."This is yours for an minute, Ethan,"she said, voice low and daring."Do what you want."

Ethan's cock throbbed at the peck of her curves and flushed face, hard and twitching in anticipation. He slid behind her, hands gripping her pelvic arch, and pushed in slowly, savoring the tight, soaking heat enveloping him. scarlet moaned, a raw, guttural auditory sensation that echoed in the metallic element box."Oh, deep, baby… let it go cryptic,"she begged, coxa pressing back, sliding over him like she couldn't get enough.

He moved slow up, letting her feel every in, the slick squelches of her wet pussy mixing with each stab."So tight… so fucking wet,"he groaned, hands kneading her ass and waist."Hear how desperate you are for me ?"

"Yes ! Yes, rail me !"she screamed, vocalisation state of nature, dripping with need. Her pussycat clenched around him, juices squelching, sliding down his cock. Every smacking of skin against skin sounded obscene, echoing like a smutty drum. She shivered violently, nails digging into his berm as another orgasm ripped through her, slick gushing down her thighs and pooling beneath them.

"You're such a hot fuck,"Ethan growled, drive deep and unappeasable, hips jerking to correspond her delirious regular recurrence."Cum on my cock, orange red. Flood me."

"Ride me,"he growled, voice thick with lust, rooster throbbing in her wet grip.

He slid down and sat on the floor giving her access to him.

"Yes ! Let me fuck you !"she cried, still dripping, straddling him in reverse cowgirl. Her slit swallowed him greedily, bouncing hard, ass slapping against his thighs, mitt braced on his knees."Oh fuck… like this ? You love it ?"

"Damn… you'reso effective at this,"he groaned, hands gripping her hip joint, guiding her. She flipped forward, cowgirl now, facing him, mammilla bouncing, wet audio of cunt and purulent mixing with the messy smack of her ass, moans and gasps tangled in a filthy symphony.

She lifted herself just enough to unloosen his cock from her pussy, her hands gripping him, guiding him to her mouthpiece. She sank down eagerly, taking him deep, brim and tongue sliding along every inch, tasting herself still glistening there. `` Mmm ... taste so good ... ca n't get sufficiency ... '' she murmured, swirling her lingua along the shaft, drawing a low groan from him.

"I want missionary now… fuck me trench,"she breathed, chest heaving.

Ethan pressed her cover against him, legs wrapped tight around his waist, sliding in concentrated and cryptic. Her pussy sucked him greedily, gushing with every knife thrust."nookie me like the fornicatress I'm being,"she gasped, nails raking his berm, moans loud, raw, unrestrained.

"bow-wow,"he commanded next, and she spun, bracing against the wall, ass high, pussy dripping, body shivering in anticipation. He slammed in fasting and hard, wet smacks echoing, her succus flooding the story with every punishing thrust.

"track me ! Make me cum all over your dick !"she cried, moan breaking into ragged, dripping pant, twat clenching and spasming around him again and again.

"Cum for me… cum on me !"he growled, slapping her ass, driving her to the edge, both of them coated in effort, slick, slippery, reeking of sex.

Ethan's hands gripped her hips like iron, pounding into her surd, each thrust driving rich and loyal. Scarlet's back arched, ass slapping against him, pussy clenching and gushing around him with every brutal stroke."Oh fuck, Ethan… harder… don't stop !"she screamed, articulation raw, feral, echoing in the elevator.

"shit, you're mine, Scarlet,"he growled, eyes dark, teeth clenched, hips snapping with feral rhythm."You feel this ? Fucking drenched for me… take it all !"

She back it up on him harder, moaning, teasing him, words dripping with lust."Yes… fuck me, beast… rail this pussy… fill me up !"

Ethan lost himself, thrusts slamming into her mercilessly, the elevator echoing with their wet, messy phone. She screamed, cried, laughed, each orgasm building on the stopping point, her body trembling, juice flooding down his shaft.

He was about to lose it, rooster pulsing, veins heavy. Scarlet 's centre gleamed with mischief. As he pounded her from behind, the offset rophy spurted deep into her kitty, her body trembling under the force out. She then lifted off just in sentence, pulling back to conduct his cock to her lip. Letting it slide down her pharynx, she swallowed him eagerly, lips slick, tongue swirling, oculus locked on his. `` Mmm, taste so well, my reward, '' she murmured, drawing a pharyngeal consonant groan from him as he spilled into her mouth.

She kept sucking, savoring every pulse, her tongue tracing the sensitive tip as she drew out his release. Her rim tightened around him, drinking him in with slow, deliberate strokes, relishing the passion that filled her mouth. A diffuse hum escaped her, a sound of pure atonement, as she held him there, unwilling to let the import fade.

Caught in the afterglow, they stumbled to the lift, hands still roaming, until their legs gave out.

Breathless, trembling, they collapsed together, bodies slick with sweat and sex, lift reeking of lustfulness. Scarlet pressed against him, giggling, tomentum plastered to her rosy-cheeked face. `` We 're unstoppable, '' she whispered, chest heaving.

Ethan ran a hired man along her glossy back, still trembling, chest heaving."You're fucking insane… wild as fuck,"he muttered, voice rough.

After a second, Scarlet pushed him gently, smirking."We should… clean up,"she said, dragging tissues from her bag and grabbing his wrist to wipe away the evidence. They smeared themselves back into a semblance of normality, adjusting wearing apparel, haircloth messy but contained, making it take care like they were just waiting.

Ten minutes later, the verbaliser crackled."Elevator six, maintenance here. All set, doors opening now."

The brightness snapped on, revealing their tousled but composed selves. Scarlet pressed the floor button for her office, leaning close to Ethan."Stop by my office first… clean yourself up properly before heading to your floor,"she purred, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Ethan smirked, heat energy still radiating between them."Round two ?"he teased, vox low, a grin tugging at his lips.

vermilion laughed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face."Only an time of day, and you did… well,"she said, eye glinting, part playful yet sultry."But who knows… maybe next prison term we're stuck together, we'll see what happens."

He chuckled, breast still heaving, catching his breathing time."Noted… I'll be ready."

She gave him a terminal wink as the elevator room access slid unresolved, the normal world waiting ... but both of them still charged, wild, and breathless, the computer memory of what just happened lingering between them like a spark ready to combust again .