Emma, her fiery red hair cascading just below her shoulders, stepped into the elevator of the sky-rise apartment block, offering a polite “Hello” to the man behind her without a glance. Her thoughts drifted to Nathan, waiting on the top floor to celebrate their anniversary. She envisioned a steamy night, hoping it would fulfill her wildest fantasies. Her heart raced with anticipation, but a strange sensation pulled her from her reverie.

The elevator hummed softly, the air thick with undeniable tension. The man behind her seemed to have edged closer. Emma shook her head, chiding herself for imagining things, but his warm breath grazed her nape, sending a searing shiver across her bare skin. She froze, pale as a sheet, her pulse quickening as he stood far too close.

A sharp click shattered the silence. He pressed the emergency stop button, halting the elevator. His breath grew heavier, caressing her exposed neck. His lips brushed her bare shoulder, a searing touch that sent a shiver through her. She stiffened, her body taut like a drawn string, but didn’t pull away. Her mind ignited, sweeping aside hesitation, and she leaned back into him, drawn by an irresistible heat. His lips glided over her neck, caressing her sensitive skin with deliciously teasing slowness, each movement tracing a trail of desire back to her shoulder.

He grabbed a fistful of her red hair, pulling gently but with authority, tilting her head to expose more of her neck. His lips lingered, nipping at the sensitive skin, each bite sending jolts of pleasure through her. She moaned softly, her eyes half-closed, her mouth parted under the onslaught of sensation. Frozen, her breath catching, she surrendered, her back arching slightly, guided by raw instinct.

Then, she felt a firm pressure against her ass. His hard cock, throbbing through the fabric, igniting her desire. A new involuntary moan escaped, her hips pressing naturally back into him. His kisses turned ravenous, tracing a fiery path across her skin. With her eyes half-closed and mouth parted, she tried to turn, craving to taste him, but he held her firmly, his strong hands on her hips, pinning her against his hardness.

His arm wrapped around her, his hand slipping under her blouse to grip her breast, pinching her nipple through the lace of her bra. His other hand roughly undid the button of her jeans, the zipper rasping in the silence. His fingers dove beneath her panties, finding her slick warmth. She gasped, her legs trembling as he stroked her intimate lips, gliding with cruel precision. He found her clit, working it in rapid circles, stoking a blaze that consumed her. Her hoarse moans filled the elevator, her body quivering against him.

Under the spell of his expert caresses, her legs weakened, her balance wavering like a flame in the wind. Caught in a delicious dizziness, she reached out, pressing her hands against the cold walls of the elevator, her fingers clinging desperately to anchor her trembling body in the storm of sensations.

On the edge of ecstasy, he stopped abruptly. She whimpered in frustration, her eyes pleading. He guided her hand beneath her panties, their fingers dancing together over her throbbing flesh. Then, he left her to continue alone, and she did, frantic, her hips swaying, her breaths ragged. With a sly chuckle, he reached past her and pressed the control panel, restarting the elevator. A hum resumed, and she panicked, trying to pull her hand away, but he held it fast, his breath warm against her ear.

A chime sounded. The elevator stopped at the penultimate floor. The doors slid open, revealing a man in a leather jacket, eyes wide at her disheveled hair, parted lips, and pleasure-clouded gaze. He pulled out his phone, snapped a quick photo with a sly grin, before the doors closed. In that suspended moment, her orgasm erupted, a stifled cry escaping as her body convulsed against the stranger.

Another chime. Her floor. She hastily adjusted her jeans, cheeks ablaze, legs unsteady. Without a backward glance, she stepped out, heart pounding. At Nathan’s door, she slipped her hand into her pocket and felt a slip of paper. Unfolding it, she found a phone number scrawled in haste. A shiver ran through her, the memory of that moment searing her flesh as she knocked, ready for Nathan’s surprise.