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The Elevator Ride >>> a short erotic romance story - Part 3 of 7

The Elevator Ride - a short story which was originally published in 2014 - has been converted it into a 7-part series. The 7-part series will be shared as daily blog post each day of this week.

Enjoy!

Maria

**Disclaimer: This blog post contains adult language and content. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18 and may not be suitable for all adult readers. View at your own discretion.**



The one-night stand several months back had been more like an all night fuck fest, Rex recalled.

That evening after three rounds of drinks at the hotel bar Rex offered to walk Mona to her suite. And not just because escorting her was the courteous thing to do, but also for selfish reasons. Mona was flirting all day and Rex had no doubt that Mona would be up for anything.

Sure as shit minutes after they entered her suite Mona began to strip. Later inside the hot tub, she lowered her body onto the water opening her folds to the swirls of water. As the jets circulated and stroked her cunt she climaxed instantly. When Mona’s sexual torment became too much to bear he too got naked and joined her.  

It was sheer lust that made Rex yanked Mona towards him and shoved his cock inside her mouth. In no time she was choking on his stiffened mass, taking him deep inside her mouth and down her throat. Within minutes powerful, determined strokes awarded him a satisfying orgasm and as he toppled Rex sprayed his sticky seed on her lips, chin, and her breasts. He watched with fascination as her tits glistened and bobbed in the swirl of bubbles.

Sex with Mona Parker had been dirty, nasty, and raw.

“I didn’t tell Aimee anything.” Rex said when their silence grew uncomfortable. “She guessed.”

It was Mona’s turn to glare.

“There’s the watch you gave me as a Christmas gift,” he said, counting on his fingers, “The picture of us with the CEO in your office, and the obscene amount of money you paid at the fundraiser for a date with me just a month back.”

Mona shrugged, “So I’m to blame for your girlfriend’s insecurities?”

“No,” he answered succinctly. “You’re not.” Rex braced his arms at his sides. “I’m tired of her jealousy. I don’t need any more problems.”

I think the problems would be there, regardless,” Mona argued.

“How so?” he challenged.

“Aimee is needy,” Mona answered matter-of-factly.


The Elevator Ride - Part 4 will be posted on Thursday. Thanks for reading!


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