In between floors (closed for Lordmikel)

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Rachel Madden was running late.

Again.

She couldn't be late for today's meeting. It wouldn't look good for the company or for the offer she needed to present regarding her latest fashion line.

She had barely made it to the 65 story building where the meeting was supposed to take place on the 30th floor. Not to mention, the storm outside was raging like crazy, so she was lucky to even be here at the time she was.

Pushing on the elevator button, she waited. On the outside, she was patient, but on the inside, she was panicking. Finally, the bell sounded and the doors opened. She quickly stepped inside and pushed the button for her floor. Luckily, the buidling wasn't full today and therefore, she was the only one in the elevator and just as the doors were about to close, someone stuck their hand in to stop the door.

Inwardly, she groaned and stood back...
 
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Chris Evans, not Christopher, not Topher, Chris. He did dislike when people got his name wrong. It was raining, it was storming, and he had to be at work. He rushed forward to catch the elevator, and was able to get his hand in just before it had closed. He knew these elevators well and if you didn't get one immediately you might end up waiting a good five minutes before another one showed. Since he had to go to the Penthouse, any little waiting would seem like forever.

As the door opened he spotted the front of the girl that before he could only spot from behind. Her front was not disappointing either. He smiled casually to her, "I hate to wait for the elevator." He tried to sound friendly when he said that as he walked in, and pushed the button for the top floor after he swiped his card for it. He disliked that they needed a card for that floor, but they did.

One would think n such a dismal day he could simply take the day off, but someone felt the need to do a conference call with Hawaii, where it was sunny today.

He casually watched the numbers move higher. 1 .. 2 .. 3 then looking at what number was pressed. 25 .. 26 .. 27 .. 28 .. 29 .. and that is when the power went out and the elevator stopped. The room was in darkness for a second and then the emergency lights came on, casting a dull glow in the room.
 
Rachel cried out when the elevator stopped and the lights went out.

As old as she was, she hated the dark. Always did.

"Oh shit.." she said under her breath and reached for the buttons even as the emergency lights came on, casting a red hue around them.

"No, no, no!" She exclaimed as she fumbled for the red emergency phone and realized that there was no dial tone as she held it to her ear. "Oh god, no!!"
 
Chris heard the girl jumped and run for the phone, by her words he took it to mean the phone wasn't working. He didn't bother to try himself, he found when he didn't trust other people's judgement it tended to make them more defensive then was necessary.

But he knew he had to try to do something, so he pulled out his own phone, touching the screen. He looked, "No signal either." He held the phone up a bit higher and against the wall to see if anything might allow for a clearer signal. After about a minute, he finally shook his head, "Nothing."

He looked over at the girl and extended his hand, "I'm Chris Evans by the way."
 
She did the same, pulling her own phone out of her purse and powering it up. She didn't have a signal either.

Taking a deep breath, she carefully placed her phone in her bag and sighed. There was no use panicking. What good would it do? Someone would be here soon right? They would get the elevator working again soon.

Standing up, she smoothed out her outfit and regarded the man she was stuck in there with. Although she had only seen him briefly when he got in, she remembered he was quite handsome. With a shaky smile, she nodded at the man, "I'm Rachel, Rachel Madden." She held out her hand to him and sighed, "Well, I guess we wait...?"
 
Chris nodded. "Yes, I suppose that is all we can do." His hand stayed in contact with hers possibly longer than it should have. He was thinking of one way that they could pass the time. As he finally released her hand, he debated how best to get comfortable.

"They don't really cover proper etiquette for how to stand when the elevator breaks. When it works, we should all be facing the door, and that is it." He looks over at Rachel, "Should we sit, stand against the wall, do calisthenics. Just way too many decisions, I'd google it on my smart phone, but no signal."
 
Despite the situation, what Chris said made Rachel laugh, "I suppose. Maybe we should just sit. It could be awhile, I guess."

Just then the elevator shuttered and Rachel screamed, instantly wrapping her arms around Chris and looked around, "Oh God, what if it falls? What if it takes days to fix?!" She tried not to think about it as her arms remained around his neck...
 
Chris instinctively wrapped his arms around Rachel as she screamed and held him close. He could feel all of her curves pushed against him. He could tell she seemed a bit nervous about the ordeal and at least her got her to laugh.

As she held him close, his thoughts returned to what he would like to be doing. Since she didn't seem intent on letting go of him and she thought she might like a distraction, well he wanted a distraction anyway. He leaned down and kissed Rachel on the lips, not timid, but hard, as he wanted this kiss to be remembered.
 
Rachel was surprised by the kiss. She should have fought it but she didn't. Not that she couldn't. It was a hard, demanding kiss that she eventually fell into.

It had a been a long time since someone kissed her. She had concentrated on career first, putting her personal life aside. Rachel tried to pull away, but it was a feeble attempt.
 
Chris finally broke the kiss as he looked into Rachel's eyes. "You seemed hysterical." He whispered to her. She was warm against his skin. Her firm breasts pressed against his chest. His hands rested on the small of her back, forcing her to remain close to him. His hand slid up and touched her cheek, "Are you feeling better?" He asked ever so seductively, very much hoping she would say no.

For Chris he couldn't remember the last time he held a a woman so very close. Obviously it had been awhile, because his own body was reacting in a very positive way to Rachel being so very close to him.
 
For the longest time, Rachel didn't let go...she looked at him as he spoke. His words didn't even register until a full minute after the fact. Slowly, she loosened her arms around him and took a step back as she licked her lips.

She could still taste his kiss there.

"Sorry," she said whispering.
 
Chris was ... disappointed when she backed away from him. He finally shook his head, "Don't be sorry," he whispered back to her, "It was very much my pleasure to kiss you." His heart skipped a beat as he looked at her. His desire was still there and instead of backing, he instead decided to charge.

He took the step that she had taken and he found himself pressed against her again. His lips came to hers once again as he kissed her hard. Now their was passion there as well. Passion, desire and longing. He wanted this woman at this moment in time, and he was determined to have her.
 
Her heart skipped a beat when he said the pleasure was his. If he only knew that it was also hers too. Kisses before always consisted of "good night, I'll call..." after that. No call.

But again, this kiss took something from her. It also made her feel something she had never felt before.

Lust.

When he came closer, Rachel couldn't help but return the fuel behind the fire.
 
Chris kissed her. Like this was the last kiss he would ever be getting and he forever wanted it to be remembered. His hand slid along her back side, moving beneath her shirt.

As she began to respond in turn, her body responding, her kisses coming back to him. He pushed a bit more as he pressed her against the wall of the elevator. His tongue slid into her mouth, toying with her, as he fought hard to steal her breath away.
 
Who was this man and why (not to mention How) was all this happening to her. Not that she was complaining. Hell, if she was complaining, she wouldn't have let it all keep happening.

She felt the cool wall of the elevator against her back as she moaned into his mouth when she felt his hand snake under her top. Her own hands moved down from his shoulders and down his chest. She lifted her leg to feel his groin press against hers and in between kisses, she tried to say something to stop him but only succeeded in moaning his name breathlessly, "Chris..." then she heard herself beg, "Please..."
 
Chris break the kiss when he heard Rachel call his name. His body was pressed tightly to her, but when she said please in that lusty tone, it almost made him weak in the knees. He moved to her neck, biting her along it. Whispering in her ear, "Yes Rachel?" She smelled so good, his lips digging into her skin. His hands stayed in contact with her cool skin.

He hoped so much she wasn't going to try and stop, nor even worse the elevator stating up again.
 
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He breathed her name and Rachel smiled lightly. She let her head fall back as he attacked her neck, "I don't know you... you don't know me..." she said before their lips met again. "We shouldn't really do this..."

But God, his lips and his hands were like magic, making her skin heat up where ever he seemed to touch..
 
Chris was like a man possessed as he continued to kiss Rachel. His lips came to hers as she struggled with words. His mind wasn't fully processing them however. This woman was simply just so hot. His hands begin to work on her shirt, wanting to remove it from her body. Needing it off of her.

Finally his brain processed her words as he finally understood. But his fingers weren't stopping as they continued to undress her and his lips returned to biting her neck, "Yes, perhaps we should stop."
 
This whole situation seemed surreal but right now, even with her feeble protests, Rachel kept kissing Chris. Her hands fumbled at the waist of the pants of his suit.

It was glad she wore a loose skirt as it made things a little easier...

Wait?! What was she saying?

Before she could protest for real, he seemed to kiss a spot on her neck at drove her crazy as she literally forgot her own name.
 
The blouse was the first article of clothing to hit the floor of the elevator. So much of Rachel's skin was not being touched by Conner. He continued to ravish this luscious woman. Kissing hard at her neck, sucking at it.

"Yesssss, yesss, we should." He whispered in her ear. But then his hands find her bra and unhooked it, so whatever he may have been referencing was lost in translation.

Chris did feel his pants coming undone.
 
Rachel pushed Chris' pants down when she finally got it undone. She wildly reached for her skirt as she gathered it in her hands and pulled it up.

There was no more talking right now. Just the rustling of clothes being torn off and the sound of skin against skin..the shifting of bodies..the heavy breathing... She felt herself get more pushed up against the wall of the elevator and in the back of her mind, she hoped to hell it wasn't going to choose this time to come back on..
 
Soon Chris was completely naked. His suit discarded on the floor. For Rachel, her top was off, her bra removed, her skirt raised and the panties were already on the floor. She looked lovely. So beautiful and the time for waiting was gone.

His hands grabbed her ass as he lifted her. her back still pressed against the wall of the elevator as his cock began to rub against her pussy. He finally whispered, "Rachel" as his cock slid into the hot woman.
 
Just as he said her name, Rachel's back arched as she felt him enter her. She trusted him to hold her in place as he slid out of her and then again, back in to her, making her gasp with a sharp breath...

There was no more fighting nor denying it as they both succumb to their desires...two strangers stuck in an elevator. Rachel sensible side wanted to yell at her to stop this! This wasn't the acts of a responsible woman! But the other side of her, the side that rarely came out fought to keep her from hearing that voice of doubt and instead, just go with it...
 
Chris couldn't believe how good she felt. How hot and wet she was. Her breasts pushed into his chest as he slowly fucked her. His cock sliding in and out of her. He was beginning to pick up speed, his desire and his need overwhelming any other thought. His cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Pounding away, faster now. He knew he was going to fill her pussy up with his hot seed. In the deep darkest parts of his mind, he knew he wasn't wearing a condom and the idea of getting a random strange in an elevator pregnant was so very hot.

His cock got a bit bigger at that thought. As he continued to fill her. His lips came to her, kissing her in deep passion and lust.
 
Rachel kissed Chris back with just as much passion as he gave. God, he felt so good inside of her. It was in combination with the fact that she had just met him mere moments ago and now, they were fucking!

That thought made her pussy contract around his cock and pushed her over the edge as she cried out as she came... her scream filled the elevator and she could tell he was near the edge too as she cried out, "Oh God, I'm gonna cum again!!"
 
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