I slapped her ass again, then pulled out slow, cock slick and throbbing.
I turned her around, sandwiching her between me and the mirror, kissing her hard again.
Then I grabbed her hips, lifted her up—her legs wrapping around me—and pressed her back to the glass. With one hand, I guided my cock back inside her pussy.
We both moaned loud as I filled her again, the new angle letting me go even deeper.
"Fuck—Evan—" she gasped, arms around my neck. "Your cock… so deep—"
I started moving—slow at first, then harder, thrusting up into her as I held her against the mirror.
"Love holding you like this," I growled, kissing her neck. "Fucking you against the wall… your pussy taking me so good."
She moaned, head falling back against the glass. "Yes—fuck me—harder—love your cock—"
The elevator hummed around us, storm outside forgotten, just us—bodies pressed, heat building, pleasure rising fast.
