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Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
“Someone please call him, or we won't have jobs to go back to by tomorrow!” Kiara snapped at two of her junior colleagues as she paced in the spacious conference room, using a finger to massage her temple. Both of her junior colleagues exchanged wide-eyed, worried glances as they almost scurried outside.“Hey, you're going to cause an inferno in here if you don't calm down.” Beyonce said, looking over her shoulder at Kiara's poor colleague's agitated demeanor.Then she returned a questioning look to Kiara as she walked into the room.Ruffling her bob blonde hair, her jaw clenched as she slapped a file on the desk,“It's Dante. He's-“Running late? Seriously, I mean we still have thirty minutes before the presentation. Cut the dude some slack for once.” Beyoncé cut in, but Kiara's murderous glare caused her to blink slightly.“Hey, don't look at me like that. Everyone knows he gets to you all the time.” Beyonce shrugged, moving a step backward when Kiara approached her with folded arm
Last Updated : 2024-11-23Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
Kiara's mouth grew dry as she tried to focus on Dante's scowling expression instead of his massive shaft. “I should ask you that. Geez, you're not only a loser but a fucking pervert. Kiara asked, her voice raspy as she folded her arms across her chest. For a brief moment her eyes strayed and landed on his dick again, but she quickly averted her gaze. “Don't you know how to tuck that thing in?” She stammered, her cheeks flushed in rosy red, and Dante sent her a dirty look through the mirror. “Thing? Don't act like you're some Virgin Mary that can't say the word. I know you're impressed.” He scoffed, buckling his pants as he watched Kiara's cheeks redden all the more. In reaction to her facial expression, his heart skipped a beat for a moment. There's no way this overconfident bitch was blushing for his dick, was there? He asked himself inwardly. “Impressed? You call that tennis ball I just saw like it's far from the ordinary. Kids in middle grade have better game." Kiara
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
The heat of mortification coursed through her veins as she pressed her thighs together, staring wide-eyed at where her cum dripped on the floor.Immediately, she washed up and took a long shower before slipping into a pink bathrobe.With a matching pink turban wrapped around her head, she took her sweet time at the dresser in applying her nighttime skincare in front of the mirror. The image of Dante's massive dick soon appeared in the mirror like a tempting candy, and she had to slap her cheeks to snap out of it.“I don't want his dick.” She repeated it like a mantra while she massaged some moisturizer on her face.Then she felt a forceful ooze of squirt down there, and her walls tightened as her sixth sense mocked her for lying to herself.Liar, liar, the tiny voice sang out.To be honest, she had only reciprocated Dante's hate on her and hadn't really been truly offended by him. On her first day at work, he had been nice and cordial to her and even gave her free orientation wh
Last Updated : 2024-11-27Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
Kiara found herself thrust into the corner of the elevator, her legs trembling as the elevator vibrated again.“What's happening?” She asked herself.The thick blackness of the elevator enveloped her to a suffocating point that she clawed her fingers on the metal walls to support her weight as she gasped for air.“Help me.” Her voice shook, and tears stung the corners of her eyes as she strained her eyes to catch sight of anything. Now that the tables had turned and she was desperate for any aid, she hoped by some surreal means Dante hadn't teleported out of the elevator, leaving her behind.She bit down on her lips till she felt the metallic taste of blood as she found the courage to say his name.“Da-Dante.” She called.Not a single movement nor sound came from his end, and panic struck her guts. “I know you hate me, okay, but please say something. I'm—I'm—her words choking her throat, her heartbeat pounding faster as she sensed her breath getting clogged up her nose.Her shak
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
At that moment, Kiara fervently prayed for the ground to split up and swallow her while she argued within herself whether to play along with his assumption or admit she was cumming for him.Pressing her lips together, she locked her thighs tighter, feeling ashamed for having carnal thoughts about him.Why else was she wet down there? If Dante found out, that would be the end of her.He'd probably put up posters and paid blogs to write articles of how shamelessly she came undone while being trapped with him.“You have to answer me this time. I can take anything else, but not you tricking me into touching your pee.” Dante thundered, and she flinched slightly at the wrath in his voice.Due to the exasperation of her silence, he ruffled his hair, then clenched his jaw as he yanked her up to her feet, with himself pinning her back against the wall.“So you're not only claustrophobic, you pee in your little pants like a toddler? Is this what the bossy Kiara is made of?” He asked.His bari
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
“Aaah, you bastard. Don't—her whimperings cut in her words with her traitorous thighs spreading despite the warning voice in her head. Dante being her office rival was lightly speaking, he was her sworn enemy so she shouldn't be squirting over his fingers.This was so wrong, yet she couldn't stop how her tight pussy was clenching at their messed up situation.His finger fucking was damn good, it made her cum-filled wetness furiously pooled at the pit of her stomach, she imagined she'd pass out soon.“Oh yea ou.” She husked.“Open up your tight pussy for me. Come on Ki.” An impatient hiss escaped his lips as he called her by her nickname pushing his two fingers in and out of her was strenuous as Kiara's clit was as tight as a virgin’s.But he'd bet on his life that she wasn't one.It was either two things: she was still a virgin, or it's been ages since she had sex. Without thinking twice, he wrapped one arm around her waist and heaved her on his hips with his fingers still buried i
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
“Wh- what did you just say?” Kiara stammered, her grip tightening around her cellphone. Right then and there she wished the electricity zap coursing through her was anger. But ‘no,’ she was turned on to a maddening level; it had to be insanity. Her hand trembled from being suspended in the air for long, yet she waited to see Dante's expression with bated breath. Yeah, it was so worth it because his gray eyes turned dark with carnal desire as his gaze swept over her body. But he masked it off with a dry chuckle, “Don't make me repeat it again, Ki. It's either you heard me the first time, or you give me the phone and let's get the hell out of here.” He said, his tone was stern, yet she could see his bulge getting worse. This man was fucked up, wasn't he? And so was she with the way her core was aching for his touch again. However, instead of admitting to herself at least that she craved a taste of him, she chose the easy way out. “Stop calling me Ki. We're not that close.” Kia
Last Updated : 2024-12-02Nextdoor Hotties Quickie In The Elevator
Poor Kiara would have envisioned that it would be too dark for him to figure out her delicious curves, but to hell with the lights. If only she'd known how he had already pictured her naked a thousand times, she'd gouge his eyes out. Wrapping her arms across her chest, she shuffled her foot as she tried to make out his expression through the pitch blackness of the elevator. “What's the use of striping? You can even see— “Leave that to me. Now do it.” Dante cut in, struggling to normalize his ragged breaths as he reached to unbuckle his belt. Damn it! The suspense was killing him, but he'd ride on till he engraved every memory of tonight in his head forever. As she unstrapped her bra, he reached for his boner, wrapping his trembling palm around it with an approving grunt. The lines of her plump breasts with peak hard nipples resting on it appeared before his vision, and his breathing went bated. Though the urge to grab her and devour her right there tempted him, he wanted to pu
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Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
Her cheeks burned so hard that she looked anywhere but at him. “Give them back. I'm cold.” She lied. Even as her walls clenched tightly, she pressed her thighs together for the sake of her dignity. If it was the last thing the heavens did for her, she inwardly begged them to stop her cum from dripping on the floor. “You were wet for me? For a kidnapper.” He repeated the term she used for him, his palm splaying at the low of her back while her gaze remained averted. “In your dreams.” She retorted, wriggling from his hold but to no avail as his grip around her grew firmer. “Thirteen, fourteen. At this point I might stop counting and give you the befitting punishment I have in mind.” He said. Glaring at him, she tried to look neutral, but her cum was threatening to pool around her, and she knew she had to salvage the situation before it got out of hand. She had to convince him to let her go to the bathroom in order to wash up. “What did I do now? You won't kill me but
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
Strangely, a sense of disappointment wrenched her guts, but she masked it off with a sharp laugh. “Really? You're letting me go. What happened to your big talks about my punishment and keeping my mouth shut?” She asked, her eyes flickering between the ajar door and his stoic expression. He only strolled to the other end of the room to grab his pack of cigarettes and then lit one. “Aren't you happy to leave? Anyone else would have fled by now.” He said idly, leaning his weight against the window before he pushed it open and puffed out into the air. Ciara's mouth only parted to form words that didn't make it out as she walked backward. “I don't trust that you won't shoot me if I turn around.” She admitted, her heartbeat thudding in her ears. With his back to her, he swept his tongue across his teeth as he spotted the rustling of leaves in the woods. “If you know where you'd find yourself the moment you step out of this facility. You'd beg me to shoot you right now.” He adv
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
Maintaining his composure, he ran his palm down the side of his face like a form of self-control technique before he returned his stoic stare on her. “Ignore my question one more time, Cee, and this will whip your ass instead. Now.” He commanded, his Italian accent mixing with the cruel authority of his tone that assured her this handsome kidnapper here never bluffed. “You asked too many questions. How am I supposed to remember the exact one?” She asked in exasperation, straining to keep her voice lower as the corner of her eyes searched for a defensive weapon to snatch. When he leaned forward to reach for her face, she threw herself off the bed and bolted to the door. “Come closer and I'll- she grabbed one of the empty bottles of scotch near the door, pointing it at him with a trembling arm. "Don't even think about that.” He warned, his calculative eyes watching her steps as he leaped towards her, dodging the bottle in time before it shattered against the wall behind him.
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
His hunter-like gaze penetrated into her bulgy green eyes before it traveled down to the plump of her lips, which had now become chapped from the cold. He imagined moisturizing them with his cum while the vision of her tight lips stretched out to take his thick shaft began to build his bulge. At that point his eyes roamed down to her small breast—which he guessed had taut pink nipples—down to her luscious big booty, that he had to look away before he lost all rationality. “I'll give you the golden opportunity to run off and dodge my bullets, and if you make it out without getting hit, that's your luck.” He offered, danger looming in his tone as his stare swept over her form till it landed on her behind, and he swallowed. He was a bad liar, and he knew that. She caught him kidnapping the girl without his mask, meaning this had become a two-way street. Either she died by his gun, or he kept her hostage for her safety unless the Cosa Nostra would find her, and when they did
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
On second thought, he didn't need it urgently. A kid was his hostage this time, not one of his usual captives that were mostly washed out soldiers -whom the Costa Nostras have cancelled- Cee, Cee, the voice in his head whispered her name like the adverse effect of nicotine that he wished the image of her voluptuous ass wasn't engraved in his memory. Peeking through her window, pretending to take selfies while she took pictures of him. Talking on the phone too loudly while she stole glances at him from the rooftop and wetting a spot in her garden for hours just to catch a glimpse of him when he stepped out. Every single one of her tactics he knew them all but pretended to be oblivious to let her get bored and move on, yet this fat-ass, pretty-faced redhead didn't seem to be budging. He loathed her for attempting to catch him off guard when he was a master of his craft. Does she think her petty reporter degree can wield enough power to unhinge him and get his ass thrown in
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
“Ryder?” She asked herself inwardly as her vision went black and the smell of leather hit her nostrils, coupled with the hot air enveloping her in the stuffiness of the trunk. Ryder was his name; that had to be it. Soon, she sensed the car's movement as they hit the road, and panic struck in her guts. Her first instinct was to scream and let him know she was trapped in his trunk; even though it sounded sensible, she wouldn't miss a golden opportunity like this to tail him to wherever he was headed. It was either now or never. By the way, what did she plan on saying if he asked how she got in there in the first place? He'd probably report her to the cops for trespassing. And that was the last thing she needed. Feeling her surroundings with her elbow, “Ahh!” She yelped when a screwdriver pricked her elbow as he took a rough U-turn. Did he change plans? She was about to ponder on his possible next move when it dawned on her that she had made a sound. Subsequently, t
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
Dropping the watering can, she did a little victory dance in her head as she moved closer to hear his response but stopped in her tracks when his steely glance hit her. Just like glancing over a disgusting trash can and then contemplating if you should spit on it or not, but you changed your mind and decided it won't be worth your while. That was exactly how she felt when their eyes met before he jogged off. “So embarrassing.” She muttered, her cheeks reddening. Quizzically looking around to see if anyone else had been watching them, she shielded her face with the corner of her hand before bolting inside. “Universe, take my life!” She lamented as she buried her face in her closet and screamed, “I don't want to live anymore.” “Who’s not living anymore?” Evelyn's voice suddenly cut in, and Ciara jumped into the closet in a startle. Her frantic movement caused her to get blinded by the wraps of clothes over her eyes, and she slipped to the floor. “Cee!” Evelyn cried,
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
Ciara found her trembling legs stepping backward as her neck muscles ached from looking up at his well-sculpted face, like a freshly carved Greek god that fell from heaven. Holy cow! Now she knew why he always shadowed his face in hoodies: because GQ magazine might just kidnap him just for a feature on their cover. However, his expression was icy and unsmiling, and for a second she wished he'd just snap her neck out of anger rather than the perilous calmness and composure he exuded. “Um, I'm Cee, your next-door neighbor.” She introduced herself, flashing a bigger grin than necessary. But the hardness in his gaze only switched to a poker expression that made her skin crawl in dread. Due to the extreme focus she had on his face, she didn't realize when her back slammed against the brick walls of his apartment that the force made her wince. Meanwhile, his height dwarfed her presence as they now stood inches from each other, and she found herself holding her breath. Just whe
Nextdoor Hotties Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
“Wait. What?!” Evelyn stared wide-eyed at her best friend as the pen slipped from her hand, landing pinpoint on her foot. “Arghh!” She squeaked, flinging the notepad to the other side of the room. “Don't be so loud. He'll hear us.” Ciara whisper-shouted, hurrying over to put her hand over Evelyn's mouth. The latter swatted her hand away immediately, along with her nose flaring up, “You lied to Mason that we had a dinner reservation at McDonald's for this?” Evelyn asked in disbelief as she limped towards the window. Yanking the curtains back, she watched a large-framed guy dressed in a baggy hoodie stalk into his apartment just a short distance away. With her heart in her throat, Ciara pressed a finger to her lips, sprinting to drag the curtains closed, “Keep it down. He'll kno- “You've been watching him like a little stalker? Come on, Cee, this guy doesn't look like one of your fans. He gives off the heebie-jeebies.” Evelyn cut in, hopping on her bad foot and then coll
