What Goes Up, Must Come Down

Bella Rolland and Olivia Madison step into the freight elevator dressed in matching lingerie that hugs their curves. Their eyes meet. Then their mouths do. Slow, deep kisses as the car begins its climb. Shaved skin meets shaved skin once the lace slips down. Bella presses Olivia against the wall, tongue working her slick folds. Olivia’s natural tits rise with every sharp breath she takes. They trade places. Lips, fingers, the same wet hunger. When the elevator finally descends, neither one is finished.