The elevator doors closed, leaving the two of them in the tight silence. They entered at the same time — he held the door, she smiled softly. Something in the air changed when their eyes met in the mirror. The elevator stopped between floors, and the light flickered slightly. “Looks like we’re stuck,” he said. She felt heat rise along her neck. He stepped closer, and her back touched the cold metal wall. “Do you feel it too?” he whispered. Her gaze dropped to his lips. Their kiss was first gentle, then became hot and greedy. His hand rested on her waist, her fingers clenched his shoulders. When the elevator started moving again, they were breathing fast and heavily. The doors opened into an empty hallway. “Room 714,” she said, turning away. But at the last moment, he stepped out of the elevator and followed her. If you don't want to miss the sequel, I need your support. I would appreciate your tips.🫦🫦🫦

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