I tuck my cock back into my pants. “If you keep looking so delicious in public, then yes.” I hit the button and the elevator starts to move again while Anna fixes her skirt. I take her hand as we exit the elevator to the stares of everyone in the lobby. “Let’s go home.”
“Can we stop my apartment first?” she asks. “I’m going to need more clothes if you keep ripping them off me.”
I laugh, and it echoes off the walls. “Deal.”