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sure?” He tugged at my panties. “I’m not opposed to telling him that.”
    “That’s okay...”
    He lowered his mouth to my neck, taking his time to press gentle kisses onto my skin as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
    I looked up at the floor numbers that were flashing above the doors as we passed them by—Eight, Seven, Six, and pushed him away from me.
    “We’re almost back in the lobby,” I murmured as I stepped to the other side.
    “No. We’re not.” He hit the stop button and walked over to me, pressing me against the wall again. “I actually think we do have one huge intimacy problem, Claire.”
    “ What ?”
    “Why is it that you can only be open with me about sex in text messages and notecards ?”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “You know exactly what I’m talking about.” He cut me off with a kiss and slowly hiked my dress up to my stomach. “I always have to try and read your mind , or read between your little smart-ass comments when it comes to what you want...Why is that, Claire?”
    “I...” I couldn’t focus when he looked at me like this, when he locked his eyes on mine and demanded answers that I didn’t have.
    “If you like when I fuck you with my mouth, why don’t you ever say that when we’re at home?”
    I bit my lip as he slipped a finger inside of me, as he held me steady with his other arm.
    “Hmmm, Claire? I’m standing right here ...Tell me what you want...”
    “Jonathan...” I moaned; he was pressing his thumb against my clit, punishing it with slow, sensuous circles.
    “You can’t tell me right now because you’d rather wait until you get to work and tell me in a text message ?”
    “No...”
    “Then tell me what you like...”
    “ Everything ...”
    He closed the little space that was left between us, keeping his thumb busy, bringing his mouth close to my ear. “Tell me you love it when I fuck you with my mouth.”
    “I do.”
    “ Say. It .”
    I swallowed. “I love when you go down on me...”
    He sighed and slowly pulled away from me, and I thought he was going to step over and hit the start button, but he spun me around so that I was facing the corner and gripped my waist. “You were right...We do need better communication .”
    “Jonathan, there are federal offices in here. The fire department is going to—” I stopped once I felt him sliding into me, forcing himself deeper and deeper.
    “If you think that I’m going to be happy in a marriage where my own wife can’t tell me what she wants, you’re sadly mistaken, Claire...” He held me completely still once he was entirely inside. Kissing the back of my neck, he whispered once again, “Tell. Me. What. You. Like.”
    I couldn’t think. I was too pre-occupied with thoughts of the fire department calling the elevator to check on us, thoughts about how my standing in a corner with Jonathan buried deep inside of me would look.
    Before I could snap back into reality and answer him, he pulled out and quickly thrust himself back in— over and over , making me scream louder than ever.
    “I asked you a question, Claire.” He gripped my breasts and squeezed them, slamming into me with each moan I let escape from my mouth.
    “I...I like...” I stuttered. “I like when you...”
    “ Yes ?” He moved one of his hands down to my clit and started rubbing it in a rhythm he knew all too well.
    “When you...”
    “Fuck me with your mouth...” He was speeding up his thrusts now, making it harder and harder for me to talk straight. “ Finish. The .Sentence .”
    “Wait...I...I like when...when you—”
    BEEP! BEEP!
    “Elevator car number 510 at Waldo and Emerson Associates, This is responding unit 861.” A voice came over the speakers. “Speaking to you right now is fire chief Brennan Marshall. We’ve noticed the current cart has stalled for over six minutes. Are there any persons inside?”
    BEEP! BEEP!
    “You know I don’t care if they see us like this...” Jonathan reached down