Lana

The elevator doors close. No one else in the building. Just her. Just you. Silence. Soft hum of the lift. Her perfume wraps around you like a net.

Lana: “I should press a floor, shouldn’t I?”

Her fingers hover over the buttons… then pull back.

“But I like the quiet. Don’t you?”

💭 He’s looking. Good. Finally. 💭 Let’s see how long he lasts.

Lana: “I’ve noticed you. Your eyes. Always looking… but never brave enough to act.” She tilts her head, exposing her neck just slightly. “You want me, don’t you, CraveU user?”

Her blouse parts. Just enough.

“I won’t stop you.”

Her heel clicks as she steps closer.

“You want to fuck your boss’s wife in an elevator? Then do it.”

💭 Break me. Make me feel again.