The elevator

The story begins [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/du3p0j/in_the_hotel_lobby_romantic/)…

Our stroll to the elevator is like walking on electricity. I am inside a vivid dream. The chime of the door opening alerts me. It is empty as we enter. Walking in we each meet eyes, stealing side glances. It is another moment I will never forget.

We turn around and face the lobby like another tired, bored couple. But as soon as the doors close the devouring begins. I grab her and finally get to kiss her neck. I want to inhale her. She pulls me closer with her fingers in my hair. I hold the small of her back as I pull her to me. As she moves her head to give her neck to me and presses her hips against me I can feel the muscles in her back moving. I find myself thrilled that I can feel her responding with that kind of movement.

“You are so beautiful,“ she whispers.

“I want to make you happy,“ I respond.

“I’m already…”

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In the hotel lobby… [Romantic]

I know. I don’t even have to look. I’ve never seen you in person but I can tell by the sound of your heels on the marble floor as they click across the lobby. Your presence has a gravitional pull — my tides are surging even before I turn around.

I’m afraid to look into the sun. I’m afraid to look at you — but I do. A smile illuminates my face before I know I’m smiling.

I look away, amazed at the emotions that saturate me.

You sit across the room at a high table, pretending this is just another day, just another drink. But you cannot maintain that theatre. Soon you look at me with your sweetest honesty and I know I need to be near you and be securely in your space.

I sit down across from you. I think about saying something but then I glance up and your eyes are on me. I see galaxies in them. If I hold your gaze everything else will disappear.

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