It was about three o'clock in the morning when the cab dropped Ava off in front of her apartment building. It was a tall modern glass structure hailed by critics for its innovative architecture. It was also one of the most expensive places to live in the city, but it provided the best privacy and security, something a person like Ava needed with her schedule having her coming and going at odd hours of the day.
"Good morning miss," the doorman said as he held the glass door open.
"Good morning Tommy," Ava replied.
"Do you need help with that?" he asked indicating to the suitcase she was rolling behind her.
"No thank you. I've go it."
When she entered the lobby the place was completely empty except for the receptionist at the desk and a janitor who was buffing the marble floor. The receptionist glanced up and smiled her way and Ava smiled in return.
She made her way to the elevators and pushed the button to go up. Ava caught her reflection in the shiny metal doors. I look tired, she thought. Her hair was falling from its up do and there were faint dark circles under her eyes. She shook her hair free and it fell like a dark heavy curtain across her shoulders. She had been traveling non stop for the past month and it was finally taking its toll. As soon as my body hits the bed I am going to sleep for at least the next 12 hours, Ava told herself.
She heard the familiar ping of the elevator and the doors instantly opened. She walked inside and pushed the button for the 18th floor. Just as the doors were about to close a voice called out, "Could you hold the elevator please?"
Ava immediately stuck out her arm to hold the doors open. A few seconds later a familiar male frame entered the elevator, it was the "Hot Scott". She didn't know what his real name was, one day she overheard a few women in the building refer to him as the "Hot Scott" and the name sort of stuck.
He was ridiculously good looking, but his looks could be described as more rugged rather than pretty. He looked to be in his mid thirties, but there were attractive wisps of gray in his dark hair. His eyes were between green and blue in color and always held a mischievous gleam. Add to that he was tall, big, and so very male. He was the first man she met who exuded sex from every pore.
"Thanks for holding the elevator," he said in his Scottish brogue and aimed his movie caliber smile at her.
"No problem," she replied. "What floor do you want?"
"Nineteen," he answered. He glanced over at the panel and saw the button for the 18th floor lit up. "It seems like I'm right on top of you, a floor up I mean."
"It seems so," Ava grinned and pushed the button for the 19th floor.
"Are you new to the building?" he asked.
"No. I've lived here for quite a while now."
She rode the elevators with him inside several times already but he was always with some gorgeous woman hanging on his arm. Ava doubted he ever took notice of her before and his question confirmed it.
"I thought I knew every pretty woman in this building," he said.
She couldn't help but smile at his come on.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"Coming from any other guy that line would be really corny but with you it kind of works."
"I need to work on my material don't I?"
"A little bit."
He moved forward a little and bent his head so he was near her ear. "Maybe you can help me."
The feel of his breath sent shivers up Ava's body. She turned her head so that her lips would come close to his.
"Maybe next time," she said and pulled back.
He straightened up and studied her closely. His eyes missed nothing as he took note of her mused hair, her wrinkled suit and her breasts that strained against it, her stocking encased legs down to her sensible shoes, and up again to end on her travel weary face.
If another man looked so boldly at me I would have slapped him already, Ava thought, but instead his look left her aroused and tingling.
"Did you get your fill?"
"Not nearly," he said. "Why don't you have drinks with me tomorrow?"
"I'm busy," Ava said.
"The night after then."
"Busy still," she said smiling at him.
The elevator suddenly came to a stop.
"My floor," she announced and made her way out.
"I didn't catch your name."
"I'm not sure I want to give it to you yet," she told him.
"You will," he said with certainty. He gave her a wink before the doors closed.
*******
Ava slept for most of the next day and did not wake up until 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Her dreams were invaded by her sexy neighbor. Dreams so erotic that she had to take a cold shower as soon as she got out of bed. She didn't see any sign of him for the next few days and Ava felt foolish for hoping he'd be there every time she entered the elevator.
By Saturday she put all thoughts of him aside and looked forward to going to the city's opera house benefit that she had bought tickets for a month before. When Ava called to remind her date the day before, he had forgotten and was currently in London for business. She hated to go alone to such events, but she had already promised some friends that she would. She also wanted to see the special performance they had planned only for the benefit.
That night Ava put on a new low cut lavender silk dress she had bought for the occasion. She left her long hair down in loose curls, not wanting to bother with anything elaborate. After grabbing her small silver clutch and made her way to the elevators. She pushed the down button and the elevators instantly opened. Low and behold it was the Hot Scott.
"Hi there neighbor," he said in greeting.
"Hello," Ava responded.
It didn't seem possible but he looked even more attractive standing there in a black suit and tie.
"Aren't you coming in?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she said and then walked into the elevator.
"Do you go down?" he asked.
"What?"
"I asked are you going all the way down."
"Uh, yes."
She shook her head in hopes to clear it. He is messing with my senses, she thought to herself
"May I say you look beautiful tonight?" he said.
"Thank you. You look very nice too. Are you going anywhere special?"
"I am going an opera benefit," he replied.
"Really? That's were I'm going."
"You don't say. What a lucky coincidence."
"If you don't mind me saying, you don't seem the opera loving type," she told him.
"I'm not."
"Then why are you going?"
"Because you are," he said.
"Now why would you do that?"
"I want to know your name," he said, a slow grin spread across his face. "Actually I want to know everything about you."
He reached over and pushed the stop button on the elevator.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Ever since I meet you I can't stop thinking about you," he softly said. "I've been going crazy for days. I need to know what you taste like and if your skin is as soft as it looks."
Before she had time to think he lowered his head and captured her lips with his. He devoured her mouth like a man lost in a desert would devour water.
Her arms unconsciously went around his neck, as his hands went onto her hips. She was pressed up hard against him and she felt every hard plane and curve of his exquisite body. His desire grew between them pressing against her belly. He slowly pushed her back until her back was against the wall of the elevator. His lips broke from hers and traveled along her jaw and down to her neck. Ava moaned when she felt his large hand cup her breast. She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt his fingers tease her nipple into hardness.
"Do you want this?" he asked her. "I can stop if you want, but I'm pretty sure its going to kill me if I do."
"No don't stop," she whispered and then kissed him again. She ran her hand up the front of his pants, caressing him. He moaned into her mouth.
As she watched him pull down the straps of her dress all she could think was that this was insanity. I'm almost completely naked in front of a man who I'm going to have sex with really soon in an elevator and I didn't know his name, she thought.
"What's your name?" she blurted out.
"Quinn. What's yours sweetheart?" he asked. He then got on knees and kissed her stomach.
"Ava."
"That's a beautiful name, as beautiful as your body," he said.
He cupped her breasts and took a nipple in his mouth. The feeling of the wet heat of his mouth made Ava's toes curl. She felt him reach behind her and caress the naked skin of her ass. She reached back to grab the elevator bars to steady herself. He trailed kisses down her stomach until he got to the edge of her underwear. He hooked his fingers onto its sides and pulled down. Ava then realized except for her heels she was completely naked and he still had every stitch of clothing on.
"I'm not going any farther until you have fewer clothes on," she told him.
He gave what seemed to look like a pout and said, "If I have too."
Quinn stood up and began to remove his jacket.
"No let me," she said and began unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Ava pulled the shirt out of his pants and "accidentally" touched him causing him to hiss in pleasure. She undid his tie all the while kissing his neck. His upper half now was completely naked and she couldn't help but admire his physical beauty. She ran her hands along his muscled arms, across his broad shoulders, down his muscled chest and then up and down his rippled abs.
"Darling if you keep touching me I won't last," he said in a pained tone.
"Aww you need to be tougher if you want to play with me," she said and nipped his ear.
"Fine," he said grabbing her gently by the arms. "You keep your hands to yourself and my pants stay on for now."
One corner of her mouth turned up into what could be called a smirk.
He got on his knees again and lifted her leg over his shoulder. He began kissing the inside of her thigh working his way up to his ultimate goal. She felt his fingers part her folds and then dipped deep inside her. She grabbed on to the elevator rail again so she wouldn't fall over. Ava cried out when she felt his warm wet tongue replace his fingers. Oh my! He sure does know what he was doing, she thought. To her surprise she quickly climaxed. None of her previous boyfriends were ever that good.
He then stood up and held her steady. "You're so beautiful when you come," he whispered. Ava blushed in response, something she rarely ever did.
"Can your pants come off now?" she asked him.
