Attention: this chapter is rated M (for sexual contant)

Chapter 3:

Sharon moved quickly and put her hand on the elevator door, preventing it from closing. She stepped inside in silence and waited for the doors to close.

"You're usually such a gentleman," she said sarcastically in a quiet voice.

Flynn rolled his eyes. "I'm just having a hard time understanding what you see in him," he said, trying to keep his voice calm.

"What I… who's him?" Sharon stuttered, perplexed.

"That Martin guy," Flynn said.

Sharon froze for a moment, as understanding hit her. She tried hard not to smile at Flynn's jealousy. "Well… he's younger," she teased him.

Flynn stared at her in frustration. She wanted to continue teasing him, but his face was too adorable. She put her free hand on the back of his neck and brought her lips to his, kissing him gently. Flynn put his hands on her waist and brought her closer to him, deepening the kiss. His tongue danced around hers for a moment, as she sucked on his upper lip. Her hand moved up and caressed his hair. They both startled when they heard the 'ding' that announced the opening of the elevator doors. Sharon fixed her hair and Flynn moved the tips of his fingers on the corners of his mouth.

"Is Rusty waiting for you at home?" he asked as they stepped out of the elevator and into the parking floor.

"I'm not sure about waiting for me, but he's home. Why?" Sharon frowned a little.

"Well…" Flynn said in an insinuating tone and Sharon arched her eyebrows as she understood.

"Well…" Sharon repeated and walked to her car, followed by Flynn. She opened the passenger side and put her purse on the seat before she closed the door again. Flynn was standing right next to her, imagining things they could be doing if she came home with him. "Goodnight," she said. He didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him, then grabbed her waist to hold her tighter, her chest against his. Sharon started breathing fast as Flynn looked at her from a few inches away, and she could feel he was aroused. He reached for the back seat door and opened it without looking away from her.

"No, this is dangerous," she tried to sound firm but she was too excited.

"Who's gonna be here on Saturday night?" Flynn said and put his hands on her cheeks as he began to kiss her again. Sharon gave in to his touch. She had no will to object. He started leading her to the entrance of the back seat, his lips not leaving hers. Sharon sat down on the edge of the sit, moved all the way back and lied down, pulling Flynn in by his tie.

She pulled his jacket off of his shoulders, and he completed the task and removed it completely, putting his body weight on her in the process. He threw it to the front seat and started to place kisses on her neck, going from the jawline and down to her collarbone. He opened the buttons of her jacket as he kissed her, revealing a white tank top with a little cleavage. He cupped her breasts with his hands, rubbing them gently, and moved down from her collarbone to kissing her cleavage.

Sharon pulled his tie a little, loosening it. She moved her hand down his body, stopping on the lump in his pants. She started rubbing it and Flynn let out a moan. He put his hands on her thighs and caressed them as he moved up under her skirt, all the way to her crotch. Her black cotton underwear seemed to struggle with him when he pulled it down her legs with both hands. The car wasn't exactly comfortable, but he wasn't going to let it get in the way.

After a moment of effort he managed to move his body to the side in a way that allowed him to remove her underwear and drop them somewhere in the dark car. Sharon lifted her right leg and laid it on the backrest, as her left leg was on the car floor. He unzipped his pants frantically before lying again on top of her, and in two quick moves he lowered his underwear and penetrated her. Sharon let out a loud moan as he did, and again when he started to move inside of her, sending waves of paralyzing pleasure up and down her body. He kissed her lips again as she put her hands on his pelvis and pulled him, telling him without words to go harder. Flynn increased his movements and Sharon tilted her head back and bit her lips, muffling her moans in attempt not to yell. Flynn put his hands on the seat, above Sharon's shoulders. They held his body a few inches above her, allowing his thrusts to become faster and harder.

"Oh, god!" she yelled, unable to keep it inside anymore, as she felt the orgasm building up fast. She had no idea how much she wanted him until they started kissing in the elevator, and now it was showing.

Flynn liked the way she was moaning and muttering, occasionally yelling. He watched her face as she peaked, her eyes shut and her mouth repeating the word "yes" in between moans. Flynn continued to move as he felt the outburst when he came, moaning quietly. For him, this moment was long due. He's been fantasizing this for quite a while. Sharon put her leg on his waist and he brought his body closer to her again, placing a kiss beneath her ear as they both tried to breath normally again.

Sharon felt like she needed time to recuperate. She wrapped her arms around him, one caressing his head slowly, and the other resting on his upper back. They continued to lie in each other's arms for a while, listening to the silence.