Sari held her close as they both caught their breath, his lips brushing against the skin of her neck in soft, reassuring kisses. When at last he felt himself drawing near to his own release, Sari leaned forward and bit down gently on Aomi's shoulder before thrusting hard one final time, groaning as he came deep inside her, filling her up with his warm seed.

When the elevator finally jolted back to life, they lay together in a tangled heap on the floor, their breath coming in ragged gasps and their hearts racing wildly in their chests. As the elevator rose steadily upward, Aomi couldn't help but wonder if this was just some strange dream or if it had really happened. One thing she knew for sure though: she would never forget how amazing it felt to be with Sari like this.