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“Thinking,” she slurs her words just a little.
“Thinking of what?”
“Thinking of where I can have you all to myself,” she whispers loudly right as she falls into me with a snicker.
I should feel guilty when I grab her hand and drag her behind me. She is giggling and it is obvious that she is not sober.
I don’t bother walking toward the elevators to take her to my room. I see the signs for the men’s restroom and pull her in there with me. As luck would have it, the place is empty.
“Zach,” she giggles again but doesn’t try to get away from me. “Do you know where we are? I’m not supposed to be in here.”
I don’t say a word. I open a stall and yank her inside, then slam closed the door behind her, locking us in the process.
“I’ve never been in a men’s restroom before,” she looks adorable when she brings a hand up to cover her mouth.
“Have you ever thought of getting fucked in a men’s restroom before?” I watch as her eyes get glazed over, lust taking over every fiber of her being. She also looks more sober all of a sudden, which is a good thing. I don’t want her to forget anything that happens tonight.
“Only by you,” she whispers.
Good answer.
CHAPTER 19
Hurts so good
Hunter
I feel claustrophobic in the enclosed space of the restroom stall. But I love the way Zach’s eyes take in my every breath. They touch me in places no one has had access to in a very long time.
My soul has been starving for physical connection. For a human’s touch. But not just any human, no, I need Zach. I am hungry for him, for everything that is him.
“Undo your pants,” he growls at me, his eyes never wavering from my face. My fingers are already unbuttoning my tight slacks before my brain even has time to send the information to my hands.
As soon as my button snaps open, I push my pants and thong down my hips, but stop when they are right under my butt cheeks. I got my high heels on, and I don’t want to take them off in a public restroom, especially a men’s restroom. I try not to shudder at that thought while trying to come up with an idea on how to get naked.
“Turn around,” Zach growls again, and I shake my head in confusion. “Turn the fuck around,” he repeats. “Hands on the door.”
I don’t question anything and just turn around. My hands slap on the cold surface of the door when he grabs my hips and pulls me back. He runs his hands gently over the globes of my butt, the touch barely a whisper, making me break out into goosebumps, which in turn makes me push my butt into his hands.
Zach’s groan echoes in the large space in between ceiling and where the wall of the stall ends.
“Are you hot for me, Hunter?” I hum and nod my head, but Zach is not happy. “Say the words,” he barks and pinches the delicate skin right underneath my one butt cheek.
“I’m hot only for you, Zach,” I moan out loud, more in pleasure than in pain as he continues playing with my butt.
His long finger runs underneath each globe, making me want to jump out of my skin. I am startled when his free hand slams against the door right above my own hands that find no purchase on the almost slippery surface.
“Zach,” I moan again. The alcohol is muddling my brain but not enough that I don’t know what I am doing. It’s just giving me the courage to go along with it. I can finally have Zach back, even if it is for just this one time.
“I’m going to give you what I know you want,” his lips are close to the back of my neck where I can feel the heat of his breath on my skin. “I will give it to you hard this time,” he bites me, and I jump again. It hurts so good.
I hear his zipper going down, and it is like a trigger to my pussy. I am wet to the point that it’s dripping down the inside of my legs. I have a fleeting moment where I wonder if my fancy pants will get ruined, but then I decide that I don’t care. Having Zach is the most important thing to me right now.
When his cock springs forward from the confinement of his pants, I let out a huge sigh of relief. He is not just teasing me, he’s really going to do it. I was worried that this would be my punishment finally, getting me all hot, then abandoning me with no relief and my pants just about around my ankles.
“Be ready,” he whispers in my ear but doesn’t give me any time to prepare myself. He plunges in like he’s been doing it for all these years. It all feels new but also familiar. This is all I’ve been wanting since the last time I had him.
“I missed you so much, Zach,” I cry out, loving the way his name sounds on my lips. He pushes into me harder and harder until my chest is flat to the door.
