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She steps into me, pushing those fingers at my shoulders like she’s owed something. And the second she manages to get her mouth on mine, I grab her arm and press her back to the door to make damn sure we’re on the same page.
A loose gasp comes out of her from my weight on her, and she rears her head back to the door to keep looking at me.
“Tell me you wanna fuck.”
She slowly stretches a long, wide smile over her lips. “Crass.”
“Little lady, you haven’t heard anything yet.” A small giggle comes out of her. “But, just so we’re clear, say the words.”
She still looks at me, maybe weighing her options some more. My own tongue snakes over my lips, dick about ready to get exactly where it wants to go. “Yes, Kai. I want to fuck.” That’ll do for me.
She gasps as my mouth lands on hers and then whimpers as I wrench the hem of her dress up. Sharp nails dig into me, pulling me closer than I already am, and before I know what’s happening, she’s shoving me backwards to get to my belt. Frantic doesn’t even begin to cut it. We’re both all over each other. My hand is in between her thighs, searching for wet pussy, and she’s diving straight in my pants for dick. My goddamn eyes almost roll out of my head when she grabs on hard, and I end up bracing the door by her head so I can stay upright.
“Fuck, that’s good,” I growl, as she strokes me. “Tell me how you want it.”
“I just want fucking. Hard. I want to forget.”
Unsure what the hell she needs to forget about, and not really giving that much of a damn anyway, I spin her so she’s facing the door and planting her hands on it. The panties get shredded out of the damn way, and I dig in deeper with my fingers. “You just want me to fuck pussy, yeah?” She moans a little and grinds her ass on my hand. “You need me hurting you?” Her head nods quietly. “Little lady needs a bad guy inside her, huh?”
“Yes.”
“Bet you don’t even know what a bad guy feels like.” My teeth scrape against her neck, tongue wandering over fine-smelling skin, and I stroke my dick up the crease of her ass. “I should just come all over your fine ass. Leave you wanting more. Tell me you want me fucking you.”
I ease it through the wet feel of her pussy, desperate to hear her push for it.
“Oh god, please.”
“What? What does this fine-ass body want with someone like me?”
“Fuck me. Please.” I shove in nice and slow the second she begs for it, needing more of that fine voice asking for me. “Jesus,” she murmurs.
Damn world spins the moment I'm fully in, and one hand covers hers so I can keep balance. The size of me, and the tight squeeze of her, means I'm all invested. She arches up, giving me all she can so I can go as deep as I want, and that just makes me frantic for more. Doesn’t take long before it's turning damn rough and I’m living my best life inside someone who’s begging for nothing else but that.
Groans and whimpers sound out quietly, and I end up spinning her around and hooking a leg up so I can look at those lips panting. Something shoves the door she’s up against at some point, and I shout a ‘fuck off’ as loudly as I can to make a damn point. Whatever grumbling comes back at me doesn’t get listened to. I’m far too busy watching her as she climbs another leg up around my waist and just lets me devour her.
Her hand braces the wall to the left, and her other arm clings on tight as I keep fucking us both to the edge. Fierce eyes hold mine. No backing off or closing them. And she keeps those nails dug in deep, pushing me on for more and more of the same kinda punishment I enjoy.
I end up causing her some pain with my own fingers buried deep into her skin, and finally those eyes start thinking about closing. She tenses – everything about her. The thighs grip on tight, the hand on the wall comes to my neck, and her head starts tipping upwards. “Jesus, yes,” she moans, pulling on me.
“That’s it, baby. Give it to me.”
“More. Oh, god, yes. FUCK!”
Raw, and balls are aching like a bitch, I keep fucking until there’s no breath left in me and my legs start turning weak. She’s moaning, I’m groaning. It’s still as manic as it was when it started, and now our mouths are locked in sweet fucking abandon and I’m needing every second of her I can get.
Relief and sheer fucking agony flow through me at the same time, and the cum pours out of me. It’s in that next breath that my head comes back to some semblance of sane. “Fuck.” I pant and stay buried inside her, slowly rocking my hips to get every last piece of me inside something as fine as her, and lay my forehead on her chest. “Didn’t use anything.”
Heavy breaths labour above my head, and her hand gently plays with my hair. “No.” She sounds less bothered about that than me, so I stay buried inside her with no want to get out. “Shame.” I pull my head back and look at her. “Might have helped.” I frown and let go as she starts trying to move her leg. “One thing I’d be in control of.”
“What?”
“Doesn’t matter.” She pulls my mouth to hers again and plays with our tongues, gently roaming around less frantically. “You’re good at this,” she murmurs between us. My hips keep rocking, ass tensing with every next squeeze of her pussy around me. “Real.” Feels like heaven, no matter the grimy bathroom we’re in. “But you can get out of me now.”
I pull back and let her balance on her own, watching as she shifts her dress back into place quietly. She frowns to herself and looks in the mirror, running her fingers over her smudged lipstick.
“You alright?” I ask.
“Yes. Fine.” Doesn’t seem fine. Still, what the hell do I know about fine-ass women who want a rough session in the bathroom of some bar? Nothing. And more than that, I don’t care either, no matter how good that was. I clean up and tuck myself back inside my pants, about ready to leave her if that’s what she wants. “We should drink some more,” she says.
