AllFreeNovel
Share Us
There were a few texts from Rowdy, but I chose to ignore those. Instead, I checked my email and saw that I had one from Professor Saunders asking how things were going.
She was so sweet.
I smiled as I typed back a reply. I was still typing when the music outside became louder and then muffled again as the bathroom door swung open and then closed. I paid no mind to the footsteps traveling across the tile until the shadow they belonged to darkened my stall.
A moment later, the door rattled when the person pulled on the handle.
“Someone’s in here,” I called out.
Instead of trying the next one, the person yanked on the handle even harder as if they were trying to tear the entire door off.
“Uhh, helloooo? What part of occupied do you not understand?”
The nut job didn’t respond and yanked on the handle again. This time, a screw fell loose.
Oh, shit.
Another hard tug, and they’d be in.
Done with this day, I shot to my feet and unlocked the door. “Is it really that serious? There are two other stalls that are empty, weirdo. Just—” I ripped the door open without thought, and the rest of my rant died at finding Rowdy’s scowling mug on the other side.
He was no longer in his work uniform from this morning. He was dressed in all black with the hood of his sweatshirt thrown over his head and concealing part of his handsome face.
My brain shouted,Run, and I jolted into action.
Before I could shut the door in his face, however, Rowdy slowly stepped into the stall with me, pushing me back until we were both closed inside.
“Wha—um—what…what are you doing here?”
Without saying a word, he slipped my phone out of my hand. “I guess you don’t need a phone since you don’t like to answer this motherfucker, huh?”
My eyes widened, and I silently shook my head, but he held it up in my face anyway, gripped each end with both hands, and snapped it in half.
Hesnapped it…inhalf.
I didn’t even want to know what he could do tomeif he could dothat.
A choked gasp escaped me, and then I quickly found my voice. “Why did you do that?” I screamed.
“Who the fuck you raising your voice at?” he barked back while getting all in my face. I swallowed my retort since I didn’t relish a repeat of this morning. “Next time, you answer when I call, Atlas. If I have to track you down again, I’m putting my foot in your ass.”
I didn’t really believe he’d hurt me, but I did believe he’d make me sorry. Either way, I was beyond caring. “Fuck you. You’re not my father.”
It was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
One angry kiss in the heat of the moment led to him shoving up my red leather skirt and throwing me against the stall door. Rowdy turned me until my front was pressed against the door and he was looming behind me.
Rowdy quickly ripped open his belt, and then his jeans and boxers were shoved down around his ankles. I felt his chest at my back a moment later, his dick poking around my wet hole, and when he entered me, it was rough and ruthless. He made me take it all, filling me up, and then he pummeled my pussy from behind and talked shit.
“You…”Thrust.“Gon’…”Thrust.“Learn…”Thrust.“Not…”Thrust.“To…”Thrust.“Play…”Thrust.“With…”Thrust.“Me.”
I was mid-scream when I heard the bathroom door swing open and heels clicking on the tile as someone entered. I knew Rowdy heard, but he didn’t care as he continued to fuck me without discretion.
“Atlas?” the intruder called out.
I squeezed my eyes closed when I recognized the concerned voice and realized it was the worst possible person standing on the other side listening to Rowdy screw me.
“You gave her my pussy?” he asked me for the third time. His voice mixed with the sound of our skin clapping together, the stall door rattling under our weight, and the music outside as he fucked me.
