“Yeah,” I stammered, refusing to look up and meet the heated gaze that was on me. “Sorry. I didn’t see you there.”
“Well, that’s a shame. And here I thought you must have seen me since you followed me to the bathroom.”
Against my better judgment, I decided to look up slowly and found dark brown eyes fixated on me. That same cocky smile I had seen not too long ago flashed across his face, showing off the perfect dimples in his cheeks. He pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth before popping it free, the fullness of it making me want to lean in and bite it.
“I wasn’t following you,” I said quietly, trying to find that tequila-laced confidence that I had only a few minutes ago.
“You sure about that?” He tilted his head to look at me, his hand still warm against my lower back. If he moved it down just slightly, it would be firmly planted on my ass. As if reading my thoughts, he raised his eyebrows and lowered his hand. I could feel the heat radiating off of my body as it begged for more.
“Yeah, I was just heading to the bathroom myself.”
“Well, then, I won’t keep you.” He slowly stepped away, lowering his hand from my body as his fingers brushed across my ass, sending shivers up my spine.
Perhaps it was the tequila running through my veins or the lack of sex, but something changed deep inside, forcing me to act on impulse. I grabbed his hand, pulling him into me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his. His lips immediately parted as his tongue licked across my lips, begging for entrance.
Strong hands wrapped around my waist, then dipped down and brushed against my ass as he walked us back against the wall so we were out of the way of those walking past us. I heard a few girls whispering about how hot he was but ignored the comments about why he would choose someone like me. Their opinions didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was the hard bulge that was pressed against my thigh as his mouth devoured mine.
Suddenly, he broke the kiss and pulled away, running a hand down the scruff that dotted his jawline.
“Come with me,” he growled, taking me by the hand and leading me down the hallway into a private area marked with employee-only signs.
“I don’t think we’re supposed to be back here,” I whispered, looking around to make sure no one was going to catch us.
“It’s fine,” he responded quickly before pulling me into a linen closet and closing the door behind us.
It was too dark to see anything, but within a few seconds, he turned on the flashlight on his phone before setting it on the shelf beside us. He reached over and grabbed me, pulling me back into his arms as his mouth trailed kisses down my neck.
I could feel the aching between my thighs. The wetness that was already starting to pool against the thin fabric of my black lace thong. My chest heaved as he kissed me, lowering his mouth to my breasts as his hands reached up and cupped them.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, his breath tickling my skin.
“Yes,” I moaned, leaning in to get closer to him as he licked along the lace of my bra before pulling the cup down with his teeth and exposing a pebbled nipple. His lips immediately found it, pulling it in and sucking hard as a wave of pleasure spread over me.
“Say it. I need to make sure we’re on the same page with what we are doing here.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Turn around,” he growled, pulling away from me to give me space to do so.
I did as he asked, bracing myself against the shelf in front of me. It didn’t look the sturdiest, but my options were limited in the small linen closet.
My heart raced through my chest so loudly that I barely heard the sound of him unzipping his pants and tearing the foil on the condom wrapper. He pushed my skirt further upmy thighs, the chill in the air nipping at my ass that was fully exposed and in plain sight for him now.
“Fuck, you have a nice ass. I wish we had more time so I could truly enjoy it.”
“Thank you,” I replied coyly over my shoulder as I felt his cock brush against my ass.
I held on tight to the shelf as I spread my legs as far as I could without losing my balance as his fingers edged under my thong and slid inside of me. I gasped at the welcomed intrusion, pleased with how wet and ready I was for him. Then he slid another finger inside and I thought I was going to come right then and there. I let my head roll back, resting against his chest as I enjoyed the feel of his slightly rough hands on my body.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled against my ear as his fingers pumped faster and harder. “I bet you taste delicious, don’t you?”
I nodded, unable to respond because any functional brain cells I had at this point were focused on my clit, which he was now rubbing with his thumb. Before I was ready for him to stop, he pulled his hand away and stuck his fingers in his mouth, sucking them before making a popping sound when he pulled them free.
“I knew it. Delicious,” he said with a low chuckle. “Now I want to feel how good that pussy feels wrapped around me. You think you’re ready for this big cock?”
I nodded again. I was full-on panting at this point, on the verge of coming undone in a linen closet. There was no way I was in any shape to speak actual words to him. Firm hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he lined his cock up at my entrance and slowly pushed inside.
“Ahhhh,” I cried out, intense pleasure threatening to overcome my body any second now. He was beyond well endowed. He was downright huge. My pussy tightened aroundhim, forcing him to stop for a second so I could get used to his size. I tried to spread my legs further so he could go deeper, but the sound of fabric tearing as I felt the slit on my thigh spread forced me to stop. There was no way I was going to be able to walk out of here and pretend nothing happened if I had a slit all the way up to my vagina.