Page 75 of No Small Sin

She nodded, scribbling our order down on her notepad. The moment she turned to walk away, he turned the toy off again.

I melted into him. “Please take it out,” I murmured.

I wasn’t above crying to get my way.

It probably wouldn’t have taken much more from him for the tears to be real. I was a mess.

“You want me to fuck you quick and dirty in the bathroom, cuore mio? Just get it over with and give you some relief?”

“Fuck, please. Yes,” I replied.

I pushed back from the table and pretty much ran to the single-occupancy restroom with Beck hot on my heels.

“Two holes left to round my day off, so you’re gonna have to give me that pretty mouth first, baby,” he said, closing the door behind him and twisting the lock into place.

“Fuckinggladly,” I responded, dropping to my knees and tugging at his shorts.

His cock bobbed free, smacking into my waiting palm and I took it upon myself to eagerly guide him past my pouty lips.

I looked up at him with all the love and adoration I constantly felt and hoped that he could feel the emotions radiating from me as I took him deep.

“I love you so fucking much,” he groaned.

I relaxed around his length and he pumped into me, hitting that glorious spot near the back of my throat that I didn’t know existed until Beck.

My throat heated, the intensity of it prickling over my skin and spreading throughout the rest of my body.

I shattered, no longer able to control the movements of my head, moaning at the near-suffocating feel of it.

I could’ve screamed but… yanno… my mouth was full.

“Perfect. Fucking. Girl.” His hips jerked with each word, his thumb dragging across my bottom lip. “Such a good little whore, getting off on having your throat fucked.”

My pussy pulsed, begging to be filled by him.

Thankfully, he could read me like no one else.

He pulled out of me and lifted me to my feet, turning me and nudging me forward to lean onto the bathroom countertop.

This club was a nice place, and I was suddenly glad that we weren’t in some grody public bathroom. Not that it would have stopped us if we were.

He slipped my shorts off, and slid his hands up my outer thighs, bringing one over to gently twist the plug out of my ass.

I sighed in relief, my body sinking harder into the cold granite of its own accord.

My senses were fuzzy at best from the events of the day.

Beck stepped into me, stroking his cock over my sensitive flesh. I arched into him, grunting impatiently.

“I know, baby,” he assured me, twisting the ends of my long hair around his fist.

He tugged my head back and thrust into me, filling me completely.

He fucked me just like he’d promised: quick and dirty.

He stroked my inner walls, hitting my G-spot with near-lethal precision.

His hand snaked around to my clit, the perfect pressure there sending me spiraling over the edge again at the same time he spilled into me.

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