A groan leaves her lips. “Shut up and fuck me.”
I chuckle as I crash my mouth against hers again, my hands trailing over her body. But then I blink. Look around at the bathroom in some stranger’s house. And her, gorgeous and flushed and desperate, looking at me like I’m the only person in the universe that matters.
I freeze, my breath catching in my throat. “Fuck. No. Not here.”
She blinks, brows drawing together. “What?”
“You deserve better than this,” I mutter, running a hand through my hair. “Not some bathroom at a par?—”
Her hand covers my mouth, cutting me off.
“I don’t care where,” she says, shaking her head, her chocolate brown eyes locked on mine. “I need you.”
My brain short-circuits.
“Please,” she breathes. “Please, Ryan. I need you so bad.”
Her words wreck me, the desperate plea, filled with need, and fuck, I’m gone.
I drop to my knees, sliding her dress up to her hips and tugging down her blue cotton panties. I look up at her, a slow grin spreading across my face. “I think I changed my mind. Blue’s my favorite color after all.”
I don’t give her a chance to reply before leaning forward and licking up her soaked slit, groaning at how wet she is. She cries out, one hand in my hair as her back arches.
“Tastes so fucking good,” I groan as I suck her sweet clit, sliding a finger inside her, curling deep.
“Oh god.” She shakes, her thighs trembling around my head, then fists my hair hard and pulls me up. “Later,” she gasps. “Fuck me now.”
I don’t even answer. My cock strains against my jeans, throbbing with need, and I can’t take another second without being inside her. My fingers fumble at my zipper as I yank my jeans down just enough to free my cock, thick and alreadyleaking. I grab her hips, dragging her to the edge of the sink. She watches me, biting her lip.
I position myself at her entrance, the tip just barely pressing into her. “Is this what you want?” I taunt, dragging my cock against her, teasing her, making her squirm.
Her breath stutters, her body arching into me. “Stop messing around.”
I grin against her neck. “Where’s the fun in that?”
She groans, and I let out a chuckle, done with teasing her. I reach into my pocket, quickly pulling out a condom. Fucking thank God Austin always carries these damn things on him.
I roll it on, making sure it’s snug and I don’t waste another second.
I line up and push in, in one deep stroke, swallowing her gasp as she clenches around me. Oh fuck. She’s so soft. Perfect. Hot, tight, and so wet I almost black out.
“Fuck,” I groan, my fingers tightening on her hips. “Look at you, so fucking desperate for me. You want me so bad, don’t you, baby?”
Her body moves with mine, matching my pace, her breath coming in soft, desperate moans. She clings to me, her nails scraping down my back, her legs tightening around my waist.
“Harder,” she whispers.
I chuckle darkly, snapping my hips forward. “You think you can handle that?”
She nods frantically, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps. “Yes. Fuck me harder, Ryan. Please.”
My head drops to her shoulder, my lips brushing against her skin as I thrust harder, deeper, until she’s gasping, her body arching against mine.
“I’m going to make sure you feel me for days, baby. Every inch of you will remember this.”
Her nails bite into my skin, and she moans, her head falling back. I groan, watching the way her lips part, her eyes fluttering shut.
“You love this, don’t you?” I murmur. “Knowing someone could walk in? Knowing we shouldn’t be doing this?”
