I decided to engage in a little sexual warfare of my own. Pinned this way, there was only one option to do so.
With all my might, I clenched the muscles of my core, delighting in the strangled noise that came from the back of his throat.
“There she is. My little hellcat.” I could have sworn I heard a hint of pride in his rough voice. “Do it again.”
I squeezed again, giving it everything I had. Sasha groaned in response before using his free hand to hold my hip steady as he began to pound into me faster, with no mercy—not that it had been particularly merciful before.
My eyes rolled back into my head as tingles gathered between my thighs, growing stronger with each punishing thrust until suddenly they burst free, extending through my limbs, pleasure washing over me in waves.
“That’s it,” Sasha praised, never slowing his pace. “Let’s see if we can make it a double feature.”
Holy hell. I wouldn’t survive another.
I was completely spent, my body going limp in his hold. I became the fuck doll he described, nothing more than a place to stick his dick to get off.
The banging against the wall grew louder as he pistoned in and out of my pussy like a machine.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” His hushed, gravelly voice sent a shiver down my spine.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Thank God there was a hand pressed tight to my mouth because the blood-curdling scream that tore up my throat would have given us away in an instant.
Sasha froze, and I could feel his dick throbbing deep inside me, but I was almost too afraid to breathe for fear of discovery.
“Is someone in there?” A male voice sounded through the door.
There was a beat of silence before the door handle was jiggled, and the person on the other side realized it was locked.
“Okay, now I know you’re in there. This door is never locked.”
Clearing his throat, Sasha replied, “It’s just me. Needed to work something out real quick.”
The man on the other side let out a loud snort. “Yeah, right. You’re not fooling me. Did you forget who you’re talking to?”
“Get the fuck outta here, Slate!” Sasha barked back.
A chuckle sounded through the door. “Someone’s testy. Did I interrupt before you got your rocks off?”
“Hold on, baby.” The words were whispered in my ear a split second before he anchored both hands on my hips, hefting me up so I could loop my legs around his waist.
Holding me steady with one arm, he slammed the other so hard against the door that I jumped. When he rammed into me so forcefully that my teeth rattled, I let out a scream. His grunts and groans grew louder with each slam, echoing throughout the dark room.
“Oh fuck! Sasha!” I cried, another orgasm barreling into me with the force of a freight train.
Sasha finally let go, coming with a roar, pumping into me violently until he emptied himself completely.
“I didn’t need to hear that,” came from the disgusted voice on the other side of the door.
“You asked for it!” Sasha shouted back.
Footsteps faded into the distance. That’s when our private-moment-turned-public finally sank in, and I began to giggle. “Oh my God. Did that just happen?”
He buried his face in the crook of my neck, chest vibrating with his own laughter. “Sorry about that. Had to teach Braxton a lesson.”
Ah, Braxton. Clearly, he was an instigator.
Couldn’t say I was sorry that he’d gotten more than he bargained for after the shit he stirred in the locker room. Some lessons needed to be learned the hard way.
