Total pages in book: 176
Estimated words: 167257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 558(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 558(@300wpm)
“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.
He snapped it…in half.
I didn’t even want to know what he could do to me if he could do that.
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.
“Nooooo.”
“Why you lying?”
I squealed when he paused, bent his knees slightly, and slammed inside me from a different angle. “Oh, fuck! I’m not! I’m not!” He was simply hitting it too deep for me to sound convincing.
“But you want to, don’t you?”
“N-no.”
“Yes, you do,” he said calmly and matter-of-factly as he kissed the side of my face. “I know you do.”
“Mm-mm,” I continued to deny. Rowdy was much too jealous for me ever to admit the truth. I was curious about Ruen, but it wasn’t worth the bloodshed.
This, fucking me in a public bathroom while she listened on the other side, was bad and embarrassing enough, thank you. Neither of us was even attempting to be discreet as the force of Rowdy’s thrusts threw our bodies against the door, making it rattle violently.
“Atlas!” Ruen tugged on the broken door handle, but Rowdy was stronger. His hand was gripping the top, holding it closed while he continued to brutalize my body. An alpha in her own right, I knew Ruen wasn’t letting it go until she knew that whatever was happening on the other side was consensual.
I’m sure it sounded bad, but it felt so fucking good.
“Answer her,” Rowdy goaded, hitting me with a particularly mean stroke and stealing the words before I could. My eyes had rolled to the back of my head. “Tell her how much you love this dick.”
“I-I’m fi-i-ine!”
He chuckled, but it was dry and without humor when I pointedly left out the rest. It didn’t matter in the end. He made sure it was obvious how much I loved being used by him.