Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
She laughed.
“Oh, I am. I’m dead fuckin’ serious.”
She blinked, then turned to stare at the bathroom door like she was hoping for it to open.
“I don’t know what to say,” she said finally.
“Nothing to say, darlin.’ We’re doing this,” I vowed, tilting her head up until I could get to her mouth.
Then I slammed my mouth down onto hers.
She gasped, and I used that to my advantage, thrusting my tongue inside the depths of her mouth, tangling my tongue with hers.
She moaned and sagged against the sink, and I gathered her into my arms, moving both of us backwards until I could lead her into the furthest disabled access stall.
She moaned when I turned her, flipping her to face me, before I pressed my hips against hers.
Her back was to the wall now, and her arms circled around my neck as I deepened the kiss.
She gasped when my hand moved from her hip, to curl under her dress.
Her black panties were silk.
Eyes nearly crossing, I moved my fingers until they teased the band of her panties at the lower part of her back.
When she didn’t protest the movement, I slowly let them slip inside, allowing my fingers to follow the line of her crack.
Her head fell backward, and her eyes connected with mine as we both inhaled huge gulps of air.
“We shouldn’t do this here,” she advised. “It’s bad.”
“Fuck bad,” I murmured, lifting her up until her legs were around my hips.
She gasped into my mouth as I let my fingers run down the length of her slit.
When I felt the wetness at the entrance to her pussy, I gathered it, circling her hole with just the tips of my fingers.
Slowly, I coated nearly three fingers, and let first one, then two, slip inside of her.
Her eyes widened at the feel of me filling her, and then they closed all together when I moved them in and out.
Her hips jerked as she tried to find what she needed, and I moved my lips down to her exposed collarbone, nipping with my teeth and letting my beard play along the top of her shoulders.
It rasped against her smooth skin, and I smiled, knowing for a fact that she’d have a beard burn tomorrow.
Did I care?
Hell no.
I wanted her to wear my mark.
“You feel so good,” she breathed, but froze when the door to the bathroom pushed open, and two females poured through, laughing about something.
“God, did you see the two hotties in the tuxes at the table behind ours?” one asked.
When I saw Tasha’s eyes narrow, and the fog of passion start to drift away from her eyes, I slammed my mouth back onto hers and eased another finger inside of her.
Now she was taking three, and it was all I could do to whip out my cock and demand that she take me.
“I’m close,” she whispered.
My cock hardened impossibly further.
“I know, Tammy! I think they’re identical twins, too! Can you imagine having both of those hotties at the same time?” another female voice butted in.
The sound of water running had me dropping her back down to her feet before I dropped down to my knees and roughly shoved her dress up.
I was extremely pleased that they had such a big stall, otherwise it would’ve been impossible to do this here.
But it was, and we did.
I held her dress up with one hand and lifted her leg to rest over my shoulder with the other before I pulled her panties aside and buried my mouth into her pussy.
The flavor of her burst over my tongue like a spice cake, and I nearly groaned in excitement.
Tasha did let out a little squeak of surprise that quickly turned to sheer lust in the next second.
“Oh, God,” she gasped when I shoved two fingers back into her while I sucked her pretty little clit into my mouth.
I flicked it with my tongue and looked up at her as she watched me go down on her.
I wasn’t the least bit surprised when the ripples started to roll through her.
Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and her juices covered my face.
I lapped and sucked my way through her orgasm, only stopping when her fingers tightened into my hair.
“What was that?” the woman outside the stall asked.
“I thought I heard something,” the other replied.
“Oh, well, I don’t hear anything now.”
I let her panties slip back over her pussy, then brought my fingers up to my mouth and licked them clean.
Her eyes widened as she watched, her chest heaving.
I stood up and pressed my mouth against hers.
She didn’t seem to mind the taste of herself on my mouth, and I found that I quite liked that a fuckuva lot.
Oh, the possibilities.
“Let’s go eat,” I mumbled.
Her smile was timid.
“I think you already did.”
Chapter 11
I never make the same mistake twice. Usually it’s five or six times. A girl has to be sure.