“Where are we going?” she giggled, clutching his hand tighter. He glanced her way and smirked. They went through one last door into a deserted lobby. He looked around before pulling her into the ladies’ restroom.
“Clay? What are you doing?”
When they were safe inside, he latched the door with a click. She leaned against the vanity, gripping the edge and watching with wide eyes as he sauntered toward her.
“I got so worked up in there. I can’t even believe that just happened.”
“It was amazing,” she whispered. A million bees buzzed under her skin as she watched his every move.
“I’m the luckiest guy in the world.” He approached her and ran his hand up the back of her neck into her hair, smashing his lips against hers. She could feel his thickness through his jeans pressing into her thigh. His kisses became carnal, his lips speckling her cheeks and ears, her neck and chest. Quickly, he turned her around and hoisted her maxi dress up to her hips. She could hear him unzip his jeans before he yanked her panties down and dipped his fingers inside her. Her back arched as he fondled her wet nub.
“Are you okay with this?” he panted, his hot breath floating down her neck. All she could do was nod.
“Bend over, baby. I’m gonna go hard and fast. I need you so badly.”
Leaning over the sink, she felt him slide in and whimpered for just a moment before her insides wrapped around his hardness, welcoming him in. She watched his reflection in the mirror as he recklessly pumped her from behind, his exquisite face filled with pleasure. His orgasm came quickly, and he shuddered against her back, spilling inside her. He spent a few more minutes stroking her, taking her to the edge before her eyes fluttered and shut. Her orgasm rushed through her, making her want to scream his name at the top of her lungs.
Her head rolled back against him, and she felt his warm lips kissing her tenderly on the neck, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She couldn’t move—she wanted to stay in that bathroom with Clay Watkins inside her wet folds forever.
