There was something there. A question. Lone Ranger. Yeah. Yeah. That’s it.
“Why would I be the Lone Ranger?” That now familiar feeling I experienced only moments ago in another intensely intimate and public situation with this very man begins to consume me once more. How he gets me to this point so quickly when even I can’t accomplish the feat is something I have yet to figure out.
His deep chuckle vibrates against my skin.
Breathy moans and weak gasps escape my lips in quicker succession now, and “Eli”.
“That’s it. Cum for me, beautiful.”
His hard, jean clad cock presses into my stomach as he pins me harder against the wall. “Give it to me. Let go.”
At some point, I’ll have to ask him why he thinks I need this encouragement. I absolutely do not.
“Ah! Fuck.”
“That’s my girl. So beautiful cumming all over my fingers”
As I watch my soul reenter my body, thoughts materialize in my mind. Fabric shuffles, and there’s aZZZZZsound.
“Why am I the Lone Ranger?”
Another chuckle. It’s softer this time.
“You called me Silver. The Lone Ranger rides Silver.”
Cautiously putting his words together in my mind, it becomes clear just as Eli’s arms reach between my legs. He hooks his elbows behind my knees, lifting my body off the ground, placing my knees at the height of my chest.
“Eli!”
Loud feminine attempts at a whisper reach my ears as my naked ass slaps against the metal of the stall.
“We really should leave.” Instinct tells me this is the blond.
“Already tried twice. I can’t move my feet. It’s like I’m right where I need to be.” Definitely the red head.
Their words no sooner hit my ears than Eli is pushing inside me. Completely unprepared for the intense pressure, I cry out in a near scream. Loud gasps emit from the peanut gallery, and I can’t focus on the fact that they’re listening to everything we’re doing in here because Eli immediately pulls back and throttles back into me. I swear the wall inside this stall bends as he repeatedly rockets into me, growling loudly with each thrust.
“How?” The word is pushed through his teeth as he uses all his strength to pound into me.
His question registers in my mind, but I can’t process what he’s asking while my entire body is lighting up with indescribable pleasure. Each time with Eli so far has been incredible. Better than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life, but there’s something different about this time. It’s reminiscent of the blazing hot encounter we had moments ago at the table outside.Oh shit. No, no, no. Please tell me I don’t have a public sex kink.Still reeling from this possible revelation, I remember the question he asked as he’s still rocketing in and out of me, causing the electrifying zings coursing through my body to almost overwhelm me.
“Huh?” The word is barely audible as I try to hold something, I don’t know what, back.
My ass slams into the wall again. The sound is louder with each thrust of Eli’s hips.
“How do you feel better every time?”
So, it’s not just me then. Good to know.
The zings from before turn into flaming rockets, all hurling in the same direction. They’re headed for where Eli and I are connected, and he’s still pounding into me, seeming to gain momentum. One hand grips the flesh of his back while the other fists in his hair. I don’t intend to hurt him, but I can’t control myself as the orgasm overtakes me. My thighs clench around his hips and my head falls back into the wall, slamming into it over and over as he continues to impale me.
“Gah, FUCK! Vaughn!”
My core is clenching around his cock. At the same time, I feel his muscles tense. It’s too much. He’s losing control. He slams into me hard. He’s shaking. His next thrust is softer but deeper as he keeps pushing further inside me.
His chest rises and falls rapidly as he struggles to come back to himself.
“I think...I just came a little.” The blonde.
