The lift door opens to the mezzanine floor. I hold her hand, she clutches mine tightly. Time is our enemy. I want her, and I want her now. We walk towards the washrooms no one uses. We enter the Men’s and close the door behind us.
She’s facing me now. She steps a few paces away. What’s in the air is electric. It’s terrifying. It’s like realizing only you have something that the world wants.
‘Take off your shirt,’ she orders.
I start to unbutton it.
As I do, she takes a few steps forward. And then unbuttons the last of them impatiently. Our breaths echo in the empty, quiet washroom. She traces her fingers on my chest, sending jolts down my spine. I hold her face, she grips me. I draw her close and her lips touch mine. At that moment, I feel I’m losing myself in her. Her lips envelop mine and mine hers, and in the warmth and the wetness, the world around me disappears. It’s like her lips are the last refuge and I will spend the rest of eternity here. She slips the shirt off me. I can’t let go of her lips. We get hungrier. I let my hands drop to her waist.
‘I hate your clothes, get rid of them,’ I whisper. ‘Get naked.’
‘I thought you’d never say that,’ she moans.
I slip her T-shirt off. She unsnaps her bra and it’s now lying on the floor. Her nakedness sends shivers down my entire body. I grab at the button of her jeans and she grabs mine. I unbutton her, unzip. She struggles with mine. Her touch electrifies my entire being. And then instead, she lets her hand slip down. She grabs my dick and starts rubbing it through my jeans. I pull her jeans down. She steps away from me. She looks at me, eyes aflame, and starts to wiggle out of her jeans.
‘I want to see your dick,’ she groans.
I unbutton, unzip.
We are both naked.
I take in all of her. The curve of her breasts, the flatness of her stomach, the shape of her legs, the slenderness of her fingers as she traces down to her wetness and touches herself. Her eyes half-close. When they open she meets my eyes and then her gaze falls to my dick, which is throbbing.
‘I like that,’ she says.
‘It’s yours.’
I step forward. She grabs me by my hardness and pulls me closer. She kisses me sloppily and then pushes me down. My tongue traces her ridges and curves. I’m blinded by my want of her body. I want it all. I take one breast into my mouth, licking, circling and flicking her nipple with my tongue. Her moans encourage me.
‘Do you want me to be gentle?’ I ask.
She’s pulling at my hair, she’s pulling at my erection.
‘Be the opposite of gentle, Daksh,’ she says.
My jaw tightens around her nipple. She moans harder. I kiss her again, this time she’s even hungrier.
‘I fucking want all of you,’ I tell her.
She looks at me. ‘All of me is yours,’ she responds. ‘Take all of me.’
I pick her up. Her arms are around my neck, her legs wrapped around me, my erection rubbing against her wetness. I carry her to the sink. She sits there. The mirrors in the bathroom reflect our nakedness, our craving, back at us.
‘I didn’t know I wanted this,’ she whispers.
I pry her legs apart. She watches in the mirror as I disappear between her thighs. My tongue touches her. She’s soaking wet. I bite her thighs. She groans, her body shudders. As my tongue enters her, as I taste her, I hear her gasp. In the mirror, I watch as she grabs her breasts. She grabs at my hair when I flick her. She crosses her legs around my face. I feel them tighten and clasp. I feel them shudder.
Fuck, she mumbles.
She unclenches her feet. She pulls my face away from her. She pushes me away, a smile on her face.
‘I thought you were a nice guy, Daksh,’ she says with an impish smile. ‘I’m so happy you’re not.’
‘My niceness is selective,’ I rasp.
‘I want you,’ she says and drops down on her knees. She takes my erection and looks at me. ‘Choke me,’ she orders. ‘Don’t be nice.’
She opens her mouth. I watch myself disappear in her mouth. Slow at first, and then deeper. I hold her head and push her into me. I feel her tongue all over me. My grip becomes tighter. I look down at her and she’s still looking at me with her seductive eyes. She takes me out, wet and sloppy.
