My eyes fly open at the sound of the door, but Sean doesn’t stop or even seem to notice as a woman catches my eye over his shoulder.
Trina.
She stands in shock, her eyes wide, and her mouth falls slack as she takes in the scene before her. My heels hanging off my feet, legs wrapped around his waist, Sean holding me up. His jeans are just low enough to allow him to fuck into me viciously, as he groans lusty and deep with the way my pussy clenches around him. I don’t take my eyes off hers as I whisper in his ear. “Say my name, Sean,” I coax, tightening my hold on him as he bounces me on his cock. Trina’s hands fly to her mouth. I should be embarrassed. I’ve been taught sex is a private thing only forone man and one woman, and in another life I’d be appalled. But here with Sean? I lean into it.
“Layla,” he growls as he fucks me. I throw one last smirk at Trina, before my eyes flutter closed as she scurries out of the bathroom to the sound of my moans. Her catching us sends me into a sort of tailspin. As Sean moves faster, he weaves one hand into my hair as he holds me with the other, tugging it hard. He takes my bottom lip between his teeth, and I whimper as my pussy clamps down around him and I rake my nails down his back under his shirt, hard enough to hurt him. He loves it. I know he wants more as he offers me pain in return, pulling my hair so hard I cry out.
My legs start to shake as an earth-shattering orgasm begins to take hold. I’ve never felt so high.
“Soak my cock now, Layla,” Sean orders. “I want to feel this messy little cunt dripping all over me as you fall apart.”
“Sean!” I cry out.
“That’s fucking right.Screammy fucking name. Let everyone in this fucking place know who owns you,” Sean says, slamming into me once more. I feel him growing even harder inside me.
“You, Sean,” I tell him as I come undone. “You do.”
“Fuck,Layla …”Thrust.
“My filthy …”Thrust.
“Fucking …”Thrust.
“Girl.” Then Sean growls my name as he comes undone and his hand circles my throat, squeezing tight. Warmth spreads through my body as he spills into me. His brilliant green eyes focus on mine, then drift to where his hand is wrapped around my throat.
“All dressed up for me… mine,” he whispers.
A dull buzzing fills my head as I start to come down while his cock jerks. The whole thing took less than ten minutes but I’ve never been so spent.
The only sound is music and our breathing, and I know I’m completely ruined. I’ll never want anyone the way I want him. All of him. I want hours and hours of him just like this, buried deep inside me.
Sean backs up and pulls out of me, sweeping his fingers up my inner thigh to push his come back into my pussy as he kisses me gently.
“All of me stayshere. I want to still be leaking out of you later when I come back for more.”
My pussy throbs, already tender from the way he just took me, but the idea of him again has me wanting more.
“You liked that she saw?” he assesses.
I narrow my eyes at him. “How did you know it was her?”
“Her fucking perfume. Chick wears way too much of it.”
I start to laugh.
“You didn’t answer my question,” he notes, pushing back in with his still-hard dick. I whimper.
“Yes, I liked it,” I whisper softly.
Sean chuckles. “That’s my girl. There’s nothing you can’t admit to me. Never be ashamed to tell me what you want or need.” He kisses my nose. “It’ll be our secret.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Sean
“Sean!” Her big brown eyes flutter closed and her plush mouth pops open as she cries my name. The sound of pure peace as her tits bounce against me while I fuck into her perfect, tight, wet cunt.
“I know him. He’s from Lakeside, and I’ve seen him in Perrytown,” Kai says, cutting into my memory of fucking Layla two hours ago. I can’t stop thinking about her. My body is begging for her even more now that I’ve had her. We’re back at the clubhouse after waiting for Kai to leave Lush. He came wandering out of a VIP room a half hour after Layla and I made it back to the floor, but he says it was worth it to get some good intel on Gator. And if I know him, probably to get his dick wet.
