Happy grins. “Why do I get the feeling you’d like that? Someone watching.”
“Happy, just shut up and fuck me like a good boy.” I groan. “Now.”
He arches a warning brow. “Manners, Baby Draper…”
I narrow my eyes, glaring at him, teeth gritting. “Please.”
With a smug smirk and one clean thrust of his hips, Happy sinks into me, bottoming out, and the bathroom is alive with our sounds. Balls deep, he stills, burying his face into the crook of my neck with a low, feral groan.
“Fuuuuck, this pussy,” he grits against my skin. “Gonna be the goddamn death of me.”
Throwing my head back against the tile, I cry out. “Fuck me.Please.”
Lifting his head, Happy’s heavy-lidded eyes meet mine. Water streaming down his face, he licks his bottom lip, mouth turning up at the corners in an almost dangerous grin as he slowly pulls out of me. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Like,reallyfuck you?” He slides in again, so slow it’s borderline torture.
I groan. “Yes, dammit.”
Happy pushes me harder against the wall, opening my legswider and staring into my eyes as he pulls back out before slamming into me, hard. “Like that?”
“Yes. Just like that,” I pant out, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck and holding on for dear life.
He pistons into me again and again, hitting deeper every time. Arching my back, my clit drags against his dick each time, sending a fire up my spine.
Happy looks down between us, pounding into me. “Fuck. The way this pretty pussy takes my cock. Such a perfect cunt for me,” he grits.
“Oh, my God—” A sob bubbles out the back of my throat. “So. Fucking. Good.”
“Chrissake, Baby Draper, I’m about to come.” Happy grunts. “This is what you do to me. Turn me into a goddamn one-pump fuckin’ chump.”
“Pathetic,” I sass through a moan.
“Pathetic, huh?” He scoffs, ducking a little lower to slam up and into me at a new angle.
When I feel the pressure against my G-spot in the most delicious way, I close my eyes tight, crying out. “Oh! Fuck. Do that again!”
“Yeah, that’s what I fuckin’ thought,” Happy mutters. “Pfft. Pathetic, my ass.”
I reach down between us, rubbing my clit frantically because I’m right there, too. So close, the coil in the pit of my belly is starting to tighten, the pressure deep inside of me threatening to combust.
“Happy!” I scream as a violent orgasm tears through me. “I’m coming. Oh, fuck I’m coming… so… fucking…. hard!” I ride out the seemingly never-ending waves as Happy’s hips continue slamming into me relentlessly until he hits me so deep, I come again on another scream.
Happy stills inside of me, pressing me into the tile as he comes with a low growl that rumbles at the base of his throat, his face buried in the crook of my neck.
“Shit, Baby Draper,” he mutters, gasping for breath as he remains seated deep inside me. Pulling back, he meets my gaze, his own glazed and dazed and full of sex as he says the one thing I was not at all expecting. “You have fucking wrecked me in the best possible way…”
Suddenly, his mouth is on mine, lips fierce and brutal as he slides his tongue into my mouth, claiming me with the kind of kiss frenemies with benefits shouldn’t be sharing, one that’s slow, deep, and full of sentiment that makes my heart skitter. And, like a damn fool, I kiss him right back, gripping his shoulders to keep him flush against me, feeling nothing but warmth and comfort with his body pressed against mine.
This is dangerous. And silly. And careless. And all of the things. But, if I’m being honest, it also feels… right.Fuck.
CHAPTER 8
HANNAH
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