He grabbed my hand and led me to one of the stalls and locked the door behind us. His hands crept up to my breasts, and he played with both of my nipples as we stood in the small space, the sound of my heavy breathing the only sound in the quiet bathroom.
“This is so wrong,” I groaned as I felt his hands slip up my skirt and start to squeeze my butt cheeks.
“Why?”
“You’re engaged to my sister.”
“We’re more friends than anything else.”
He leaned down and sucked on my neck, his teeth biting into my skin. I grabbed his hair and then ran my hands across his shoulders and up the inside of his shirt so that I could touch his bare chest.
“Why are you marrying her?”
“It’s a business transaction.”
He grabbed my face and then kissed me—hard. His tongue slid into my mouth easily, taking control of my tongue and possessing me. His lips were rough as he kissed me, and I kissed him back passionately, unable to resist him and his presence. He was my lord, and I was his peasant, and that was how it should be in that moment.
He lifted me up then, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t even think to stop him. I felt his hand run down between our bodies, andhe undid his zipper, his cock thrusting out with power, letting both of us know exactly who was running the show. His hand slid behind me, and I felt him moving my body up a little higher before he moved his hand and moved my panties to the side.
“Xander.” I looked into his eyes with a question.
“Yes?” He grinned, and I felt him thrust his cock inside of me in answer.
“Oh,” I moaned as I cried out.
He pushed my back against the door and moved back and forth.
“Hold on tight,” he grunted as he entered me over and over again.
“Oh,” I screamed as he slammed into me, and he paused.
“Shh, honey.” He laughed. “Bite down on my shoulder if you have to, but you can’t scream out loud.”
“I’m trying not to,” I moaned as he slid into me easily again.
I could feel him going deep inside of me, and I could feel my climax building up quickly. I was almost at the top of the mountain, and I knew that the ride down was going to be explosive.
“You’re so sexy.” He kissed me as he moved in and out of me, slower now. “Look at me,” he commanded, and I stared into his eyes. “So, so sexy,” he groaned as he adjusted his position and increased his pace slightly.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I protested weakly, knowing I didn’t want him to stop.
“Why not?” he groaned as he lifted my ass up higher, as I’d been slipping down.
“Because …” I started and then closed my mouth as I heard the restroom door opening.
“Liv? Liv, are you in here?” Gabby’s voice resounded through the restroom.
I froze. I could see that Xander was trying not to laugh.
What man thought it was funny to nearly be caught by his fiancée as he fucked her sister in a public restroom? He was sick, I tell you. I knew I was preaching to the choir, and I was not making it any better by allowing him to fuck me. I mean, I should have stopped him when he started playing with me under the table, but she had just made me so mad.
“We’re going to hell,” I whispered in his ear as he continued to fuck me after Gabby left the restroom.
“Speak for yourself,” he groaned as he increased his pace and slammed in and out of me harder.
I felt him explode inside of me a few seconds after I climaxed. My body shook violently against the door and his body as we came together. I was panting in ecstasy as we stood there for a few seconds, just allowing ourselves to enjoy our mutual orgasms. Then I slid down his body and stood up on my own two feet, feeling guilty as hell as I stared at him. He reached up, pulled my bra up properly to cover my breasts, and then pulled my top back down.
“I love breakfast,” he said with a grin as he stared at me.
