“No, but it’s fun,” I said, taking a second pack of donuts.
My shirt was obviously stuffed by that point, but I didn’t care. Jack was beside himself, though. He checked on the clerk at the front of the store, who was more interested in her phone thananyone in the shop, and out the window at the end of the aisle. He was absolutely adorable and so, so good. I loved it.
A jagged thrust of wrongness cut through me, and one of the packets of donuts fell out of my shirt. A hole of grief as deep as the ocean welled within me. It was so strong that I nearly buckled to my knees. I wanted to sob and scream and tear the entire store to shreds.
Love. I wanted it. I craved it. But no matter how hard I banged my proverbial fists against that shitty, warped, broken barrier inside of me, I would never have it.
“You okay?” Jack asked as I bent over, ostensibly to pick up the dropped donuts.
“Yeah,” I lied.
Bending over caused a rush of slick to leak from my hole. I dropped the donuts, and the beef jerky fell out from under my shirt as well.
“Shit,” I said, standing abruptly and letting everything I’d been concealing drop to the tired, old linoleum. “Another heat wave just hit me.”
It wasn’t a lie. Whether my thoughts and feelings had caused it or just biology, the wave was rushing at me like a tsunami. Instead of trying to hold it off so we could get to the RV, I embraced it.
“Jack!” I grabbed a handful of the front of his shit. “I need you.”
“I’m here,” Jack said, holding his arms out like I was a gymnast and he was spotting me.
I straightened and looked around, spotting the restroom. A wicked, crazy idea hit me, and I headed immediately across the store, one hand still gripped around Jack’s shirt, and judging by the way he winced, a bunch of chest hair, too.
“Where are we going?” Jack asked as we crossed through the open, mostly empty area in the center of the rest stop, heading for the bathroom. “Do you want to wash up first?”
“No,” I said, my mood snapping back to mischievous high spirits so fast I was surprised I didn’t end up with whiplash. “I’ve got a better idea.”
The restroom area was one of the kind that was divided into two halves, male and female, with six sections, one each for alphas, betas, and omegas. The individual stalls in the male omega section that I pulled Jack into were slightly more concealing than a lot of other public bathrooms. There were still six-inch gaps at the top and bottom of the door, but at least the sides fit snugly.
“I can’t be in here,” Jack warned me as I pulled open one of the stalls.
He must have figured out what I had in mind, because a second later, he hissed, “No! No, no, no, we can’t! It’s a public restroom!”
I’d chosen the omega section instead of the alpha because I knew it would be cleaner. But it was still a service area rest stop. That didn’t stop me from shoving my trousers down and more or less attacking Jack. I sank to my knees on the tiles and yanked his sweatpants down. They came easily, and his already hard cock jerked up, nearly hitting me in the face as I leaned in, trying to capture it with my mouth.
“Someone might come in at any—aah!” Jack’s protest turned into a loud sigh of pleasure as I swallowed him.
It was awesome. I made every garbled, sexy sound I could as I slathered and swallowed Jack’s cock. Slick poured down my thighs, immediately feeling cold as the harsh air of the restroom hit it. It was disgusting and made me shiver, but I still loved it.
“More,” I gasped, my voice raspy from having his cock in my throat.
I grabbed his shirt and used that as purchase to stand. Then I kept climbing, using the stall wall to balance as I pulled myself up so I could try to sit on his cock. Jack was well and truly in rut at that point and helped me along. We both cried out with the pleasure of it all as he sank deep inside me.
I would have kept moaning and screaming obscenities if a pair of quiet voices hadn’t interrupted.
“…back by seven, if we’re lucky,” one of them said as they entered the bathroom.
“Kelly will be happy about that,” the other omega said as he entered the stall beside me and Jack. He raised his voice slightly so his friend could hear as he continued the conversation with, “It just sucks that we have to make a full report about the conference today.”
I was so close to coming and bursting with laughter that I thought I might explode with the effort to keep it inside. I grabbed the wall behind me with one hand and Jack’s shoulder with the other and started moving again, riding his cock and sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
“You know how Kelly is,” the first omega said, accompanied by the sound of peeing. “She’ll be busting our asses if we aren’t careful.”
I moved harder on Jack, biting my lip to stop myself from making noise.
“Stop! Stop!” Jack mouthed the words, his eyes wide.
He couldn’t stop either, though. He pinned me up against the wall and shoved into me, hard and repeatedly, biting my shoulder to keep his pleasured sounds from turning louder than a tight whine.
