I take her hand when I reach her, hearing my brother’s footsteps behind us.“Is everything okay?”she asks, keeping in stride.
We’re off the ward and walking down the corridor when I spot them.I turn to my brother.“Don’t move, and keep a look out.”
He nods.I glance down at Summer, who is confused as I push her into the disabled toilet.
“Reid?”
I try to calm my breathing, to calm my actions, so I don’t hurt her as I press her against the door.“I need you to trust me that this isn’t—” I gulp as I pull at the drawstring on my shorts.Her eyes widen a fraction as she looks down.“I need you.Ineed...”
Understanding lights up her face and her eyes soften.She unclips the button on her shorts and lets them slide down her legs.She doesn’t demand an answer, doesn’t refuse to submit; she just gives.This is more than giving me her trust or letting me protect the vulnerability she’s offering.It’s Summer seeing more than my exterior when she looks at me.She sees something in me that not even I see in myself.She sees a worth I’ve not truly felt.
My dick is already hard in my hand as I reach for her.“Jump up,” I rasp, gripping the back of her thigh with one hand.She wraps her arms around my neck and lifts up.“Stop me if it hurts.”
She brushes my cheeks with the tips of her fingers, her eyes never once leaving mine.“I’ve got you, Reid.I won’t break.”
I might.
I enter her with a hard thrust, her entire body jolting as a grunt slips through her lips.I press my forehead against the door behind her as I fuck her.Hard.Fast.Lethal.
I grit my teeth as I palm her arse.God, she’s so fucking tight, clenching around my dick.
“Oh fuck,” she rasps, throwing her head back against the door.
I pull back, pressing my forehead against hers as I grip her hips, fucking her vigorously, watching my dick slide in and out.She’s so fucking wet, it brings me close to the edge.I need this.I need to feel alive.I need to feel my blood pumping in my veins.
I need her.
Fuck.
“Oh fuck, Summer.”
I have to be hurting her.My fingers will leave marks, her inner thighs will be sore, and her fucking pussy...
Shit.
I take what I need, what I think she needs.This isn’t a faceless fuck like many women have been in the past.This isn’t a quickie in a downstairs bathroom or the upstairs spare bedroom.
I grip her chin, needing to see those eyes.Needing her to see mine.I need her to see this isn’t cheap.This isn’t what it had been in past with others.This is...
More.
Oh fuck!
She bites down on my shoulder, coming apart in my arms.I follow, letting out the release I desperately need.I press her against the door once more, breathing heavily as I kiss her mouth.
“Are you okay?”she whispers, cupping my jaw.
The vision of her blurs as tears fill my eyes.“He’s alive.He’s okay.He’s...”I kiss the hollow of her throat.“I’m so fucking sorry, Summer.I shouldn’t have brought you in here.I just needed you.I needed—”
“You needed a release,” she states softly.“It’s okay.I’m grossed out it’s in a hospital toilet, but it’s fine.I’m just glad you’re all okay.”
I slowly nod.“It’s been a long day.I wouldn’t have got through this without you.You are one of a kind, Summer,” I tell her, keeping my voice low.God, her eyes are so fucking beautiful.“I should never have freaked out in that pub bathroom.”
She runs her trembling hand down my cheek slowly, and her throat bobs as she swallows.“Let me clean up.We should go back to the waiting area so the others can come up.”
I reluctantly let her go.I’ve never been this guy.The guy who is so fucking needy it makes romantics nauseous.
I wipe my dick with the tissue Summer hands me, then throw it in the bin.I wait calmly by the door as she finishes cleaning up.It’s then that I notice the blood up her back.My eyes meet hers in the mirror, horror filling me.“Fuck!I’m sorry.There’s blood—”
