I turned to look at him and his gaze heated. One minute I was standing there, the next I was being dragged through the door of the locker room next to us. Because this place was fancy, just like everywhere else we’d been, the locker rooms were individual, so there was no one inside.
He clicked the lock closed then was on me. His hands were in my hair, his lips were on mine. It was quick and hectic, but intense.
He took my jacket off, leaving me in my sweater. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down, unsheathing his cock.
Dropping to my knees I took him in my mouth to the back of my throat.
“Shit,” he groaned. His hand fell to my head, guiding me how he wanted, and I was happy to let him.
He fucked into my mouth, chasing his pleasure. I ran my tongue up under his shaft, along the vein running through the bottom.
“I’m not going to last long,” he said.
I doubled my efforts, curious to see how quickly he would come. I hallowed out my cheeks, sucking a bit, and he had to hold arm over his mouth to dull his moans.
A few pumps later and he held me down, coming down my throat. I swallowed around him, and swore it made him come more. I couldn’t breathe and tears sprang to my eyes.
Before it could get too uncomfortable, he pulled out and I took deep breaths.
I thought we were done, but he was still hard. He lifted me and pushed me up against the marble table, so I was face down against it. It was cool on my cheek, and the slight chill seeped through my sweater.
He yanked my leggings down, pulled my panties aside, and plunged right into me, sheathing himself fully in one go.
I pressed my mouth into my arms, trying to keep quiet. He gave no warm up, no teasing, just fucked me hard and fast. His body slammed into mine, the sound of my ass against his pelvis ringing through the room.
He pulled me by my hair, raising my head so I was looking directly into the mirror in front of us. I saw myself first. How flushed I was. How wide my eyes were. Then I glanced at him. Ellery was in full control. His hand held my head still, his hand squeezed to my hip. His gaze meeting mine.
It made everything feel so intimate and raw. I watched—and felt as he pulled out and pushed back in, that same slow, hardpace. I was mesmerized by the motions. Being able to see and feel everything so clearly made everything feel that much more intense.
“We need to be quiet,” I managed. I couldn’t hold myself up and block the sound.
“So you better keep it down or someone’s going to hear.”
God this man.
He kept going, fucking me within an inch of my life. His fingers circled my clit as I felt him fall out of rhythm and knew he was nearing the edge.
I’d been so close this entire time, teetering towards my orgasm. After a few circles, I tightened around him and gripped him hard.
“Fuck,” he let out as he pressed fully into me and came, filling me. I could feel the warmth of him, and couldn’t say I hated it.
Ellery kissed the side of my neck before pulling out. “Let me clean us up.”
I clenched, trying to hold it in while he got a towel. A warm cloth touched me as he cleaned me up and we set ourselves to rights.
Ellery peaked his head out and once he was confident no one had spotted us we stepped out together.
“It’s nice that they’re individual, huh?” Samuel asked, leaning against the wall around the corner, scaring the shit out of me.
“Knock it off,” Ellery said.
“Don’t worry, Rachel and I know all the good spots if you ever need alone time. The third floor office isneverused for it’s true purpose.”
My cheeks were a blaze, but Ellery was laughing.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Anyway, I’m here because we’re planning to go back. You guys want to go?”
