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“Can you be quiet?” Leo’s voice was hoarse as he dragged his tongue down her throat, reveling in every roll of Piper’s chest.
“I’m not going to shut up just because you want me to,” Piper snarled. “I—” Whatever she was going to say was cut off by an airy gasp when he bit her neck.
“Everyone is still out there,” he murmured against her skin. “They’ll hear what I’m doing to you if you don’t shut up.”
“It’ll be more suspicious if we’re quiet. We came in here to fight.” She said it in a whisper anyway. Leo trailed harsh, sucking kisses up her neck, and he peered up to watch her head loll backward.
“Then we’ll continue our fight while I fuck you in the dressing room like the dirty temptress you are.” Leo’s fingers slid under Piper’s dress and over her polka-dot tights. “You think Sarah Brown was just as filthy as you are?” His hands continued their trek up to the hem of her underwear and yanked both them and her tights down.
In the responsive way her body always seemed to react to his, Piper’s hips tipped up to help Leo drag the garments down her legs as she panted her agreement. “Yes.” Apparently, the one thing that he and Piper would ever agree on was that if a fictional character were a real person, she’d be dirty in the bedroom… or the dressing room. Once he finally had her relieved of everything from her waist down, she made quick work of unclasping his belt. “Adelaide would be a sweetheart in the bedroom. Which is why Emma is perfect for the role.”
“She may be a sweetheart, but if she can’t get her act together, I’m going to have to get her understudy to swap with her,” Leo bit off as he helped her pull his pants down.
“Why don’t you stop being a dick?” Piper said, grabbing onto his and yanking when she said the word. He muffled his moan by burying his face in her hair. “Just ask her what’s wrong instead of tossing her out with the trash!” she shouted. She was fully jacking him off now, and he had to grip the edge of the vanity and clench his jaw to continue.
“I’m not doing this to make friends, princesita. We’ve been over this.” He dragged his fingers over her slit, happy to find that she was already wet for him. To an outsider, his voice had to have sounded incredibly strained and strange. He wasn’t quite nailing the performance. Being pissed off at her only made his cock harder in her hand, which in turn made him almost lose the ability to speak. “If people can’t enter,” he shoved two fingers deep inside her and slanted his mouth quickly over hers to smother her gasping moan in a kiss before continuing on. “If people can’t enter the theatre and leave their personal shit behind, then they aren’t very good at acting.”
Piper’s hips canted when he pressed his thumb hard into her clit. “Ohhh—you, you asshole!”
“Nice recovery,” Leo praised in a low voice. She glared at him but rolled her hips into his fingers as she squeezed his erection harder.
“I actually do think you’re an asshole, so it wasn’t hard,” she hissed.
“Oh, I’m very hard,” Leo murmured, still aware that he was pistoning his hips to fuck into her hand.
“Condom?” Piper whispered.
“Dammit!” he yelled when he realized he didn’t have one, then did his best to salvage the swear into something for their argument. “Why is it that every time I’m trying to do my job, you act like there’s some way I could be doing it better? Am I really that fucking bad at it?” That one might have leaned a little further into his insecurities than he would have liked.
“Sometimes it’s good to be tested at work, and—” Piper cut herself off with a shake of her head then abandoned the loud voice for a soft whisper, “—screw this. I’m on birth control, and I’m all clear. I’m good to keep going as long as you’ve been tested recently, and—”
“Yes.” Leo cut her off and yanked her hips forward so she was balancing on the very edge of the table. “All clear.” He’d never had sex without protection in his life, but the sheer excitement of it had his cock already weeping precum. Then again, he’d never had sex in the dressing room of a theatre with half the cast outside before, either.
“I don’t think you’re bad at your job,” Piper continued their argument where they left off and dragged his swelled tip over her wet entrance. “I think you need more compassion.”
“Compassion,” he repeated, letting his eyes fall shut as he slowed their pace.
“Maybe ask what she wants?” Piper breathed, still dragging his cock up and down her center. “I mean, ask her what's wrong.”
“What do you want, princesa?” Leo’s voice wasn’t loud enough for anyone to hear but her. He was beyond the entire argument by then and could barely see straight, he was so desperate to jerk forward. She had already proved her point, and he’d lost. He clearly couldn’t keep his work life and personal life separate at all. “Rough? Soft? Please say rough.”
“I want you to fuck me like you mean it.”
“I always mean it.” He whipped his hips forward and sank into her with one damning thrust. Piper let out a moan that he had to smother with his mouth again. “Shh, shh, shh,” he scolded, replacing his lips with his hand to cover the noise when he started to rock. “That’s it, Piper. Suck on my fingers.” The pleasure was already starting to build, his balls hanging heavy between his legs as he thrust. The vanity kept making a smacking sound against the wall, and it was enough to make him a bit paranoid that someone would find them like this. Someone would know he had broken all of his professional boundaries because he couldn’t resist the feeling of Piper’s naked legs hooked around his thighs or the way her lavender-tipped hair swayed with each chase of his hips.
“Mmm,” Piper’s hot tongue pulsed against his fingers. “Harder,” she said around her mouthful.
Leo threw his head back with eyes closed as the rhythmic slap of skin and wood hitting drywall filled his ears like the devil and angel on his shoulders. One told him to do what she said, and the other told him that if they made any more noise, the entire cast would be apprised of their twisted way of dealing with an argument.
“Floor,” he decided. Piper gave a quick nod before he was scooping her up, hands splayed under her ass as he turned to squat and lay her back, one hand cradling her head so it wouldn’t hurt when he thrust home again. With no assistance from him, Piper frantically lined up his cock, and they were connected again. His thrusts were harder this time. Piper let out a small gasp. “Okay?” he asked. The ground was glazed concrete, so he couldn’t imagine it felt great on her back.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Break me.”
On command, Leo bottomed out, and Piper let out a soft groan that made him feral. Each frantic push and pull made him that much more desperate. The sounds she made were the same ones he had been dreaming about since the hotel and getting off to for over a week, but they were also what would get them caught if she kept it up. “Please, Piper, you have to be quiet.” He reverted back to begging for her compliance. “We can’t get caught. I don’t do shit like this. But you… God, you’re so wet, and you feel so fucking good. You either need to keep yelling at me or find a way to stop making all of those sexy little noises.”
Instead of responding, Piper pulled up the hem of her dress, exposing more of her bare stomach, and shoved a wad of the fabric into her mouth, biting down. He took that as his opportunity to sink into her as hard as he could. When it was confirmed that Piper’s cry of pleasure was muffled by her dress enough, he kept his thrusts deep and demanding, so hard that Piper’s legs were bucking off the ground with each push.
“I don’t want this to stop, princesa.” He was gasping for air, but still managed to keep his voice quiet. “One night wasn’t enough. Two won’t be enough. I can’t stop craving you. Please.”
