Page 39 of His Sinner

Fortunately, all of the stalls are empty except one. As soon as I reach the door, Briar swings it open and pulls me in.

Her cheeks are tear-stained, and my blood boils knowing that bastard made her cry. I will prolong his torment until he’s begging me to put him out of his misery.

“Your mother and I are worried about you.”

She rolls her eyes. “Please don’t tell me you’re ganging up on me with my mother.”

“No one is ganging up on you. We’re on your side.”

She shakes her head. “Tonight was a bad idea. I don’t know why I thought I would be in the mood to celebrate right now.”

“Because there will always be bad things happening alongside the good. So you need to celebrate the good when you can.”

“God, you sound like a pretentious writer.”

I smirk. “You’ve got me pegged.”

She lifts a taunting brow. “Is that your kink?”

I push her up against the stall wall. “Not in the slightest.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t let me try it? What if it’s just a little dildo? Six inches, tops.”

I kiss her to shut her up. “We better get back to your mother. She’s ordering pie.”

“Then I’d estimate we have at least ten minutes.”

“You want to do this here? Now?” I will never decline her if she says she wants me, even on my deathbed, but she was crying two minutes ago.

Her hands unfasten my belt buckle hastily. “Yes. I need a distraction.”

My spine stiffens. “Is that all I am to you? A momentary distraction from everything you wish to forget?”

She straightens, lifting her chin to meet my gaze with a surprising fierceness in those bright blue eyes. “Not at all. You mean much more to me than that.”

My black heart grows three sizes, and I squeeze her chin. “Then don’t refer to fucking me as a distraction again.”

“I won’t,” she promises, rubbing at my erection before reaching a hand into my pants and stroking my cock.

My fingers find their way up her dress and into her panties, making her breath hitch when I find her clit and press down.

“I want you to fuck me hard and fast,” she murmurs, spinning to face the stall wall and planting her hands by her shoulders.

No preamble then. Just railing her in a public restroom stall. Fucking away the stress.

I shove her panties to the side and sheath my cock inside her. She hisses through her teeth but manages to swallow down her cries. Her tight walls around my shaft feel fucking euphoric.

“You’re my bad fucking girl.”

She beams at me over her shoulder. “So punish me for how bad I’ve been.”

I slam into her, making her gasp and regret those words. Her pussy walls tighten around my cock, and my eyes roll. Fuck, she’s incredible.

I wedge a hand between her and the stall, rubbing at her clit as her ass bounces with every thrust. The stall walls rattle around us as I attempt to bite down my own groans of pleasure.

Her pussy starts to clench around my cock and my balls tighten just as the restroom door creaks open. We freeze, waiting for Briar’s mother to call out her name until we hear an unfamiliar voice. “What’s going on in there?”

“Fuck off!” Briar yells, rocking back into me. I can’t help the involuntary groan that escapes.

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