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“Think they’re doing a gift exchange or something, too. Why else would they tell us to bring a gift?”
Now that voice I did know.
It was one of Carolina’s brothers.
I wasn’t sure which one, but I knew it was one of them.
What I also knew was that Carolina was immediately standing up as if to say ‘oh hell no.’
But I anticipated her movement before she could take one step in the direction of the door.
Snagging her around the hips, I pulled her back to me, then yanked her skirt out from between us.
The moment that my dick pressed against her bare pussy, she stilled.
I could feel her heart rate skyrocketing, her pulse beating like a drum against the side of my face where it was pressed into her neck.
Her legs started to tremble, and her hands moved to my arm as if she could actually push me away.
But she never did more than dig her fingernails into the soft skin, digging in deep.
Dropping one of my hands down to the front of her pubic bone, I maneuvered my cock into the crevice between her lips and started to slowly rock back and forth, allowing my hand to hold my cock in place at the front.
She threw her head back onto my shoulder, exposing her throat.
I skimmed my mouth up and down the length of her exposed throat, my lips stopping at the pulse point right below her ear.
“…really don’t want to be here.” I heard the water turn on, then her brother start to laugh as I changed my angle and slowly slipped inside of her tight heat. “Could just hang out in here. Bring the beer. Then at least I’d be away from the Christmas songs. I’m so tired of hearing them.”
Right when she would’ve gasped, I pressed my hand to her mouth—the one that’d been holding my cock in place—that was slick with her juices.
I’d have to clean her up later.
But for now, this felt too damn good to stop what I was doing.
Her gasping would bring their attention to us.
Already the sound of her juicy pussy was filling the small stall that we were stuck inside.
If the two men outside the door weren’t so far away and had stopped talking for a few seconds, they could hear what we were doing.
The urinal beside the stall next to ours flushed, followed by a second man washing his hands.
Seconds after that the door to the bathroom opened and closed, finally allowing me to fuck her a little bit harder than the soft, shallow thrusts I’d been giving her.
I removed my hand from her mouth and was just about to whisper into her ear about how hot she felt around my cock when the door to the bathroom opened a second time.
What sounded like a single man entered, went to the urinals, and started doing his business.
I left my hand off her mouth but didn’t slow my thrusts.
Honestly, I didn’t think that I could.
She felt too fucking good for me to stop. She was tight and wet, and the taboo of the situation had my balls drawing up before I could stop it.
When I realized my release was imminent, I found her little clit and started to circle it in the slow, wide circles that she liked. Not actually touching her clit, but the skin around it, since she was so sensitive.
It didn’t take her but three swirls of my finger before she was burying her face into my arm and biting down a little harder than she’d ever done before. Her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, fisting it so hard that I had to squeeze my eyes shut in order not to see stars.
When I would’ve slowed on her clit due to my own orgasm taking over, she put her hand on mine and encouraged me to continue.
It was good that she moved my hand for me because I was too far gone, swirling down the deep dark well of my own release.
My belly clenched and my hand that was on her hip tightened hard.
So hard, in fact, that she’d likely have bruises tomorrow.
If I got to see those bruises? I’d be fucking lost all over again.
Having my mark on her would be fan-fucking-tastic.
It might’ve been caveman of me, but I also hoped that later someone would see the beard burn on her neck, or the small hickey I’d left on her shoulder. That someone would know that she was taken.
It was long seconds after my orgasm finally wrung me dry that I felt her sag in my arms.
I grunted and caught her before her legs could go out from underneath her altogether.
I turned so that my mouth was close to her ear.
“You okay?” I asked, knowing we still had company in the bathroom.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Waiting until she was standing up on steady legs, I finally pulled out of her and let her skirt drop.
