“Me too,” he said, his free hand holding her face. He loved the way she turned her cheek into his palm, nuzzling against him like a kitten. What had he done to earn such trust?
“Then I don’t want anything between us,” she said.
He shook with the need to restrain himself, to keep himself from driving into her. He shouldn’t. He’d never fucked anyone without a condom. This was not the time to start.
He moved his tip over her clit faster and harder, and all she did was spread her legs wider, revealing the place where she was empty and waiting for him. His perfect woman.
“Please, Liam. I want to feel it when you come inside me,” she said. He cursed, his resolve fading. How could he deny her? “Fill me up,” she continued, gasping as she rocked against the head of his cock. “Oh, God, please fuck me.”
She began to shake in his arms and he gripped her chin, licking at the seam of her lips as he continued his assault on her clit. “Do not come yet, Min. Not until I’m inside you. You come on my cock. I want your pussy to milk me dry.”
Min whimpered, dropping her head to his shoulder. “Hurry.”
The feel of her bare, hot, channel gripping his cock was a revelation as he thrust deep inside her, hard and fast, pumping with a primal need. It was fast and rough, nails and teeth and his searing length impaling her over and over while his thumb continued to stroke her clit. His rhythm was unrelenting, her body yielding to his every thrust, becoming more pliant with every hot gasp of breath on her neck, with every graze of his teeth over the tops of her breasts so perfectly displayed in that goddamn corset.
He was wild, all unrestrained need and dominating desire, and he knew he should slow down. The sound of his skin slapping against hers was echoing through the dressing room. Anyone walking by would easily be able to hear what was happening. But somehow that just spurred him on even more.
Helikedthe idea of being caught, of being forced to stop hiding. He liked the idea of someone watching him claim Min, of them seeing how much pleasure he gave her, how much she belonged to him. And from the way she met him thrust for thrust, he expected she liked the idea, too – his little exhibitionist, this woman who rode his hand in a dark bar hallway on the night they met.
“Look at you,” he purred, watching himself disappear inside her only to reappear coated in her pleasure. “I bet everyone can hear those noises you’re making, contessa. Everyone can hear how desperate you are for my cock.”
She moaned, throwing her head back. Yes, he suspected she would come on the spot if someone were to stumble upon their little display.
“Do you like that? Do you want someone to hear?” he asked, letting her take in the sound of their flesh meeting over and over. “Do you want them to watch?”
Her eyes flew open, but she bit her lip and nodded.Fuck.He captured her mouth in a bruising kiss before continuing on, spinning this fantasy that had them both hovering on the edge.
“You want someone to watch my cock stretch your little cunt and fill you up with my cum?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“I should make you spend the rest of the rehearsal bouncing on my cock. Hike up this stupid costume and let them all see what’s mine.” She groaned, thrusting her hips forward to meet him. “Is that what you want, baby? Do you think you could sing with my cock inside you?”
“Only one way to find out,” she teased, her laughter dissolving into a moan.
He was lost to the fantasy, imagining the goddess in his arms riding him through the rehearsal, fucking her while he conducted, while she sang. While everyone watched. He stretched her legs higher, driving himself deeper. The tip of his cock slipped through that deeper place within her, and she gasped and shook against him as he drove into her cervix, imagining someone seeing him take her so roughly – and how fucking much she enjoyed it.
Min’s hands tugged hard on his hair as she came, his name on her lips and her walls gripping him so hard he saw white spots dance in front of his eyes, the contractions of her orgasm drawing one from him as well. His cock lengthened and hardened within her as she writhed around him. He continued pumping every last hot spurt deep inside her, and her perfect, greedy pussy swallowed it all, contracting around him and drawing rope after rope of cum from him. If he could die in that moment, emptying himself into the tight, wet heat of the woman he loved as her body held on for dear life, he would die a happy man.
He stayed buried inside her, still semi-hard in his post orgasm glow. Liam planted small kisses all over Min’s face, her neck, across the tops of her breasts, soothing the bite mark he’d left where her neck met her shoulder with a swirl of his tongue.
“That was incredible,” he murmured as he kissed the tender place just below her jaw. “You break me open, Min.”
“Liam, I…” she began, stopping herself. But he could see everything he needed to in her eyes.She feels it, too.He could wait for the words.
He let their heart rates calm even as he knew they were out of time. Someone would come looking for them soon. Slowly, he pulled out of her and zipped himself back into his jeans. She groaned at the loss of him and he chuckled, enjoying the surge of pride at how insatiable she was. He wet a handful of paper towels and cleaned between her legs before sliding her thong back into place.
“We should get back,” he said, not even attempting to contain the regret in his voice.
“You go first.”
He nodded and kissed her again before unbolting the door and disappearing down the hall and into the rehearsal, the scent of their mingled orgasms still clinging to his skin.
When Min entered the room a few minutes later, her lips kiss-swollen and her breasts red from his stubble, he had to bite the insides of his cheeks to keep from grinning. She looked like a woman who had been well and thoroughly fucked. He should be afraid of being discovered, but all he could think was how goddamn gorgeous she was, how proud he was to be the one to give her that post-climax flush.
Karen immediately rushed to Min’s side, fussing over the tie of the sash again. Bobby cracked some joke, but Liam barely heard it – he was too focused on the goddess in front of him with his cum dripping out of her even now. In fact, he didn’t hear anything until he felt Jeff’s insistent tapping on his shoulder.
“What?” he barked.
