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Slowly, he drew out again before thrusting back in, hands tight on my hips. He came closer behind me, spreading my legs more. I could feel his lower belly slap against me with each glide of his body into mine. I circled my hips impatiently, needing more.
He smiled. A smile so sexy and cocky that my body pulsed around him and his cheeks got more flushed.
“Christ, Ash,” he muttered, “you feel so good. Like the hottest, tightest sheath around my cock.”
His words sent a spasm of pleasure through my core. “I...” I gasped. “You...” But I couldn’t speak, because Johnny was slamming into me now, and it was all I could do to stay standing. As if reading my mind, he put his arm around me again and it brought him even closer as he thrust up and in and out. A hand cupped my breast, squeezing a nipple between his fingers.
My last climax had come quickly and broken over me like a delicious wave. But I could feel this one coming and was almost scared of its power. My body was tightening inexorably around Johnny’s cock, I felt sweat drip onto my back just as I noticed how slippery my own skin was.
My back arched and my head went back, eyes shut tight. Johnny brought his other hand down over my belly and in between my legs. His fingers were wet and slippery against me. Soaked with my own juices? Jesus.
After the briefest flick of his fingers against my clit, my body was wrenched out of my control by the strongest, most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced. It turned my whole being into a clenching, soaring, tightening mass of muscles that pushed him over the edge, too, as he thrust so deeply that I cried out loud before he collapsed over me, his arms the only thing holding me upright.
It was only after our breathing had started to slow that I realized my legs were trembling. I wouldn’t have been surprised to see grooves from where my fingers had dug into the oak counter, like some kind of paranormal animal. What had just happened felt paranormal.
I felt undone. Turned inside out.
Slowly Johnny withdrew, his erection still impressively big. My muscles quivered as they let him go. I couldn’t look at him anymore. I felt raw. There was an enigmatic silence between us, as if neither of us had quite expected it to be that intense.
Johnny’s voice was gruff. “We need to shower. Isn’t Liam and Caitlin’s apartment upstairs?”
Immediately I tensed, still avoiding Johnny’s eye. I bent down to pick up my T-shirt, hauling it on and muttering, “I don’t have a key. There’s a shower in the staff room.”
I straightened up and went to walk away when my arm was caught and Johnny turned me back. He was frowning. “Hey, are you okay?”
I couldn’t answer. That bizarre pang of emotion was in my chest again. I still wore my panties but they were ruined, probably torn and soaked through. I felt utterly exposed in a way that I hadn’t felt even after Steve’s revelations. Terrified of that implication, I pushed everything down deep inside me and smiled at him. “I’m fine.”
He was still naked, even though he held his jeans in his hand. He came close and cupped my jaw with a hand, his thumb rubbing back and forth. “Good, because that was amazing.”
And just like that desire overwhelmed me again, rushing through my body like an unstoppable wave. I took Johnny’s hand and led him down to the staff room, ignoring my guilty conscience when we passed the door leading to the stairs to the apartment.
After switching on the shower, I stripped off and stepped in, and Johnny followed me, steam quickly enveloping us in a cocoon. He lathered up his hands with soap and turned me to face the wall, cleaning me with such thorough efficiency that by the time he turned me around again I was panting and dizzy with lust, my pussy swollen and needy all over again. I felt like whimpering. How could he do this to me?
He stood there, magnificent and huge. His cock hard again and straining up toward his belly. I reached out and touched him. It glistened. Unable to stop myself, I bent forward and took him into my mouth, my tongue exploring the head and that tantalizing slit.
Johnny’s breath hissed through his teeth. His hands came to my head, tangling in the wet strands of my hair. I went down on my knees on the stall floor, one hand on his dick at the base and the other on his ass, holding him to me.
He moved us so that he was shielding me from the spray of the shower. I pumped him gently with my fist, squeezing and releasing and as I worked him deeper into my mouth.
“Shit, don’t stop.”
It was a request, but sounded like a plea for mercy. His hips started to move, thrusting softly toward me, forcing me to pull back slightly. He tasted hot and musky. The salt of his pre-come oozing down my throat. I let him pop out of my mouth to explore him with my tongue, licking him like an ice-pop, tongue running along a throbbing vein.
When I took him fully in my mouth again I felt him tense all over. I could sense he was close, his fingers almost painful in my hair now, his hips jerking. He tried to pull me away, muttering and cursing but I gripped his muscular buttock, not letting him.
“Shite, Ash, I’m coming.”
And I wanted him to come, more than anything. His cock seemed to swell against my tongue even more, and as I fisted him, he exploded into my mouth in a rush of hot release, spurting against the back of my throat, where I swallowed him.
When he’d finished, I looked up, and he was staring down at me, looking dazed. I took my mouth away but couldn’t resist a lick to his head, taking the last drops of his come. I felt all-conquering, powerful. And my mind was thankfully blank of anything deeper than this.
Johnny put his hands under my arms and lifted me. The folds of my pussy were slick between my legs. He kissed me and drowned me in fresh heat. He backed me up against the wall and raised my hands above my head, keeping them there and together easily with one of his.
He drew back and I looked at him, achy with want, hips circling impatiently. He put his hand between my legs, and when he thrust his fingers into me, I came around them within seconds, far too turned on after that blow job to be able to hold back.
We looked at each other for a long moment, the water still beating down around us relentlessly. I steeled myself against that rogue pang of emotion, but it didn’t come.
Johnny smiled, and it was lopsided, sexy and cocky all at once. He reached for and gently pulled a strand of long hair that was curled down around my breast.
