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I was washing my hands in the bathroom at the restaurant when the door suddenly opened, and James slipped inside. I gasped in shock, spinning around to face him. “James, what in the hell are you doing?!” I whisper-shouted at him.
He flashed me a sexy grin as he flipped the lock on the door. “I’m celebrating, little one.”
With that, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me towards him. I squeaked in alarm, my wide eyes locked on his. His arm banded around my waist as his other hand grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back. His lips covered mine, easily wiping every concern about getting caught out of my head.
If we got caught, oh fucking well. I’d smile in my damn mugshot.
I slid my hands over his shoulders until my arms were linked around his neck. He pulled his lips from mine but trailed them over my jawline and down my neck, drawing breathless moans and whimpers from my throat. James had magical fucking lips – always knew where to nip and suck that had me whining for more.
Someone banged on the door, somewhat jerking me out of my lust-induced haze. James cursed. “I’m not leaving this goddamn bathroom until you’re satisfied,” he growled.
“But James—" I protested, not wanting him to get sent to jail all because I couldn’t resist him.
“Relax, little one,” he breathed, his lips brushing mine. “Do you trust me?”
“With every part of me,” I promised.
He spun me around to face the counter. “Bend over,” he ordered.
I obediently did as I was told and bent over at my waist, placing my hands flat on the bathroom counter. Someone shouted on the other side of the door for us to get out, but James continued to ignore them. He reached around me and unsnapped my jeans, tugging them down my legs with my panties.
“James!” I cried out when he slid deep inside of me. I didn’t give a single fuck if everyone on the other side of the door heard me scream his name.
This man was pure magic.
James growled, his fingers digging into my hips. I moaned, thrusting back against him when he stilled.
“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking tight.” He slid out and shoved back in, proceeding to fuck me hard and fast. My juices were dripping down my thighs, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I knew everyone in the restaurant could hear me, but I didn’t give a single fuck.
He suddenly pulled out of me and lifted me up, setting me on the bathroom counter. I quickly shoved my shoes off and kicked my jeans and panties off the rest of the way, opening my thighs to invite him between my legs.
“Such a fucking good girl,” he rumbled. He slid inside of me again, his hands running under my shirt and gliding over my skin as his lips worked with mine. I clutched at his shirt as I rode on wave after wave of orgasms, never completely coming down from one before I was hit with another.
But God, he felt so good, so perfect – knew how to fuck me like he possessed every goddamn part of me.
Which he did. Every bit of me belonged to him, but I didn’t care. I wanted him to own me.
James was the one man in this world I would never mind being completely possessed by.
He finally shouted my name and buried his face in my shoulder. He emptied himself inside of me, his arms tightening around me.
I rested my forehead on his shoulder, trying to give my body time to calm back down. My walls were still throbbing around his cock, almost as if they had their own heartbeat.
I jumped in shock when someone banged on the door. “We’ve called the police to come escort you out!” a woman shouted.
James laughed, not at all seeming fazed or bothered. “Come on, babe,” he said as he slowly pulled out of me. He groaned at the feeling of my walls still clutching at him, trying to keep him inside of me. “Let’s get the fuck out of here before you end up with a criminal record because of me.” He pecked my lips. “Hurry.”
Once I was dressed, James slung the door open, glaring down at the woman in front of him. She paled when she saw him. “I – I didn’t realize it was you, sir,” she stuttered.
“If I feel like using my own restroom to fuck the living hell out of my fiancée, you had better believe that I fucking will,” he snapped at her. I blanched. Holy shit; he owned this establishment. “Tell the officers it was a false alarm. Somehow the door got locked,” he ordered.
With that, he led me away all while my cheeks flamed. “I can’t believe you said that,” I hissed.
He flashed me a wicked smirk that had every nerve ending in my body curling as that heat built up in my belly for him again. “You’re mine now, little one. I’m going to take you in every single way that I can – regardless of where the hell we happen to be.”
“We fucked in your own restaurant!” I hissed at him in disbelief once we were outside and walking towards his SUV.
He laughed. “Little one, give me a year, and I’ll have fucked you in every single restaurant and business I own,” he promised. My pussy throbbed at his words, my nipples aching for his touch. He leaned down and pecked my lips before opening the passenger door. “Get your cute ass in the car,” he ordered.
I was stunned speechless, so I obediently climbed into the passenger seat.
“You’re a caveman,” I finally managed when he got into the driver’s seat.
He laughed and grabbed my hand in his, lifting it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of my hand. “Never tried to make you believe anything different, little one,” he reminded me. “I love you and that means I can’t get enough of you.”
I swooned.
