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"Ooh, I am so afraid." I pretend to shiver, then yelp when he grabs my wrist.
He turns around and drags me through the crowd. The people in front seem to step aside as he shoulders his way to the end of the bar, then turns up the corridor, and passes the queue of women waiting to get into the restroom.
"Jesus, what the hell do you think you are doing?" I yell.
He doesn’t reply, simply increases his pace as he hauls me past the row of curious faces. He reaches the guys’ restroom and barges inside, pulling me in his wake. "Out," he snaps.
The man who’s been washing his hands at the basin opens his mouth to protest. Axel growls and the man pales. He turns around, brushes past us and scampers out.
"That goes for you, too," Axel jerks his chin toward the man who’s been pissing in one of the urinals. This guy doesn’t even protest. Without bothering to zip himself up, he turns and runs out, followed by the man who had been drying his hands under the electric dryer.
Why the hell is it that the men’s restrooms are always empty while the women’s always has a queue? One of the everlasting mysteries which I know I will not solve today. I try to pull my hand from his grasp, but Axel doesn’t let go. Once the last man has left the restroom, he turns and locks the door. The sound of the latch falling into place echoes around the space.
I gulp. "Let go of me," I gasp.
"Nope." He yanks me toward the sinks, then pushes me against the counter before crowding me from behind.
I stare at my flushed appearance in the mirror. My hair is messed up and my eyes glitter with fear? Excitement? Both.
He pulls up my skirt from behind and I freeze, "What are you—?"
He grabs my panties and tears them off.
"What the—?" I turn my head to find him stuffing my panties in his pocket.
He slaps my ass.
I gasp, too shocked to say anything.
He spanks my other asscheek, and I yell, "What do you think you are doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson."
He raises his big palm again and brings it down on my asscheek, this time, with enough force that I rise up to my tiptoes. A line of fire seems to unfold from the point of contact, before zipping straight to my core. My pussy clenches and my nipples tighten. No way. No fucking way, am I turned on by what he just did.
I open my mouth to protest, but before I can make a sound, he spanks my other asscheek with enough force that my entire body jolts. He raises his hand, holds my gaze in the mirror, "Tell me you’re sorry for disobeying me."
"No."
C-r-a-c-k. He spanks me such force that another line of fire, this one even more intense, zips up my spine.
C-r-a-c-k, c-r-a-c-k, c-r-a-c-k.He spanks both my asscheeks in quick succession, and I can’t stop the groan that spills from my lips.
"Fuck," he growls. I take in his flushed features, the color that burns high on his cheeks. The dark pupils of his eyes seem to have expanded out until only a blazing circle of blue can be seen around the circumference.
"You fucking get to me, you know that?" he says in a low voice. "Since the first time I saw you, I have been acting out of character. Since I smelled you, I can’t get your scent out of my head. Since I tasted you, I want fucking more."
He massages my throbbing asscheek, and a moan wells up my throat.
He thrusts his finger between my legs and I gasp.
"Fucking hell," his gaze intensifies, "you’re so damn wet, so hot, so slick."
He shoves two more fingers inside me, then curls them.
"Ohmygod," I throw my head back against his chest, then push my ass into the swollen length at his crotch. I writhe and grind against the throbbing thickness as he continues to work me. He brings his other hand around to cup my pussy, "Who does this belong to?"
"What?" I blink.
