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Suddenly, my back is hitting the door and she’s biting my lower lip. Her hands fumble with my belt, moving quickly. I can hear some girls talking faintly through the door. My breath quickens as Rachel wrenches her mouth from mine. She focuses on my neck, her teeth grazing the sensate skin near my collar bone. I shiver. I’m practically paralyzed while she feasts on me. Why did we come here again? Weren’t we supposed to talk… about something?

“R-Rachel,” I stutter. Her hand slips into my underwear and thinking becomes nearly impossible when I feel her hand cupping my cock.

“What is it, Lucas?” she asks sweetly while pumping me.

I have no clue what I was about to say. I clench my jaw, fighting against the moans threatening to break through. This is still a public place. No matter how nice Steve is, I’m sure he wouldn’t approve of us fucking in his bar’s bathroom. And I’m sure there’s a line already forming outside. I wanted an audience tonight. This just wasn’t how I imagined it to go.

“Just,” I breathe, my eyes clamping close. I shudder when her thumb strokes my tip, running circles all round it. “Please… tell me what’s…”

“Tell you what?” Rachel asks tauntingly, her breath near my lips.

When my eyes open, my whole body nearly implodes as her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. I imagine that tongue on my dick, licking my slit, sucking on me, begging me to fuck her mouth harder.

“D-Don’t stop.”

I grab her shoulders and pull her toward me, slamming my mouth onto hers. My tongue presses into her mouth. Her teeth graze me, sending another jolt of shivers running through me. I thrust into her hand. My hips have a mind of their own. Precum slicks my shaft. My jeans slowly fall to the floor as I move. Her hand grips my boxers, tugging them further down before she cups my balls.

Fuck, if I don’t stop now I’m going to cream myself right here. My balls are tightening. She’s pulling on them oh so delicately. It feels fucking amazing. I groan and end the kiss, spinning her around and pushing her up against the sink. My hands shake as I push up her dress, finding her in a black thong that nearly has me coming right then and there. I shove it down and press into her, my cock poking at her ass cheek. I grip her other cheek. She fills my hand. Her skin feels so smooth and warm. All I want to do is drown in her.

“Lucas,” she whimpers while glancing over her shoulder. Her hands grip the sink. Her face is flushed pink, her lips swollen.

I kiss her gently while grinding my hips against her ass, my cock searching for her pussy. She angles herself as she kisses me and then suddenly, I’m slipping inside her. “Fuck!” I shout. My body tenses. Her pussy is so fucking wet and warm. It’s sucking me in. How is she so primed for me? Did she masturbate before coming? Had she been thinking of me?

“Lucas,” she whines, wiggling her ass against me.

My heart is slamming so hard in my chest, I’m worried it’s going to burst right out. I grab her hips, keeping her still. I need to find some sort of control, but she keeps moving. It’s driving me insane.

“Fuck me, Lucas,” Rachel groans, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror. Her lips part and her tongue wets her lips.

Fuck. There’s no way I can make this last. All control leaves me and I thrust into her, fucking her hard. She gasps, her eyes widening as she continues staring at me through the mirror. My hands slide from her hips to her breasts, squeezing them while I move in and out of her. Her pussy sucks me right back in, her insides clenching around me.

“Lucas!” Rachel gasps, bending forward, her ass wiggling against me. “More!”

I groan and grab her leg, lifting it up to give me easier access. She cries out and tightens all around me. I clench my jaw while my head tilts back, taking a moment to gaze up at the ceiling to keep myself from coming too soon. She feels so amazing. This will probably be the fastest fuck I’ve ever had. And the most amazing.

The bathroom fills with sounds of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy. She keeps getting wetter. I didn’t think that was possible. She meets my movements, urging me to go faster, harder. Her cries grow louder, echoing inside the small room.

My cock twitches and my balls grow painfully tight. I’m going to come. I can feel my body reaching its breaking point. My thrusts slow, but Rachel is having none of it. She wiggles against me. Her pussy searching for more. She whines. Her gaze meets mine once more in the mirror, her bottom lip sticking out.

“Lucas,” she rasps. “More.”

Something akin to a growl escapes me and I slip out of her.

“What?” Rachel breathes, sounding irritated. “Lucas—”

I spin her around so she’s facing me and push her up onto the sink. Grabbing her leg, I throw it over my shoulder and slam into her. Her screams have me quivering all over. My knees grow weak as it echoes through my head, replaying over and over as I fuck her. I reach a hand between us, searching for her clit. Her eyes widen, briefly looking terrified and she bats my hand away.

I pause. “What’s wrong?”

Rachel shakes her head. The desire in her gaze slightly dims. She looks away from me, looking over my shoulder at the door. “Nothing,” she rushes out. “I thought I heard something.” She grabs my hand, guiding me to her clit. Using my fingers, she strokes herself. My jaw clenches as she tightens around me. “It’s fine,” she whispers seductively. “Fuck me.”

I do exactly as she commands and pound into her. I bury my face in her shoulder, focusing on the feeling of her heat. I try to slow down, but she won’t let me. Her cries rise. Her arms circle me, her fingers digging into my back. She calls my name over and over, holding me close, kissing my head as I slam into her.

“Fuck!” I shout as my orgasm takes over me. I come inside her. My whole body spasms with it and I’m briefly worried I might drop to the ground. I lean into her. Her ass must be in the sink at this point, but I’m too far gone to care.

Rachel gasps. Her leg on my shoulder twitches and I slowly angle myself away from her so it can slide off me. She nuzzles my cheek and kisses me tenderly. Her hands stroke my hair, my back. I concentrate on the feeling of her, but something dark seeps into me.

We were supposed to talk about her—about why she’s been acting so different. Yet, the moment we were alone, she wanted to fuck me. Why? I turn to her, wanting to press her with my questions, but she looks so sweet and vulnerable right now. The words get swallowed up and all I can do is watch her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever been with. And I’ve been with a lot of beautiful women.

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