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“Anyway, it’s not really why we’re here is it?” Connor turns to me and I wish I could punch his pompous look clean off his face. Even if he is right. There's no denying it. I needed to see Sunny. And Connor knows it. I’m sure everyone in this place knows it.
Shit, I’machingfor her. And it’s only been a fucking week. And judging by the look of the guys leaning against the bar, I’m not the only one having that same thought. I grind my teeth, jaw tight as I fight the urge to slam someone’s teeth on the bar. Then, Sunny turns and stares straight at me.Like fucking Moses parting the Red Sea, the crowd thins and it’s only her and I.
I suddenly feel sedated. Then she smiles, and the room becomes ten times brighter. Her eyes hold the type of heat that only means one thing, as if she knows exactly what I’m thinking too.
She keeps watching me as she pulls Julie, the other bartender, by the elbow, leaning close to her ear. I see her lips move and watch Julie nod her head. Then Sunny’s moving. The rag she was holding finds its place near the sink. Walking out of the bar, she disappears into the back without giving me a second glance. My vision tunnels as I shoot up from the table, not bothering telling the boys where I’m heading.
Only one thing matters right now. And it’s her.
I’m already painfully hard while I push people out of my way, frantic to get to her. To touch her, feel her, smell her. I’m fucking starved by the time I get to the staff room. I find her near her locker and she acts shocked when she sees me.
I lock the door behind me, before stalking right to her. I don’t say a word, my eyes glued to hers while I unbutton her shorts and slide my hand inside, finding her wet and wanting.
I groan deeply. “You’re a greedy little girl aren’t you? Couldn’t even finish your shift without needing my cock inside you.”
“Yes,” she whimpers, catching my lip with her teeth as she fumbles with my belt.
“Eager thing, you couldn’t wait for me to fill you up. Is that it? Is that what my sweet little slut needs?” I find her clit already swollen and needy and squeeze it just to hear her high pitched gasp.
“Byzantine,” she begs. “I need you to fuck me…please.”
I flip her around and press her hard into the locker door. My hands are rough and urgent as I pull her shorts down, kicking her legs as wide as they can go with her shorts still around her thighs. I’m fumbling with my jeans like a teenager seeing pussy for the first time. Hopeless for a touch, a taste, a fuck.
I finally get my cock out, and it pulses in my hand as I line it up to her dripping cunt. I can’t wait any longer. I feel selfish. I want to use her. Manhandle her. Remind Sunny who she belongs to.
“Now,” I say leaning into her as I notch the head of my cock to her pussy. “This is what’s about to happen. I’m going to fuck you against this locker and you’ll be nice and quiet for me, got it?” Her ass pushes into me, nodding gingerly. I reach under her shirt finding her bare tits as expected and palm them hard. “That’s my good girl.”
I slam into her in one single brutal thrust. I fuck her hard and fast and she lets out a long mewl. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, clasping my hand over her open mouth, effectively silencing her as she continues to moan into my hand, biting into my palm as I bite into her shoulder.
“Did my perfect little whore miss me?”
She whimpers loudly, biting harder into my hand, and my cock grows even harder inside her. I’m crazy with lust and filled with dirty fucking thoughts, her small muffled moans only dragging me even further over the edge. The sound of skin on skin fills the room as I sense her getting close to coming.
Her eyelids flutter as she clenches around my cock and I know she’s as desperate for me to come inside of her as I am for her to climax.
“Does my little slut need to be filled up?”
She only moans in response, my hand still clamped over her mouth. I slam into her hot cunt and it feels so good I’m nearly losing my mind, but I continue. “I want you so full of my fucking cum that you can feel it dripping for the rest of the night, got it?”
And with that she shatters and I follow right behind, my balls so tight it almost hurts. The pleasure’s blinding as I empty myself inside Sunny, hot and messy andfuckingnecessary.
As if my entire existence depends on this moment. As if my dick buried deep inside her burning core is the only thing worth living for. Finally, I still behind her, breathless and completely spent.
Slowly, I unwrap my hand from her mouth, pulling her face towards me and finding her lips, chasing the high I just crashed from. I slip out of her and watch as she faces me, a small sated smile on her mouth as she wiggles back into her tight shorts. The evidence of what I just did to her dripping down her thighs.
I grin, my hindbrain assuaged now that I’ve claimed her like this. That she’s fucking mine and no one else’s. “You’re so fucking perfect, my little sun,” I say as I kiss her, her body still shuddering from her orgasm.
I kiss her one last time, leaving her behind to get cleaned up and find my way back to the table, probably smelling like sex. Like I care. Not when I can still feel Sunny on me.
Neither Connor nor Bastian bother asking where I disappeared to as I reach for my forgotten drink, the ice long melted, watering down the whiskey in the glass but I shoot it back anyway. It’s worth it when I spot Sunny ramble back behind the bar, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed as she falls back into the flow of orders, a reminder of who owns her still between her legs.
Chapter 51
Sunny
It’sbeenafewdays since Byzantine found me in the employee room. We’re on our way back from Vinyl, in the backseat of a taxi—a rare occasion—but he’s been drinking. Bastian left with Connor, while Lenix disappeared with one of her regular hookups earlier in the night.
I might have taken a few too many shots myself, accompanied with a shared joint in the alley with Lenix but I’m still coherent—enough. The loud music is still ringing in my ears, a smile on my lips as I fish out my phone, while Byzantine is distracted on his.
