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“Are you going to let her go so we can fuck?” mused Paxton, his hand gripping his length through his briefs as he leaned sexily against the lockers that had definitely seen better days.
I was about to…but then I had a better…weirder idea.
“Odd question, but you don’t happen to have any handcuffs, do you?”
“This is getting kinky, but I’m ready,” he responded, digging into the black jeans he’d been wearing earlier and pulling out…a pair of handcuffs.
We’d have to talk about why exactly he was carrying a pair of those around with him at a later date. Right now, I just wanted him.
I gave the girl’s head a vicious yank and pushed her towards a rusted, thick pipe in the corner.
“Get off of me, you freaking psycho,” she pleaded, obviously not well-versed in the notion that you got more flies with honey than vinegar.
She would have already been out of here if she’d learned that lesson at some point in her life.
I let go of her hair and grabbed her hands, heaving them over her head in a painful angle so she wouldn’t be able to move…and then I handcuffed her to the pole. Facing the other direction, obviously. She could hear…but she wasn’t going to be able to enjoy the view. That view was just for me.
The girl screamed, not realizing…or too stupid to understand…that no one would hear her in the pandemonium happening outside.
And even if they did…no one would care.
“Here,” said Paxton, tossing me one of his dirty socks that he’d probably had in that gym bag for way too long, along with some duct tape that I also needed to ask him about. Maybe Jenna had given him advice about proper bag contents.
“Excellent.” I gripped the girl around the neck and forced the dirty sock in her mouth before taping it.
This was definitely going to be a night she would never, ever forget.
I swung around to lock eyes with Paxton, his eyes heavy lidded, a faint blush to his cheeks. “Come here, baby,” he ordered in a lust-drunk voice. I was a little aware of the girl’s faint moans behind me…but I also decidedly did not give one fuck about them.
A guttural noise erupted from his chest as he reached out and grabbed me, turning us and thrusting me against the lockers. They rattled with the impact, the cool metal feeling like a caress against my skin in the suddenly steamy room.
“Did you wear this skirt intentionally to fuck with me?” he growled, his fingers thrusting under the skirt in question, dancing across my soaked underwear before he deftly slipped under my thong and expertly rubbed at my clit. His other hand kneaded my ass possessively as I writhed against him, my immediate moans filling the room.
“You’re soaked, princess. You’re such a fucking dream.”
“It’s your fault. Give me what I want,” I murmured right before his lips crashed against mine. He ate at my mouth like a starving man and I opened up willingly to the deep thrusts of his tongue.
“Fuck,” he growled. “I can’t wait.”
He ripped my thong off like it was nothing—good thing we had some cash now to buy me more. And then he thrust my skirt up so that my ass was bared to the empty room.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered before reaching down between us and pulling the band of his briefs under his rock hard length.
I was desperate for it.
He pressed his hard dick against my clit, the tip of it gliding back and forth through my folds. I let out a strangled noise and he laughed.
"I can't wait any longer," he growled before slamming into me until the backs of my thighs were flush against his.
I lost the ability to breathe for a moment, my brain completely blank.
When I came to, I realized I was chanting, "yes, yes, yes," over and over again as I fluttered around him.
"That's my girl," he purred, lifting my hips slightly and thrusting up inside of me so that my ass slammed against the lockers, the sound rattling around the room.
I was so full, it was impossible to think about anything other than this moment.
Fuck," he groaned. His grip on my hips tightened as he held me against the locker and started fucking into me with desperate, hard, rough moves.
