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"This has to go," he muttered, his gaze pulling from my face down to my chest where I was wearing a tight black spaghetti strap shirt.
He yanked on the front, and one of my straps snapped as my breasts were exposed. His mouth immediately closed over one of my nipples, sucking hard.
I cried out as he bit down. I was lost in the sensations of his mouth on me, and his thick cock moving in and out. I was a writhing mess as I gripped onto his shoulders, so hard that my nails bit into his flesh.
He made a deep, hungry sound as he moved to the other nipple, and his thrusts slowed down, like he was intent on trying to torture me. The glide of his hips was suddenly lazy and smooth, ripping apart the orgasm that had been building from his previous hard rhythm.
"Paxton," I complained, trying to move my hips faster. But he kept a hard grip on my hips, pushing them against the locker so I couldn't move at all. His tongue licked and sucked at my sensitive tips and he laughed against my skin.
"You could learn some patience, princess," he purred as his teeth grazed my nipple once more.
"Please," I begged again, feeling like I might cry if he didn't go faster.
He chuckled lowly, and I had the urge to stab him.
Paxton continued the excruciatingly slow movements for another minute or so before he moved me to the bench, laying me down against the hard, cold wood.
He hovered over me, his cock still somehow all the way inside me. He braced one hand above my head and the other one around my neck so I was once again pinned into place.
"Do you want hard, Aurora? Need me to fuck this tight pussy until you scream?" he snarled.
All I could do was whimper in response, and when he slammed into me, my body went limp with relief.
His lips melted against mine, his tongue sliding in deep in the same rhythm as his cock that was now hammering into me.
"You are so fucking perfect," he growled as he stretched me wide. "You take me so good.” Arousal spiked through my insides at his praise.
I clung to him as he moved in and out of me expertly.
"Rub your clit. Make yourself come on my cock," he whispered in my ear, the tip of his tongue coming out to lick against my skin.
My hand immediately jerked down and I rubbed feverishly, so happy that I'd have some level of control over my orgasm now.
"That's it, baby. Come for me," he ordered.
At his command, an orgasm bloomed inside me and I came so hard that I temporarily blacked out. When I came to, his hands had stretched my legs up to my shoulders and he was slamming into me, watching his cock move in and out with a feverish glint to his gaze.
"Yes. Fuck. You’re perfect," he growled as his biceps flexed and bulged with his movements. There was a bead of sweat falling down his gorgeous face and I wanted to lick it off.
"More," I begged, and his thrusts somehow became faster, until I was moving up the bench with every thrust.
"I’m about to come. You better come with me," he said in a pained, gravelly voice. I went to work on my clit again, and a few thrusts later, I was once again falling over the edge as he shuddered against my skin, his cock pulsing inside of me.
His groans filled the room as he buried his face in my neck. “So fucking good every time," he muttered, sounding surprised.
My tongue darted out and I finally licked up the bead of sweat I’d been watching before, unable to help myself. He pressed a soft kiss against my trembling pulse in response.
“Congratulations, Pax,” I whispered, and his grip on me tightened.
Cain pushed through the door just then, raising a quizzical eyebrow as he took in the scene of Paxton balls deep inside me on a bench while a lingerie clad woman writhed desperately against a pole—and not in a sexy way.
“This looks…fun.”
Paxton snorted, pulling out of me with a low groan. He pulled his briefs up without cleaning himself up at all.
“I’m ready to get out of here,” Cain said grumpily, obviously wanting to know what happened without having to ask us to tell him.
I made a point of ignoring him as I attempted to clean myself up with one of Paxton’s towels and then pulled down my skirt like I was a fucking lady—and hadn’t just been thoroughly fucked in a dirty locker room.
