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Badly.

Now.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his hands all over me. He slid them across my front, barely brushing over my nipples and caressing tenderly and gently down my body.

They journeyed downward until he found the button on my jeans.

My entire being was throbbing and aching with want. I pressed my backside against his swollen rod.

With one hand, he held my hips still and traced his hand farther down to the hem of my panties. I heard a low hum in my ear as he slid them down to my thighs and parted my legs with his knees.

I whispered incoherently as my knees nearly buckled beneath me.

Aching with want —need— my womanhood throbbed with an emptiness, but only for a moment before his hardened staff slammed deep within me, filling me to the hilt. Holding my hips, he thrust inside me, igniting passion in my depths.

“Yes…” I whispered, biting my lips in passion.

His thrusts were deep and hard and full of lust. His fingers gripped me tightly and I ground against him with everything I had, meeting every forceful thrust.

His pace quickened and one of his hands snuck up under my shirt to grab my breasts.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the booth, and I knew it was only a matter of time before the other people in the bar were alerted to what it was that we were doing.

But neither of us seemed to care.

I could feel my juices drip down my thighs as his thrusts became slower and teasingly shallower.

“Faster…” I begged, but I felt his hot breath in my ear soon after.

“Faster?” He mocked, sliding his hand down my torso to my swollen bud. His fingers encircled it, and immediately, I felt a low hum roll all the way from my chest, over my tongue, and out of my mouth.

“Faster…” I breathed raggedly.

“That’s what you want?” His fingers worked faster but his manhood maintained a slow, steady, shallow pace that frustrated me to my core.

“Faster!” I demanded.

And then he slammed into me, burying himself fully.

My walls clenched as he massaged them relentlessly. I could feel myself building, the pressure almost too much.

I was about to scream.

“Now,” he commanded, as I felt him twitch and jerk within me.

And that was all it took.

A wave of pleasure shot through my center, up to my belly and back down to my quaking knees.

My toes curled relentlessly, and I breathed out an exasperated groan that vibrated against the phone booth’s walls.

* * *

"God,do you think they saw us? What we weredoing?" I ask quietly, a blush creeping over my face. I’d never done anything like that before.

As we emerged from the phone booth, our bodies still entangled in the aftermath of passion, I retrieved my phone and glanced at the screen. A message from my partner awaited me, breaking the spell of the moment and pulling me back to reality.

My heart quickened and lurched into my throat as I read his response.

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