Page 9 of That First Date


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“I’m not the girl who wants a soft fuck in the bathroom,” I tell him.

Mentally, I know I can keep this a one night thing. I don’t allow myself feelings for any man and sex certainly won’t change that for me.

“Afraid you’ll catch feelings for me?” he teases, as if he can sense my thoughts.

"If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not looking to ride off into the sunset with you. I'm looking to be thrown around a little so I can wake up tomorrow feeling sated," I tease back, raising my chin to him with confidence.

His eyes bounce between both of mine before he leans into my ear, “Since you’ve been such a good girl… let me take care of your needs.”

I suck in a breath, blinking at him as I consider what he’s offering me.

I don’t think about it long before I grab his wrist, dragging him down the hall to the first unlocked door I can find. Pushing him inside of it, I see a table sitting in the middle of the room. Probably the cleanest supply closet I’ve ever seen. I smile to myself while simultaneously shaking my head in disbelief at the universe being in my favor right now.

“I was thinking more along the lines of bringing you home with me,” Marc says, while stuffing his hands in his pocket and laughing.

“No, here’s what's going to happen…” I skate my hands seductively from his wrists and up his arms and rest them on his chest before I continue. “You’re going to hike this dress up.” I start unbuttoning his suit jacket. “And you’re going to bend me over this table and fuck me. Hard.”

With one step forward, both of his hands cup the side of my face as if he’s going to lean in to kiss me. But I quickly move my head to the side.

“No. No kissing.” I press a finger to his lips. “That’s not what this is.”

“Enlighten me then, Avery. What is this?”

“This is just you scratching my itch.” I shrug my shoulders. “You’re simply returning the favor for me helping you out tonight.”

I watch his eyes go from gray to black right in front of me. His hand finds my hips as he grips them forcefully and pulls my body flush with his where I feel his already hardened cock press into my stomach.

“It’s cute that you think after I fuck you senseless that you won't come running back for more.”

He presses his lips to the sensitive spot at the shell of my ear and my head tips to the side, allowing him full access to my neck. My hips press into him, craving any sort of friction as he continues to trail kisses along my bounding pulse, stopping when he reaches my collar bone.

“Do I have to keep repeating myself?” My body betrays me as I shiver under his touch. “You don’t have to worry about me getting attached to this.”

“We’ll see about that,” he says right before he spins me around. His hand grips the back of my neck, pushing me down on the table with a thud. He’s rougher that I expected he would be, and that sends desire coursing through my body like a freight train.

“You liked that didn’t you?” he asks. Removing his hand from my neck, he runs his knuckles along my spine until he reaches the curve of my ass. “Now, I know when I hike this tight little dress up, you’ll be dripping wet for me. Won’t you?”

I swallow as I try to control my already wild breaths. I can already feel that I am.

“Use your words. Tell me that your tight little pussy is craving this cock.”

“Yes,” I say with a hint of desperation in my voice.

He pulls my dress up and rests it over my lower back right before he takes a small step back. I feel cold air as he steps away, forcing me to turn my head to look at him over my shoulder. I watch as he runs his tongue along his bottom lip. His eyes meet mine, and my clit throbs in anticipation. My eyes never leave his as I arch my back to press my ass higher in the air. Swinging my hips side to side as if I’m putting on a little show for him.

“I don’t even have to touch you. I can see you’re soaked for me, Avery,” he growls before he takes one step forward and within seconds, he has two fingers deep inside of me. I can’t help the gasp that escapes my lips.

He doesn’t go easy on me as he pumps me with one hand while the other wraps around my nape and grips my hair as he holds me in place. I already feel close to an orgasm, and it’s definitely not his hand that I want right now.

“Fuuuck, yes,” I pant.

“Ahhh, you like it rough. Don’t you?”

“Marc,” I beg. “I need you inside of me. Right now. I don’t want to come anywhere but on your cock.”

“Damn, Avery.” I can hear the smile in his voice. “You’re something else.”

He removes his hands from me, and I tilt my head to the side as I watch him reach into his pocket and pull out a condom. I flip around and lean my elbows on the table as I fully take him in while he’s unbuttoning his pants. My eyes widen as I watch his huge cock spring free. He’s hard as steel as he rolls the condom on.

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