Page 130 of Don't Hate Me


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The dirty bathroom should have turned me off, but the image of myself in the mirror as she looked at me with those sinful eyes was enough to make my head spin.

Her hands trailed my torso, pulling up my shirt and baring my breasts to the world. I washed as her fingers trailed my nipples, causing them to harden. It was so much more erotic to see what she did to my body than to just feel it.

My head fell back with a moan as she plucked them.

“My dirty little slut needs to get fucked,” she whispered in my ear. Her voice was dark and filled with lust. “Look at yourself. Watch as I fuck you.”

I forced my gaze back to the mirror. She pinched my nipples, pulling a moan from me.

Slowly, her hand traveled down my front until it slipped into my pants. Her gaze was locked on mine, watching as her hand descended lower and lower—I gasped when her fingers ran down my folds.

I bucked against her, forcing her fingers to rub against my wet slit. I was unashamedly grinding against her. Pulling out moan after moan from my own mouth. She kept still, watching as I rode her hand, desperately searching for the friction I needed.

Her fingers trailed to my clit, rubbing soft circles in it. Her breathing in my ear combined with the steady plucking of my nipple was enough to drench my underwear.

“God, how long were you squirming in your own wetness?” she asked. She circled my clit harder this time. Once, twice, before slipping two fingers into me.

I needed more. I needed her to throw me across this dirty sink and ram into me like she never had before.

I was shaking with need.

“Since you told me you loved me,” I admitted. I wrapped an arm around her neck, using it as leverage to hold myself up. I placed my foot on the pipes below the sink and opened my legs farther for her.

Her eyes widened along with her pupils. Hunger was obvious in them, and it made my body heat even more.

She didn’t stop me from meeting her hand as she pumped her fingers inside of me.

The squelch of my wetness against her hand was loud in the room. Our pants mingled together. There was no mistaking what we were doing in here.

I used my free hand to push my pants lower, giving her more room to fuck me.

Delicious pleasure licked at my spine, pushing me to continue my movements against her. She felt so good. It didn’t matter what she did to me, I would find pleasure in it all. She played me easily. Like she had completely learned every single tell my body had and used it against me in that very moment.

She brought her fingers up to her mouth, her pink tongue drawing out to wet them before bringing it back to my nipple. The feeling of her now wet fingers rolling my nipple pulled a gasp from me.

My pussy clenched around her, pulling her fingers deeper into me. I was going insane with the need to come. My movements were hurried, and I ground my hips against her, chasing the sweet orgasm that was on the verge of peeking its head out.

“That’s what you need to hear?” she asked, fitting a third finger inside of me. I spread my legs for her, needing more. My pussy clenched around her again.

“Yes,” I breathed. “Tell me again.”

My nails dug into her skin. I watched the mirror version of me. The one with her mouth open, panting and begging for more. I was exposed, arching for her touch. I could just make out the image of my wetness on her fingers as she pumped them inside of me.

“I love you, Blake,” she groaned. “I loveyou. I think I did from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

Fuck.

I let my hands slip into my pants, rubbing my clit ferociously as she finger-fucked me. So close. I was so close, it was bordering on painful. I was making a mess of my pants and probably calling all staff to the bathrooms with my moans, butfuckif I gave two shits about it.

“More.”

“I love the darkness inside you,” she continued. “I love how fucking ready you are for me. I love seeing just how expressive those eyes of yours are, especially—”

I couldn’t contain my whine as my cunt fluttered around her fingers. My orgasm burst through me, causing my body to convulse against her as it destroyed my body.

A few days might not have been long for anyone else, but for me, it had been far too long. All the tension and fear that had acclimated in my body turned into white-hot pleasure as I came, leaving nothing left in my body.

“Ah,” she breathed. As if my orgasm was hers as well. “Yes, like that.”

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