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As we pass the ladies’ room, he stops and grabs my hand, pushing open the door and pulling me inside. He closes the door behind us and turns the lock with a loud click.
“Shane? What are you…” I start to say but before I can finish my sentence he's on me, pressing me against the tiled wall with the weight of his body. He lifts one hand to my face, dragging his thumb across my lip before he cups my cheek. He rubs the pad of his thumb along my jawline and stares at me so intently, the warmth spreads through my core.
“You know that she means nothing to me?” He frowns.
I swallow hard. “Yes. You told me that.”
He bends his head low and seals his lips over mine, forcing his tongue inside my mouth and kissing me roughly. Just as suddenly, he pulls back from me, leaving me wanting more. “So, why don’t you believe me, Hacker?”
“I do,” I protest.
“Does she intimidate you?” He narrows his eyes at me, and I swear sometimes this man can read my mind.
“A little, I guess,” I admit.
He takes hold of my chin and tilts my head up, so I have no choice but to look at him. “You know that no-one can make you feel inferior without your permission, right?”
I roll my eyes at his pop psychology and he squeezes my jaw tighter. “Don’t roll your eyes at me. Why do you let her talk to you like that?” he scowls at me now. “You’re like a different person around her. Where is my little firecracker?”
“I don’t know. She’s just so damn perfect, she seems like she has her shit completely together. I mean has she ever made a single mistake in her life?” I flash one eyebrow at him.
“Believe me, she’s made plenty.”
“Why don’t you let me call you Shay?” I whisper.
“Because I fucking hate it. She calls me it because she knows it’s one of the few ways she has left to push my buttons.”
“Oh.” I chew on my lip. I hadn’t even considered that. “You and her just look so good together,” I say as the emotion wells up in my chest. “She’s perfect for you.”
“Perfect? You’ve said that twice now. And if she was perfect for me, we’d be together, wouldn’t we?” he growls and suddenly I’m aware of his free hand reaching down and lifting the edge of my dress. The soft fabric glides over my thighs as he gently pulls it, raising it higher.
Pressing his lips against my ear, he whispers. “You want to know what’s perfect?”
“What?” I pant as his hand skims over the bare skin on my thigh and between my legs.
“This sweet cunt,” he growls as he pulls my panties to one side and pushes two fingers straight into my hot, wet entrance.
“Shane,” I groan as the pain and pleasure burns through me.
“Perfect the way it is always soaked with your cum, Hacker. Always ready for me. The way you squeeze my cock when you’re desperate to come. How fucking sweet you taste. It’s so damn perfect that I think about being inside it all fucking day,” he growls as he pulls his fingers out of me and drops his other hand from my face. The familiar jangle of his belt being unbuckled causes a sudden rush of wet heat between my thighs.
I wrap my arms around his neck as my cheeks flush with fire. He is about to fuck me in this restroom, which to be fair is possibly the fanciest one I’ve ever been in in my life, in his ex-girlfriend’s office, and I am desperate for him to.
The sound of his zipper opening makes my insides melt like warm butter and I spread my legs wider apart to allow him easier access. “Eyes on me, Hacker,” he snaps, noticing that my eyes have dropped down to his hands to watch as he takes his stiff cock out.
I look up at him again. His green eyes hold mine captive as he pulls my dress up around my waist and slides my panties aside once more. I’m thankful I chose to wear these fuck me pumps because without them he’s almost a foot taller than me. He grabs one of my thighs, pulling it up and wrapping it around his waist before bending his knees and driving himself into me.
“Is this what I have to do to prove to you that you’re the only woman I’m interested in?” he groans as he nails me to the tiled wall.
“Don’t pretend this is all about you making me feel better,” I pant.
“There’s my firecracker,” he chuckles. “And yeah, this is also about me not being able to keep my fucking hands off you,” he growls as he hits that perfect spot, releasing a rush of my arousal. My walls squeeze tighter around him, drawing him in as deep as I can.
“Stop squeezing me, Hacker, or I’m not going to last five minutes.”
“Well that could be good thing, seeing as we’re in your ex-girlfriend’s restroom.”
He growls in frustration as he thrusts into me harder than before. “But you’d love her to catch us though, wouldn’t you?”
