Chapter Thirty-Five
Dominic
The second the door to the women’s restroom closes behind me, I balk. “Yeah, I can’t do this.”
The dimly lit bathroom is empty. Bella scoured the room before motioning me inside. It’s empty, right? I scan the stalls, searching for feet under the door. It’s empty.
Bella’s eyes dance with laughter. “Super stud, this was your idea. What’s wrong?”
“Apparently, the thought of public restroom sex sounded better in my head than in reality.”
She stalks forward and runs her fingertip down the center of my T-shirt toward my beltline. “So, you haven’t had bar bathroom sex?”
“No.” My eyes narrow as her fingertip brushes against my belt buckle. “Have you?”
“No.” She laughs at my expression. “I haven’t.”
“I don’t think this is a good idea.” I glance at the door, listening for footsteps or hands grabbing the door handle. “I’d rather we had sex somewhere where we don’t have to worry about someone else walking in on us, and who knows what kinds of germs are in this room.” I shudder and send up a quick prayer of thanks that I don’t have a blue light to scan the room for nasty shit.
“Hmm….” She strokes my dick, causing it to jump to life. My dick is obviously not listening to my mouth. “That’s too bad. I was looking forward to dropping to my knees and showing you a good time.” She clasps my belt and slides it open.
“Baby…” I grab her hand and hold it in place. “Let’s go to my place.”
“No.” She shakes her head. “I don’t think so.” While gripping my belt, she tugs me forward. “Stall. Now.”
Shit. My entire body breaks into a sweat as my heart gallops in my chest. We can’t do this. She licks her lips and smiles. “I promise. You’re going to love it.” The heat in her eyes makes my knees buckle.
After I close my eyes, I inhale and pop my neck from side to side. When I reopen my eyes and see the gorgeous woman in front of me, all my reservations disappear. “Fuck it.”
I stride to the farthest stall, shove open the door, causing it to bang against the wall with a clank, and watch her stalk toward me. Before she can blink, I have her pressed against the wall and kissing her like I need her to breathe. I inhale a ragged breath while devouring her. It’s not like I need her to breathe. I need her to breathe.
As I caress her hips, sides, back, ass, everywhere at once, she whimpers her approval into my mouth. My balls tighten as electric shockwaves flow from my spine to my thighs and dick. I’ve never been this hard before.
Her tongue slashes against mine, sending goosebumps to dot my skin. It’s not enough. I want more. I angle my head to get better access to her mouth and shudder.
When she moans against my tongue, I nearly come in my pants. She makes quick work of opening my jeans and grasps my throbbing cock. The second she grips my flesh; she jerks back and stares up at me with lust-filled eyes. “You’re so fucking big. I love the feel of your cock in my hand.” She pumps me from base to tip, tugging over my piercings in the process.
The taut sensation does nothing to ease the release building deep inside of me. “You’re so thick.” Her eyes glow as she licks her lips. “So, fucking sexy.” She bites her bottom lip, and I can’t take it anymore.
“Bella, drop to your knees. Now.”
She obeys my order and engulfs me. “Fu-u-u-uck!” My eyes roll back into my head. What’s she doing to me? She grips my hip with one hand and jerks me off with the other.
“Do you like that?”
“God, ye-s-s-s….” I hiss with approval. Seeing her on her knees in front of me. Licking and sucking on my flesh. My balls are so tight, they ache. I’m so fucking close. I don’t want to come here in the fucking bar bathroom. “You’ve got to stop.”
“Not going to happen.” She grips my base and deep throats me. Her tongue teases and flicks against the piercings.
“Fuck.” I slam my fist into the wall as I gasp for air. “Please, baby.”
She doesn’t look up. Nor does she stop.
Fuck. I can’t stop. Jesus. I need to stop.
Bang. The door to the bathroom flings open as the voices of two giggling girls break into the room, drowning out the sound of her sucking me off.
I grip her head, holding her in place. “Stop.”
She shakes her head no while mouthing the word. Her eyes glow with challenge as she mouths, “Fuck my mouth.”
Son of a bitch. I slam my dick into her mouth with so much force I’m shocked when she remains on her knees and not flat on her ass. I try to stop, but I can’t. Her hot mouth takes me. Then, her throat. Jesus. Her gorgeous eyes. Those pouty lips. That fucking perfect mouth. Her flushed cheeks.
The girls giggle and fall against the wall as they talk about a guy at the bar. But their words mean nothing. The only thing that matters is Bella. The faucets and hand dryers come on as the girls chat louder, oblivious to the pleasure that she’s inflicting on me. And the crashing reality that I’d do anything to make this woman happy.
I clutch her head and fuck her gorgeous, sassy mouth. Her eyes roll back into her head as the sound of her slurping and gagging intensifies.
It’s too much. My legs quiver as spasms rip through my thighs, back, and finally, my balls. “Fuck,” I grunt as streams of cum shoot from my dick and coat the inside of her mouth.
With the last shove of my hips, I dive deeper, retreat, and yank her to her feet. My mouth slams over hers as the door opens and shuts, and the two voices disappear.
Her mouth is filled with my cum, and nothing has ever tasted better. Except her.
“Did my pussy get wet while sucking me off?”
“Yes.” Her voice is a low whisper as she squeezes her thighs together. “I’m soaking wet.”
“Wildflower, you slay me.” I yank her pants and panties down and slip my fingers through her wetness. “Jesus, baby, you’re so fucking wet. Having you suck me off was amazing but touching this pussy….” I dive two fingers into her as she gasps. “This is pure heaven.”
Her pants fill the room as I work in and out of her. “You do such crazy things to me.” I slide my mouth along her jaw, kissing and nipping her flesh.
“That feels so good. Dom, you’re so fucking good at pleasing me.” I lunge to the hilt. “So good at filling me up.”
“You’re too much. I just came, and my dick is already hard.” I shake my head and pull back. “Ride my fucking fingers. I want to watch you come.”
“God, yes,” she whimpers, rotates her hips, and rocks back and forth over my hand.
“You’re soaking me.” I grip the back of her head and take over fucking her pussy while staring into her eyes. “You’re so fucking close.” Her gasps fill the room as her entire body shakes. “Do you want to come, Wildflower?”
“Yes, so fucking bad.”
“How bad?” I add a third finger and repeatedly brush her G spot.
“So fucking bad. Don’t stop.” She clutches my upper arms as her mouth drops open. “God, Dom, don’t fucking stop. I’m so fucking close. Oh, God, yes-s-s-s.”
“You’re so perfect. This sweet pussy knows who owns it, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.” Her voice is pained with her desire to come. “I’m all yours.”
“Yes, you are.” I pinch her clit between my thumb and palm as the sounds of her sopping pussy echo off the stall door. “Such a good girl. So, fucking greedy. Yes, baby, right there. That’s it. That’s it, baby, right there.” I talk her through the quaking of her walls.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Her thighs squeeze together as she doubles over, trying to hold me in place, but I continue to work in and out of her, forcing her to embrace her orgasm.
“Oh….” Her eyes widen as she spreads her thighs wide and grinds down on my hand. “Jesus, I’m….” She screams and comes again until she slumps against me while gasping for air. “Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”
“That’s my girl.” I slip my hand from between her legs and clasp the back of her head. “I can’t decide if I want to taste you or want you to taste yourself.” Her eyes dip to my fingers. “There’s my answer.” I chuckle and slide two fingers along her swollen lips. “You first.”
When she sucks my fingers into her mouth and hums, I snap with need. “Alley, now.”
“Yes, please. Dom, you make me so fucking greedy.”
“Fuck it.” I flip her around, stomp her panties and jeans down to her feet, and fill her with one thrust.
“Oh, God, yes.” Our moans fill the room as I pound into her.
“Shit!” Someone screeches from the doorway and then slams the door shut.
Fuck it. Thrust after thrust, I lunge into her. The sound of her pleasure is followed by my own.
“Oh, my God.” Another voice comes from the doorway. “You’re right.” A girl giggles and shuts the door again.
“I’m coming! Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
“F-u-u-u-uck.” I slam into her and come so hard I forget how to breathe.