Chapter Fourteen #2
The stall shudders with our fast-paced movements.
Anyone in here would know exactly what’s going on, but I don’t care.
I just want to be in this moment with him.
This isn’t lovemaking—it’s hungry, needy, demanding, dirty fucking, and my God, it’s delicious.
Even though I enjoyed the gentler, more intimate moment with him, this harder edge to him is certainly bringing out the unrestrained woman in me, and living on the edge with him is fast becoming my new favorite thing.
It takes me to a new height, to a new precipice that I didn’t even know could exist.
Being with Ryan is easy, and having him inside me is an emotional ride that I don’t want to get off.
As he thrusts up inside me again, harder, deeper, and faster, I pull back, breaking our kiss, and bring my hand up, grabbing the top of the stall to anchor myself.
I’m not being quiet—not this time—and Ryan certainly is joining in with me on the moan factor.
He’s being just as vocal as I am. Our moans echo through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls and reverberating back through the stall.
The feeling of being completely joined, without a barrier, is new for our relationship, and in the heat of the moment, it is taking things to a new level, whether we both want to think about it or not.
He pushes in again, rotating, pulling out, then thrusting again, distracting me from my deep thoughts.
It’s such a perfect rhythm that my skin slickens with a fine sheen of sweat as tingly bumps appear all over every inch of my body, then shoot down my spine while my back arches off the wall, pressing my chest toward his face.
Shutting my eyes tightly, my breath catches.
He thrusts deeper, hitting just the right spot, and I explode in a mind-shattering, earth-quaking orgasm that completely rocks my world.
I gasp, panting for air as my body goes completely limp, and I fall forward, my head resting on his shoulder.
He thrusts up into me one last time, groaning out loud as he jolts, unloading everything he has inside me.
It’s so intense, and I feel everything as he pushes me back into the wall.
We both hold each other tight as we come down while continuing to pant uncontrollably.
My eyes are closed as I hold him close, and he slowly kisses my neck gently.
My legs are like Jell-O as I softly slide them down from around his waist and back to the floor. When I stumble slightly, he pulls out of me, and I instantly feel the loss, trying to gather my bearings while my limbs regain some feeling in them.
“Well, I didn’t see my day turning out like this when I woke up this morning,” Ryan says, bringing his hand up and caressing my face tenderly, and placing my glasses back on my face properly. I didn’t even realize they’d become crooked.
“Me either, but hell, I kinda like being involved with a rock star,” I say with a smirk as I look down at my torn panties on the floor and sigh. “Although I am going to have to go shopping for new panties soon, mine seem to be slowly disappearing.”
He bends down to pick them up. “Sorry about that,” he says, then pulls up his jeans and boxers, doing them up and placing my ruined panties in his pocket. I roll my eyes as I shuffle my skirt down my legs, feeling the evidence of what we just did coat my thighs.
“Shit,” I murmur without thinking.
He furrows his brow and tilts his head. “You okay?”
I give him a weak smile. “Yeah, just, I’m gonna have to do the walk of shame in the morning and go to the pharmacy and get the morning-after pill.
I think I might go to the doctor and get a prescription for the pill if we’re going to keep doing this.
What do you think?” I ask, wanting to get his opinion on where this might be heading.
He smiles and caresses my cheek even more tenderly.
“Sorry, I kinda got carried away. I’ll come to the pharmacy with you.
And it would be a good idea to get you on the pill.
Now I’ve had you bare once, not sure I can go back.
And I don’t know about you, but a baby is not something I want right now. ”
I shake my head quickly. “Oh God, no, I do not want a baby, but I do want to go on the pill. And thanks for the offer. It would be nice not to have to go to the pharmacy on my own.”
“So we have a date for the pharmacy in the morning, then we’ll go for breakfast?”
“It’s a date.”
“Did you guys fuck, then agree to go on a date?” a voice calls from outside the stall.
“You’re doing things backward, don’t you think?
But hey, thanks for the show. It was a real turn-on.
Anyway, have a good night,” a woman calls out, and I pull my lips in together with my teeth.
I try to hold back a laugh, but Ryan beats me to it as he lets out a small chuckle.
“Well, at least we gave someone a good show.”
“Oh God, I’m so embarrassed,” I whisper.
He pulls me into him for a hug. “Don’t be. We’re two people who like each other and just got a little carried away when looking at each other for too long. It’s not a crime to be sexual, Tillie.”
“No, not a crime. But it sure is a hell of a lot of fun.”
He leans in to kiss me.
I pull back and exhale. “We should get back out there before people wonder where we’ve wandered off to.”
“Yeah, before Nate tells people we’ve gone to the bathroom to fuck.”
I burst out laughing and grab his hand, turning for the door.
Taking a deep breath, I hope like hell there’s no one out there as I pull open the door.
Luckily, the coast is clear, so I firmly link my hand with Ryan’s, and we walk casually back out to the VIP area.
I head for a booth, but Ryan wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me toward the dance floor.