reception hall, but not through the main entrance. He was walking so fast she could barely keep up with him. “And we’re going to. But don’t worry. I’m not in any rush…ah, that’s what I need.” She looked up and saw the closed door in front of her. She had no idea where they were but figured they were in some administration part of the rental hall. “What are we doing here?”
He opened the door and went inside, pulling her in after him. It was dim—the only light came through a partially opened door in the back. He let go of her hand and went to peer through the door. She saw enough to know it was a bathroom and then she looked back at Brian. The look in his eyes was all the answer she needed to know what they were doing.
With no preliminaries, without saying a word, Brian reached out and fisted his hands in her skirt, slowly raising up and baring her to his gaze. “It’s been driving me crazy, thinking about you naked under this dress,” he murmured, watching with rapt fascination as he bared her knees, her thighs. As the hem edged up past her hips, he sank to his knees in front of her.
He leaned in and put his mouth on her and Jaynie’s knees damn near gave out. She slammed her hands down, bracing herself against the smooth wooden door at her back but it didn’t help much as he slid his tongue around her clit in a slow, teasing circle.
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down. In an effort to stay upright, she gripped the doorknob, squeezing it until her knuckles went white.
He stiffened his tongue and stabbed it inside her, over and over. Then he slid his hands up over the back of her calves, her knees, her thighs and cupped her butt in his hands. As he took some of her weight, she sagged back in relief and fisted her hands in the thick, unruly silk of his hair. “Brian…” She opened her eyes and found herself staring into the darkened office. The wedge of light coming in through the open bathroom door fell on him, highlighting half of his face, throwing the other half into shadow. He lifted his head and glanced up at her.
“You’re so fucking sweet,” he muttered, and his voice was thick, almost drugged-sounding. He pressed his mouth back against her.
“Brian, we can’t—”
“We can,” he growled. The vibration of it went singing through her and she shivered. “We will. Come, Jaynie. I’m dying here.” His tongue circled her entrance and then pushed back inside her. She sobbed, feeling the world around her begin to shake and deep inside she felt a hot, thrumming beat start, pulsing and pounding through her in rhythm with the strokes of his tongue moving in and out of her sex. He stroked his fingers up and down her hip, pulled her in closer to his mouth, away from the door so that she was all but riding him. Then…he spanked her, his hand coming down with jarring force on the curve of her rump. She arched up and screamed his name.
He growled against her and shifted to take her clit between his teeth, biting down with soft, gentle force. Jaynie came, rocking against him and crying as the climax tore through her. Before she had a chance to even breathe, he had her on the floor under him, her legs shoved wide and her skirt pushed to her waist. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a rubber.
Brian never looked away from her face as he tore the packet open and rolled the thin latex barrier down over his rigid cock. He covered her, pushed inside her and 81
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Jaynie reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her. He crushed her into the carpet and muttered in her ear, “You’re going to go out there looking like you’ve been fucked, smelling like me. He’s going to look at you and know he can’t ever touch you again. You are mine, Jaynie. Even if you haven’t figured it out yet.”
His control was gone and Brian didn’t seem in any hurry to get it back as he shafted her,
He opened the door and went inside, pulling her in after him. It was dim—the only light came through a partially opened door in the back. He let go of her hand and went to peer through the door. She saw enough to know it was a bathroom and then she looked back at Brian. The look in his eyes was all the answer she needed to know what they were doing.
With no preliminaries, without saying a word, Brian reached out and fisted his hands in her skirt, slowly raising up and baring her to his gaze. “It’s been driving me crazy, thinking about you naked under this dress,” he murmured, watching with rapt fascination as he bared her knees, her thighs. As the hem edged up past her hips, he sank to his knees in front of her.
He leaned in and put his mouth on her and Jaynie’s knees damn near gave out. She slammed her hands down, bracing herself against the smooth wooden door at her back but it didn’t help much as he slid his tongue around her clit in a slow, teasing circle.
Then down…down…down…and in. Jaynie gasped out his name and began to sag 80
One of the Guys
down. In an effort to stay upright, she gripped the doorknob, squeezing it until her knuckles went white.
He stiffened his tongue and stabbed it inside her, over and over. Then he slid his hands up over the back of her calves, her knees, her thighs and cupped her butt in his hands. As he took some of her weight, she sagged back in relief and fisted her hands in the thick, unruly silk of his hair. “Brian…” She opened her eyes and found herself staring into the darkened office. The wedge of light coming in through the open bathroom door fell on him, highlighting half of his face, throwing the other half into shadow. He lifted his head and glanced up at her.
“You’re so fucking sweet,” he muttered, and his voice was thick, almost drugged-sounding. He pressed his mouth back against her.
“Brian, we can’t—”
“We can,” he growled. The vibration of it went singing through her and she shivered. “We will. Come, Jaynie. I’m dying here.” His tongue circled her entrance and then pushed back inside her. She sobbed, feeling the world around her begin to shake and deep inside she felt a hot, thrumming beat start, pulsing and pounding through her in rhythm with the strokes of his tongue moving in and out of her sex. He stroked his fingers up and down her hip, pulled her in closer to his mouth, away from the door so that she was all but riding him. Then…he spanked her, his hand coming down with jarring force on the curve of her rump. She arched up and screamed his name.
He growled against her and shifted to take her clit between his teeth, biting down with soft, gentle force. Jaynie came, rocking against him and crying as the climax tore through her. Before she had a chance to even breathe, he had her on the floor under him, her legs shoved wide and her skirt pushed to her waist. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a rubber.
Brian never looked away from her face as he tore the packet open and rolled the thin latex barrier down over his rigid cock. He covered her, pushed inside her and 81
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Jaynie reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her. He crushed her into the carpet and muttered in her ear, “You’re going to go out there looking like you’ve been fucked, smelling like me. He’s going to look at you and know he can’t ever touch you again. You are mine, Jaynie. Even if you haven’t figured it out yet.”
His control was gone and Brian didn’t seem in any hurry to get it back as he shafted her,
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