and tight and so ready for my cock. I didn’t know what the hell was happening here, but I didn’t care.
“Hang on,” I muttered, digging into my pocket for my wallet. “Condom.”
“Hurry,” she whispered, her eyes filled with more passion than I’d seen in a woman in a long time.
Once I’d sheathed myself, I kissed her again, pillaging her mouth with mine, until there was nothing between us, probably not even air. Her hands were in my hair, her skirt bunched up around her hips, and I adjusted my position so I was poised for action. I caressed her warm, wet folds, getting even more turned on by her arousal.
I slid two fingers into her this time, curving them up and in until she moaned, long and deep. I moved them in and out, watching her face as she rode my hand.
“Fuck, Tyler…” She was making the sweetest, sexiest little sounds.
“More?” I asked, taking a split second to be a thousand percent sure she wanted this.
“Fuck me, Tyler.”
I pulled out my fingers and thrust up into her so hard we both grunted.
“God damn, that’s good.” She fastened her lips to mine again, and I grabbed her by the ass. Her cheeks were round and firm, and I squeezed harder and harder as I pumped in and out of her.
“More, Tyler…” She squirmed against me, completely impaled on my cock, and it was so fucking hot I had to slow down for a minute or I was going to embarrass myself.
“Harder?” I growled.
“Wreck me,” she whispered, looking me square in the eye.
Well, fuck. That was the best offer I’d had in a long time. I picked up speed, jackhammering into her until I was slamming her into the wall, but I couldn’t stop, and by the way she was meeting me thrust for thrust, she didn’t want me to.
“You ready, baby?” I grunted, sweat breaking out on my forehead.
“Yes! Please, god, yes!”
“Hold on tight.” I squeezed her thighs around me to let her know she had to hold herself up. Then I slid a couple of fingers between us and pinched her clit.
I crashed my lips to hers to muffle her scream as she jerked against me. Watching her come was fucking beautiful, and I let go a few seconds later. Each aftershock made my back arch and her breath catch, until we were spectacularly spent. Neither of us moved, our bodies still attached, my forehead pressed to hers.
“That was…” I began.
“Glorious?” Her eyes fluttered closed, and she slid her arms up to close around my neck.
“That’s one word for it.” I couldn’t help but lightly kiss her. Her lips puckered softly beneath mine, and we stayed that way longer than I expected we would, but I didn’t want this orgasmic insanity to end. From a couple of electrifying looks to mind-blowing sex up against the wall of a public bathroom. What had just happened?
“Delicious?” she asked after a moment. “Decadent? Magnificent?”
I rumbled out a laugh. “Do we need the perfect adjective to describe really hot sex?”
“No. But it’s fun to find the right one.”
“It is.” I paused. “Exhilarating? Indescribable?”
She chuckled. “Indescribable might be my favorite.”
Someone knocked on the door, and we both sighed.
“I’m gonna put you down, okay?” I whispered.
She nodded, and I gently set her on her feet after reluctantly pulling out. I was still hard as stone and would have done almost anything to go another round, right here in the bathroom.
We both cleaned up, and she straightened out her clothes. I’d hooked up in clubs before and after shows hundreds of times, but it had never been quite like this. There was something about Ariel that was…indescribable. That was exactly the right word for this. And her.
I watched her touch up her lipstick as someone banged on the door again, but I didn’t intend to rush her. It was somehow satisfying to know I’d put that look on her face, the one that would tell the world how well-fucked she’d just been.
“So, uh, this is between us, right?” She turned, suddenly extremely serious.
“Well, I mean, I wasn’t planning to announce it or anything.”
“I mean, my, um, well, it’s complicated. My dad can’t know. Or anyone else.”
“I know you’re not underage,” I said slowly, trying to figure out where she was going with this. “Please tell me you’re not married.”
“Of course not.” She shook her head. “I’m just… Don’t you know about my life? About…me?”
I frowned. “I think I probably know more about you than some considering the