“People do it all the time,” our waiter said. “And they are all good choices.”
“Thank yew,” I said. “See?”
“Give us a few more minutes,” Dex snipped at the waiter.
Margo took over the conversation inputting her views and beliefs on how her wedding would be. Of course her groom was none other than MMA fighter guy. We all laughed as she explained how she needed to hook him first.
“But once I have him, I’ll be hearing wedding bells.” She laughed.
“I think that would be lovely, dear,” June said as our drinks arrived at the table.
“Oh, please. Is anyone else hearing the same things as me? She practically stalks the guy, and now she wants to marry him? Margo, you need your head examined,” Dex clipped out.
“At least she isn’t forcing him,” I said, rising from the table. “Please, excuse me.”
Everyone’s mouths fell open at my words. I’d had enough and needed to escape this insanity. Heading in the direction of the ladies’ restroom, I walked away as quickly as possible. I could feel the stares of everyone at the table burning a hole in my backside.
Dex would be furious, and I was sure I’d be dealing with that comment later.
I pushed the red door open and rushed inside. Inhaling as deep as I could, I leaned halfway over the sink.
The door flung open, startling me, and I turned around to see who came in.
“I fucking love you,” Theo said as he entered the restroom, locking the door behind him.
I charged at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I just can’t do this anymore.”
“I know, baby. I know.”
His lips brushed against mine, and I clung to him. Everything seemed less hopeless when he kissed me. He leaned me against the sink, trailing his fingers up my skirt.
“Theo, what if someone walks in. This all feels so cheap and dirty.” I unzipped his pants, slipping my hand inside.
“Let them walk in. I need to bury my cock so far inside you a medic needs to carry you out of here.” He bucked his hips into my hand. “Cheap and dirty? I kind of like that. Do you want me to use you?” He pushed his pants down just below his trim hips, and his long lashes brushed against my cheek as he steadied his cock at my entrance.
My smile was wide as I answered, “Yes, use me like a cheap and dirty girl.”
One long thrust and he planted himself deep inside me. “Oh fuck, I love your tight cunt.” He rocked into me like his world was ending. With his mouth near my ear, I could feel his growls of excitement on each push and pull of his dick. Every touch from him made me want more. I didn’t care that we were in a bathroom. This was all I needed to get this through the hell that awaited me back at the table.
With his hands on my ass, his lips so close to mine, my body temperature rose as he kept plunging deeper.
The way he fucked me with reckless abandon made me want to be more daring. I wanted to be filthy for him like he was for me. So I decided to experiment with a little dirty talk. “Theo, I want to be your dirty whore tonight.” Okay, that wasn’t so bad.
His head shot back, shocked eyes meeting mine.
“Fuck, that turns me on. You want to be my little slut, do you?”
Oh god, he liked it. And that turned me on more. “Yes, fuck me.”
And he did. He fucked me harder than he ever had before, and I enjoyed every second of it, not wanting it to ever end. “You like being mine? You like it when I own you?”
“Yes.”
“Oh Christ. Make me come, you little fucking slut.” His hands squeezed my ass harder as he kept slamming into me.
Who knew how much I would love this little role play thing. Having Theo use me, having him need me so bad enticed me to be more brazen. His every word turned me on so much more.
“Come inside me.” I wanted to feel him. I wanted to be his.