“Oh yeah, baby. Fuck yeah, that’s fucking it.” He grunted and thrust faster, if that were even possible. “Tighten that pussy around me, make me come right along with you.”
He was so strong, now fully holding her up with just one arm because her limbs were loose like pudding and wouldn’t follow her commands to hold on tight.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight, and you feel so damn good.” He was breathing so hard, his lips by her ear, the warm, humid feeling turning her on even more. “God, I couldn’t even dream of it being this good.” He slammed into her, pressing his body fully against hers as he continued to pump his hips, slamming his thick and huge cock in and out of her, bringing her closer to coming.
Her back was chafed from the wall and being moved up and down on it, but that pain led way to her pleasure and made it soar higher. And her thighs ached from how wide they were spread in order for him to fuck her.
Alex bottomed out in her, then pulled almost all the way out, his cockhead poised at the entrance for only a millisecond before he pushed back into her body. Her pussy was so wet and his fucking so hard that the sound of sloppy skin sucking at each other filled her head.
He was an animal, growling and nipping at her neck, rubbing his scruff against her already sensitive skin until she knew that come tomorrow she’d have a rash form the friction. He moved his hand between their bodies, found her clit, and rubbed the little nub back and forth, never stopping his thrusting until her orgasm rushed to the surface so fast stars danced in front of her vision.
She opened her mouth and a cry of pure ecstasy rose up in her throat. But as if Alex anticipated it, he slammed his mouth on hers so hard their teeth clashed together and he swallowed the moan that finally spilled out as she came around his thrusting cock.
Mary found herself spearing her hands in his hair and tugging on the strands, keeping his mouth pressed right on hers.
“Oh, Mary.” His words were garbled against her lips and his thrusting became even more frantic, more erratic as he sought his own release.
With one final, brutal push into her, Alex buried his entire length in her pussy and groaned out his orgasm against her mouth. She swore she felt his cock grow even thicker, felt the heavy pulse of him emptying himself in her body. And she gladly accepted all of it, all of him.
After a long second as he rode out his climax, Alex sagged against her, his chest rising and falling, their skin sweaty and hot. And God it felt so perfect.
His hands clenched around her and he breathed roughly. “Mary,” he groaned. “That was… I could have never imagined it would be like that—”
The sound of someone pounding on the locked locker room door had both of them freezing.
Well shit.
“Mary, you in here?” The sound of Darcy calling out had both Mary and Alex tensing. “Why is the door locked? Are you okay?” Darcy started to take on a panicked tone.
“I’m good. Hold on,” Mary said with a voice that was a little too high and sounded really guilty. She stared at Alex with what she knew was a horrified expression.
Alex leaned back and smirked at her, and she smacked his chest annoyingly.
“Ashamed of this, baby?” He said it teasingly, and she glowered at him.
“Shhh.” She pushed him away and gasped when he slid out of her body and set her gently on the ground, a soft groan leaving him, and his jaw clenching.
“Mary? Come on. Open the door.”
Mary hurriedly got dressed, her hands shaking. Her body sweating for a totally different reason now. She wasn’t ashamed of what they’d just done, was actually still riding the post-orgasmic high. But she didn’t want anyone thinking badly of her or Alex, and she could only imagine how “bad” this would look from an outsider.
When she was dressed and had redone her ponytail so she wasn’t sporting the “I just got good and thoroughly fucked” look, she glanced at Alex. He was still naked, a satisfied grin on his face. He leaned against the wall, his cock semi-hard and wet from her arousal and his cum. Heat moved through her at the sight.
She mouthed to Alex, “What are you doing?”
His smile widened and he brought his finger to his mouth to gesture for her to be quiet.
“Mary?” Darcy called out louder.
“I’m almost done.” Oh God this was bad.
“What are you doing?” The door rattled as Darcy tried opening it again.
Shit. She looked back at Alex, blew out a breath when he was still leaning against the locker, and felt a smile lift the corner of her mouth. Oh he was bad news, and she felt alive because of it.