I glance around us, looking for a discrete place. There isn't much, except a hallway behind us. I grab her by the wrist and pull her along. “This way,” I say.
Taking the corner, I grab the handle of the first door I see and attempt to open it. It's locked. Shit. Not there. There are only two other doors in the hall, and they're for the bathrooms.
The plaques on the doors say men and women. “Any preference?” I ask.
“Women's room.”
“Women it is.” I pull her around in front of me. “See if it's clear.”
She giggles as she pushes the door open and pokes her head inside. “We're good, no one else is inside.” Ronda looks back at me over her shoulder with a wicked smile on her face. She shoves the door open, and grabs me by the shirt, dragging me inside.
Ronda spins around and wraps her arms around my neck. She's walking backwards as she kisses me with force. Her lips are hot, full of wanton need as she moans against my mouth.
She guides me into a stall, and I shut the door, locking us inside. Her breathing is already so loud it echoes through the brick walled room. I feel primal. Moving her just the way I want her. I grab her by the waist and spin her around so her back is against the stall door.
I feel intoxicated. Drunk on everything about her. Her smooth, succulent lips. Her porcelain skin. Her alluring brown eyes and thick blond hair. All of her, down to her toes that are painted pink and peeping out of the front of her heels. I just want all of her.
My cock is engorged. Painfully aware that her pussy is so close. It's like my dick can sense her arousal. My cock jerks and throbs, pushing against my zipper, eager for release. I'm not going to take her slow right now. I can't. I've lost all control. There's nothing left.
Like a worn rope that's being pulled and stretched beyond what it can handle. My thread is thin, and ready to snap at any moment.
Ronda's lips suckle mine, her tongue sweeping and swirling in long strokes in my mouth. I free my belt and unbutton my pants. My cock aches, ready to slide deep inside her wet pussy.
I pull my cock out, pushing it between her thighs. Ronda groans as my hard shaft glides against her tender skin. Her body quivers as my tip slips over her pussy lips and grazes her clit. Her knees buckle, so I slide my hands under her ass, and pick her up.
Her legs wrap around my waist and press the sharp tips of her heels into the brick wall, securing her in place. I push her back flat against the door and slam my cock inside her pussy.
“Mm,” she moans, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. Her hands lift over her head, and she grasps the top edge of the door. “You're so hard, Manu. God, you feel good.”
“Damn, that's hot,” I say, gripping her ass tighter. “That's all yours. My cock was made for your tight little pussy.”
I pump my cock up hard and fast. Her pussy clenches around my length, refusing to let me go. She arches her back off the door as her thighs tighten around my waist, and she grinds down against me.
All of sudden, the bathroom door creeks open and the sound of footsteps tap against the marble floor. Ronda starts to moan, so I cover her mouth with my hand and slow down my hips.
The feet stop short as if whoever is there has heard something and is listening. The room is silent, but I can hear Ronda's heartbeat. It's pounding hard and heavy. I'm fucking her slow, waiting for whoever came in to leave.
Get the fuck out of here! I'm so tempted to scream out loud, but I stay quiet.
The feet move to the sink and the water goes on. I'm trying. Lord help me I'm trying to not draw any attention our way. I slowly pull my cock out to the ridge, then push back inside with the same slowness.
Ronda exhales hard against my palm. The ghost feet move through the room and the door opens and closes. We're finally alone again. With brute force, I thrust my cock up as far as it can go, giving it an extra push at the very end.
The second my hand is off her mouth, Ronda moans the sexiest moan I've ever heard. Her voice comes out like a gust of wind as she digs her nails into my back and pulls herself close to my chest.
Her body is bouncing on my dick. Up and down, up and down, she fucks me back. She fucks me with the same need I have for her. We're lost in each other, unaffected by the interruption.