He grabs my waist, hoisting me up and shelving me against the far wall.My legs wrap around him, caging him in. “Damn straight.”
Clutching his head, I guide his mouth toward mine and a rush of adrenaline shoots through me. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of potentially getting caught. It turns me on and has me starving for his touch.
Our tongues tangle together, mouths never parting as my legs drop to the floor. Crew takes down his pants, his belt clanking against the porcelain floor.
It’s too dark to see anything, but I don’t need to. I’ve memorized everything about Crew, and even in the dark, I know exactly where to find what I’m looking for. Moving one hand, I stretch my arm between us and get a firm hold on his erect cock. My hand glides up and down, stroking his full length.
Soft lips work their way down my collarbone, and my head falls back against the wall, eyes closed. “Take me, Crew.”
With a husky voice, he croaks, “Oh, I will. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, the students passing in the hall are gonna come.”
In one swift motion, Crew swoops me back up until I’m straddling him again, my skirt bunched at my waist and my legs locked behind him. With my panties pushed to the side, he adjusts himself until he’s lined up with my entrance. My body drops down a tad, and he slides inside me.
“God, I’ve missed this.”
It’s only been a couple days since Crew and I have had sex, but I’ve missed him, too.
Holding tightly to my back, Crew guides me up and down on his cock. It’s an awkward position, but it works and fuck if it doesn’t feel amazing.
My arousal seeps out of me, soaking my panties, and it's sure to make for an uncomfortable day, but I don’t even care. I’d trash them before I’d stop what’s happening.
Wrapped in strong arms, my back grating against the wall, Crew uses all his strength to keep me up while fucking me hard, just like he promised.
Tingles of desire shoot through my veins. My core tightens, heart pounding inside my chest.
Crew grunts, grating me harder and faster, giving me every inch of his rock-hard cock.
Moans of pleasure slip through my lips, growing louder and louder until I reach the point of combustion, and I howl into the small, square space. My sounds echo off the walls, fueling Crew to thrust deeper.
“That’s right, baby. Come on my cock.”
And I do. I lose all control and make no attempt to silence my shrills of ecstasy. My puckered nipples pebble against the fabric of my tee shirt. My thighs tremble, lip quivering. My heart beating rapidly while Crew’s does the same, pounding against my chest.
He groans with a heady breath, his head swelling as he comes inside me.
I pinch his shoulders as I come down, electricity still zapping every nerve in my body.
My head drops back, feet now on the floor. “Wow,” is all I can say.
“Quick but powerful.” Crew presses his lips to mine. His arm stretches up, and when he comes back down, he pulls a string, turning on the light. How he knew exactly where to find that is beyond me.
There’s a roll of paper towel on the shelf, so Crew grabs it, unraveling a few sheets, then he crouches down and wipes the insides of my legs, cleaning me up. I watch him as his hand slides up my inner thigh, before moving to the other. I bite my lip, grinning, while wondering how I got so lucky.
When he’s done, he balls the paper towel and tosses it to the side. Once were dressed, Crew pulls open the door and I hold my breath in anticipation of what’s waiting for us out there. I’m hopeful students aren’t gathered around, but anything is possible. All hope is lost when I see groups of girls passing by. Fortunately, they’re none the wiser, so we step out and Crew closes the door behind us.
Crew pecks my cheek, before we go our separate ways. “See you at lunch.” He winks, unleashing a swarm of butterflies in my stomach.
ChapterTwenty-Six
SCAR
I’m dryingmy hair in my bathroom when there’s a knock at my bedroom door. Towel in hand, wearing just a white plush robe, I go out and pull it open. “Hey,” I say to Jagger, stepping aside. “Come on in.” I close the door behind him and bring the towel back to my head, scrunching my soaked strands with it.
“Riley’s downstairs. Once you get dressed, come on down. She’s got news.”
My eyes pop open wide. “Good news?”
“Well, I wouldn’t ever say news from Riley is good, but it sounds like we’re one step closer to catching this guy.”