“If it helps,” I said, “as someone who doesn’t have the struggles you do, I still think everyone is dull in comparison to you.”
He leaned down, pressing his lips to my forehead with a groan.
“Does this mean you are considering letting me take you home right now?”
“I said it earlier and I’ll say it again. Down, boy.”
“Tell me down, boy again and I’m going to drop to my knees right in front of everyone and show you exactly what that means to me.”
My mouth dropped open as the heat moved down my spine. I liked the suggestion, and part of me wished he would follow through with it.
Instead, he pushed my hair off my shoulder, leaning down to whisper in my ear.
“This dress is making me want to fill you with cum until it’s dripping down your pretty legs all day.”
My breath hitched as I turned to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Kye, am I finally going to get dirty talk from you all the time now?”
“Since I’m being driven to the brink of insanity, yes, constantly.”
“Well, sorry about the insanity, but I like the outcome. I’m already wet.”
He groaned. “Come on, tell me down, boy. Let me clean up the mess I’ve made.”
“Or,” I said, slipping my hand in his and pulling him towards a side door. I waited until it shut behind us before continuing. “We go with the first plan and you fuck me in one of these offices.”
I could barely see straight, every part of me on fire with want. He lifted me up, starting down the hallway of offices like he already knew where we were going.
“You’re filthy,” he said, my eyes focused on him. I pouted my bottom lip and he grabbed it between his teeth. “Poor Daisy flower has been pent up, haven’t you? Not telling anyone those slutty little thoughts you have. The way you want to get on your knees and choke on my cock. The way part of you really wanted me to drop to my knees and get you off in a room full of people. The only woman I’m ever going to touch and fuck, and you love owning me.”
Heat pooled between my thighs. He only wanted me.
It’s not that I questioned it a lot, but hearing it again still gave me butterflies.
“The only woman? Are you sure about that?”
“Considering I haven’t been with anyone else since you, yes, I’m sure.”
He pulled me into one of the offices. Not that it helped—the walls to the hallway were glass, and so were the ones overlooking the track—but it was enough for me.
His arms wrapped around me as he leaned back against the desk, before kissing me hard.
My hands were already fighting with his belt and the button of his jeans. His hands moving up my sides until they were cupping my breasts.
My heart flipped, and my hands worked faster, pulling out his cock as I dropped to my knees. My tongue flicked out, running once along his length before I took the head into my mouth.
He grinned down at me. “Do you like hearing that, Daze? Do you like that your lips are the only ones that have been wrapped around my cock?” he asked, pressing deeper into my mouth. “That since the day I’ve met you, no other woman has touched my cock, let alone sucked it.”
I pulled back. “How? How have you not been with anyone else?”
His hands hooked under my arms and he dragged me up, turning me to face the windows overlooking the track as we walked to them. “Because it’s not about the sex. It never was.” He pushed me forward until my head was resting against the window as he pulled my dress up, gathering it at my hips. “It’s not the sex I need, it’s you.”
In one swift motion, he was filling me. My hands pressed flat against the window as my head dropped, pleasure rolling through me.
“Look out there,” he whispered, his pace already picking up, growing more frantic as the desperation grew. “You love being perfect for them. Let them all see how perfect you are like this, too. How you moan and scream and beg to be filled and fucked like an animal.”
My face pressed harder against the glass as he kept moving, sinking deep into me over and over again. My body tightened, every nerve in me feeling like it was exploding as white stars clouded my vision.
I glanced back as I tried to catch my breath. I was expecting to look out past Kye into an empty hall, but a figure stood there, watching us. The lights pooled at his back, leaving only a dark outline of a man. I yelled, my hands grabbing for Kye to pull him closer.
“What the hell?” Kye asked, crushing me against him.
“There’s someone in the hall,” I hissed.
He shielded me as I yanked the sides of my dress, but by the time we both looked over, the figure was gone.
Kye was silent, both of us frozen, until he started laughing. His body shook against mine, but he didn’t loosen his grip.
“Kye, this isn’t funny! Someone was literally standing there watching us have sex. We don’t even know who it was!”
“I mean, you have mentioned that you would like an audience,” he said, against my ear. “It was probably someone looking for a bathroom or a way out of here. It’s alright, they left already.”
My breathing finally slowed, and he pulled away to fix his jeans before wrapping his arms around me again.
“I’m staying with you tonight, right? That was already established?”
He ran a hand down my jaw, smiling. “Of course you are still staying with me tonight. And hopefully, all the nights after that.”
