And then I can’t think at all, only feel, as his lips crash into mine.
He crowds me up against the door, grabbing my wrists and pinning them with one hand above my head as his other hand grips my hip and holds me in place as he grinds his cock against me.
I moan against the assault of his lips, responding to him instantly. I feel my pussy clench with need as Reese nips at my lips, then parts them with his tongue, thrusting it into my mouth in an urgent rhythm that mimics what I want him to do with his cock. His crazy big cock that I felt in all its hard thickness beneath the thin fabric of our clothes on the train.
Reese keeps my arms pinned against the door as he drags his teeth down my neck. I arch against him as he sucks the sensitive flesh at the base of my neck.
“Oh god,” I moan, losing myself completely. “Please.”
He pulls his head back, a dark glint in his even darker eyes. “You want it, don’t you?” He grinds his hips against me. As if I could mistake what he means. “Are you a bad girl, Adrienne?”
I feel a rush race through me at the sound of my name on his lips, as well as his insinuation. The excitement in the way he says it. Like he wants me to be a bad girl. And right now? I really, really want to be.
Reese moves the hand from my hip around to my ass and squeezes, then reaches lower, bunching my skirt up in his hand yanking it up around my waist. He pulls back slightly, taking me in, then runs his hand back behind me, his hand meeting bare flesh and sending liquid desire straight to my core.
My breath is ragged with anticipation as he traces the lacy waistband of my black thong over my hip and around, his finger running along the crease of my inner thigh. My hips buck involuntarily, searching for the touch I’m craving.
“You are a bad girl. You want me to take you right up against this wall. Fuck you hard until you scream my name.”
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“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“Fuck me, Reese.” I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. But when he hooks a finger in my panties and yanks them down, I no longer care.
“So hot,” he murmurs, watching as he slides a finger inside me. Finishing what he started, what I wanted him to do on the train.
I cry out as he adds a finger, thrusting deep into my pussy, and rolls his thumb over my clit. Shivers race up and down my spine, through my arms and legs, then shoot back to my core, igniting my body until I feel that I might burst into flames.
Then his mouth is back on mine, teeth and tongue and lips urgent and demanding. I kiss him back, grinding against his hand, searching for release. I want to wrap my arms around him, wrap my entire body around him, but he still has me pinned to the door.
“I want you so bad,” he grits out as he pumps his fingers into me faster and faster, sending me right up to the edge of ecstasy. “Do you have any idea what you did to me today when I saw that underneath all this you have a dirty side?” He flicks the strap of the garter belt with his thumb before going right back to my clit. “Because there’s no way someone wears something like this and doesn’t want to be fucked hard and dirty.”
A whimper makes it way out of my chest. “Yes. Please.”
He lowers his head to my chest, teasing me through my shirt with his lips, brushing them back and forth until my nipples become hard peaks straining against the lace of my bra.
“You look so perfect in your fancy clothes. I just want to mess them up. Mess you up.”
I never would have thought I’d be okay with someone wrinkling up my overpriced silk blouse, but as he clamps his mouth over my breast, sucking hard until I can feel the wetness of his mouth through the thin fabric separating us, it does nothing but make me wetter.
Reese chuckles as if he knows what he’s doing to me. I can hear the sound of my juices on his hand as he continues to drive into me. And when he bites down on my nipple, I come apart.
A million pinpricks of light fill my vision. I convulse, my body pushed to its limits by the intensity of the orgasm as it crashes over me. My pussy clenches around Reese’s fingers, as I ride wave after wave of pure pleasure.
When I come down, aftershocks wracking my body, I open my eyes and stare at him. His cocky expression tells me he knows just how amazing he made me feel.
“So, Adrienne,” he murmurs, finally releasing my wrists from above my head, “I was looking for a male roommate, but I think I might make an exception in your case.”
His words bring me sharply back to reality. Oh my god. I just let a complete stranger rip my panties off and make me come against his door. The door of the apartment I thought would be mine up until fifteen minutes ago.