One Night Stand(36)

“You’re so sexy.” He kissed me as he moved in and out of me, slower now. “Look at me.” He commanded and I stared into his eyes. “So, so sexy.” He groaned as he adjusted his position and increased his pace slightly.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” I protested weakly, knowing I didn’t want him to stop.

“Why not?” He groaned as he lifted my ass up higher as I’d been slipping down.

“Because...” I started and then closed my mouth as I heard the restroom door opening.

“Liv, Liv, are you in here?” Gabby’s voice resounded through the restroom and I froze. I could see that Xander was trying not to laugh. What man thinks it’s funny to nearly being caught by his fiancé as he fucks her sister in a public restroom? He’s sick, I tell you. I know I’m preaching to the choir and I’m not making it any better by allowing him to fuck me. I mean, I should have stopped him when he started playing with me under the table, but she had just made me so mad.

“We’re going to hell.” I whispered in his ear as he continued to fuck me after Gabby left the restroom.

“Speak for yourself.” He groaned as he increased his pace and slammed in and out of me harder. I felt him explode inside of me a few seconds after I climaxed. My body shook violently against the door and his body as we came together. I was panting in ecstasy as we stood there for a few seconds just allowing ourselves to enjoy our mutual orgasms. Then I slid down his body and stood up on my own two feet, feeling guilty as hell as I stared at him. He reached up, pulled my bra up properly to cover my breasts and then pulled my top back down.

“I love breakfast.” He said with a grin as he stared at me.

“Excuse me?” I looked into his eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“I love a good fuck for breakfast.” He leaned forward and kissed me. “I’m sorry I didn’t get to do any tongue work though. Maybe later.”

“You’re such a pig.” I shook my head. “Do you have no shame?”

“Shame? Me?” He laughed and ran his hands through his hair as he adjusted his shirt and pants. “Not really.” He opened the restroom door and stepped out. I stood there and watched as we walked to exit the bathroom. He stopped at the main door and turned around to look at me. “Oh by the way, Liv. Stop flirting with Henry. That’s never going to happen.”

“Excuse me?” My jaw dropped.

“My brother doesn’t want my sloppy seconds.” His eyes narrowed. “So stop flirting with him.”

“You jerk.” My heart raced thunderously at his words. In that moment I hated both him and myself. “How dare you?”

“How dare I what?” He looked me up and down. “Leave my brother alone.”

“I’ll do what I want.”

“We’re just as bad as each other, Liv. You can’t act all high and mighty now. You just had sex with me in a bathroom stall while your sister waited outside. You know the score now and you still did it. I’m not the only pig in this bathroom.”

“How dare you?” I was close to tears. This was not how I’d expected this to go down, at all.

“I know you don’t understand my reasons for marrying Gabby, when I don’t love her.” He shrugged, his eyes burning into mine. “But that’s not for you to understand. Some of us know that love is the stupidest reason to get married.”

“What?”

“I told you that I proposed to Gabby last week because I did something I regretted last weekend. You asked me if that was having sex with you.” His eyes were dark as he gazed at me. “And the answer is yes. I regretted fucking you last weekend. It was you that made me decided to propose to Gabby. Not because you’re her sister. I didn’t know that then.”

“What did I do then?”

“It doesn’t matter.” His face softened for a moment as he gazed into my face. “All that matters now is that I am engaged to her and you’re just going to have to deal with that.”

“I hate you.” I said, with my stomach rumbling in disappointment and rejection. What I really meant was that I hated both of us. I hated that I’d been so weak that I’d slept with him again.

“No you don’t.” He laughed as he turned around. “You just hate how I make you feel. You hate that you can’t control yourself when you’re around me. You hate that the feeling of me inside of you feels like you’re finally complete. You hate that your body belongs to me.”

“What?” My voice dropped. “Why would you say that?”