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“I bet you’re drenched baby.” My voice is husky and laden with desire. “Open your legs and touch yourself.” She doesn’t need to be told twice. The sounds coming from her mouth are driving me crazy. I grab her nape and feed my leaking cock back into her mouth, and she takes it eagerly.

She’s no longer watching me but lost in her own pleasure. Her moans ripple down my cock and into my spine until I lose my inhibitions, pushing deeper into her mouth. My orgasm is seconds away, and from the way her body is tensing up and how she doesn’t seem to care how deep I’m going down her throat, I know she’s about to come, too. I could wait a few seconds for her to catch up, but I don’t.

Holding her still, I command, “Open your eyes and watch me come for you baby.”

She obeys. Her beautiful, watery eyes meeting mine is the final trigger that sets me off. With a shout, I start to come in her mouth. My orgasm goes on for the longest time, and she swallows repeatedly, trying to avoid my cum from spilling over. She’s still sucking on the sensitive head of my cock after the spurts subside. I withdraw from her mouth and take a step back from a trembling Bonnie, her thighs clenching together, her eyes unfocused with lust.

And my cock starts to harden again.

I zip up my fly and grab my shirt from the floor. It occurs to me belatedly that I threw my clothes on a public bathroom floor, and now, I’m putting on the rumpled clothes without my skin crawling in disgust.

Must be the orgasm, I marvel.

Bonnie gets up unsteadily. I know she’s horny as hell. Her nipples are like diamonds behind the silk material of her dress.

“Ethan—“ she moans my name.

“You’re welcome love. I trust you can finish on your own.” I drop a quick kiss on her temple and turn back, leaving her in the bathroom shaking with desire.

Chapter 29

Bonnie

I don’t remember everbeing this angry. Or turned on. My head is all scrambled, and I sag against the sink.

I didn’t realize that my brain was located in my vagina.

I thought I had things figured out, only for Ethan to turn me upside down again, and now I can’t remember a single one of my carefully laid-out reasons for not being with him.

I’m completely overwhelmed by my need for him, and not just for sex. The moment I saw him walking toward me, I craved to be near him, next to him. Which was why I followed him like a little lamb. His nearness was like a magnet, and I felt helpless against his pull.

How does he read me so clearly? He was spot on about my sex life. I’ve never told any of my friends. Not even Twiggy. So, the only way he figured it out was by observing me.

It’s unnerving that he’s the one person I’ve spent the least amount of time with, but he seems to know my innermost thoughts and motives the best.

I lean further back onto the sink, my body still vibrating with need. Finish on my own? What a jackass. I haven’t touched myself since I was seventeen. That’s the last time I felt something down there when I used my own hands. Except for tonight. I almost died of pleasure watching him come apart on my tongue. I just needed a bit more…

My hand starts to stroke upward on my thigh when I hear footsteps approaching the bathroom. I spin around to the mirror and laugh out loud at my appearance. My mascara is running, and my red lipstick is messily smeared. My face is flushed, and my lids are heavy. I look like a floozy. And someone’s at the door.

Oh, shit. Grabbing a handful of nearby paper towels, I wet it under warm water and start dabbing at my eyes.

Brooke comes in, holding my purse and cell phone.

“Hey, girl,” I greet her as I dab faster at my face. I look down and see a glob of cum on my dress. I swipe at it with the speed of light.

“Bonnie, Bonnie, eating sugar…?” Brooke sing-songs, shaking her head in amusement. I’m already blushing, even before she starts sniggering.

Busted.

“Really, with Ethan! Sabrina will kill you. That’s her golden boy you’ve debauched.” She leaves my things on the counter and takes the tissue from me. “Here, let me.”

Golden boy? I can’t help but laugh. More like the dark knight who’s ruined me for other men.

“How did you know I was in here and to bring my things?”

“I had a sneaky feeling when Kevin came asking for you, looking like the kid who had his favorite lollipop taken off him. Said your boss came to talk to you about work, and you went toward the bathrooms.”

She swipes more mascara off my face before continuing, “Shortly after, Ethan came straight to Xavier, looking like he’djust snorted a line of fire and brimstone. I’d say you finally found that elixir, too babe.”