Page 132 of Lock Up the Darkness

He grasped my hand on him. “That’s what I’m trying to do, right here and now with you.”

Oh. “You’re sure your teammates aren’t going to come down this way?”

“They have no reason to. Not for a couple of hours. And I know you don’t have another class until at least an hour from now either.”

“You’ve been checking my schedule?”

“Damn straight. I figured it might come in handy.”

I fisted my hands in his white tee that clung to his hard abs in the sexiest way.

And then I was jerking him against me again.

Our mouths clashed hot and heavy.

I could feel all the frustration and pain from him bleeding into the kiss, as he basically ravaged my mouth, thrusting his tongue inside, and laying claim determinedly, unapologetically.

I rose to it, tugging at his hair as our tongues tangled ferociously.

I felt his hands sliding up my bare thighs, underneath my skirt.

My core clenched with anticipation, the heat he was leaving in his wake.

He jerked my panties down.

Then he was ripping his mouth from mine. He grasped my jaw, making me open my mouth in surprise, and he used the opportunity to stuff my panties into my mouth. “Can’t be too loud,” he said, smirking devilishly. “Just in case, right?”

He pulled a condom from his back pocket, and then he was pulling his raging cock from his jeans and sliding it on lightning fast.

I undulated against the wall as he dragged his fingers through my folds. “Fuck, darlin’, your cunt’s aching for my cock.”

He slapped my thighs apart and I spread more for him.

“Too many times I’ve fantasized about taking you here. One day, it’s gonna be on all fours right out there in the middle of the field, you wearing my jersey, as I fuck you from behind like a goddamn beast while you strangle my cock and beg me to fill you up with my cum.”

“Oh God,” I breathed, my words muffled by the gag.

He smirked, then grasped my thighs and hauled me up, a second before he thrust inside me.

We both groaned as he stretched me open, making me take him balls deep.

He rolled his hips and I hooked my arms around his neck, holding him to me.

I screamed through the gag as he reared back, then slammed deep again.

And then it became utter madness, his thrusts violent and basically irate, slamming me into the wall with the sheer force of them, making me feel every inch of him and those delicious piercings as he assaulted my walls, the friction out of this world, and putting me on the edge all too quickly.

Thrust. Grind. Thrust.

Pleasure sparked everywhere, building and building as he alternated between teasing me and fucking me like a madman.

“Fuck, yeah,” he gritted out as I dug my nails into his neck and fucked back on him, getting lost in him and the intensity and pleasure spinning out of control.

I was jolting in the next second when he slapped my pussy.

Our gazes clashed and his eyes were on fire.

He did it again, leaving burning pain in his wake.

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