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She grins. “Thanks! I’m crazy excited. But I’m really going to miss you all.” Her eyes turn sad for a moment before she shakes it off. “We’ll just have to meet up for reunions all the time!”

“Absolutely,” I say firmly. As hard as the goodbye will be, I know our bond is unbreakable. We’ve been to hell and back together, and nothing can truly separate us now.

After a great meal, everyone says their goodbyes and Gaston and I take a stroll through the streets of Providence.

Gaston’s fingers squeeze mine. “What now, baby girl?” he asks, his voice husky.

Instantly, my mind goes to the gutter when I look at him, biting my bottom lip.

He chuckles. “So dirty, aren’t you?” He pushes me against the wall of the restaurant, a hand circling my throat. “Where do you want me to fuck you?”

My thighs dampen and the idea of being fucked somewhere public makes my stomach tighten. “Somewhere we might get caught.”

He smirks. “I know the perfect place.”

My breath catches while Gaston’s fingers tighten around my throat.

“Come,” he growls, grabbing my hand and leading me down the dark street. I hurry to match his urgent pace, my heart racing.

We round a corner into an alleyway, the distant sounds of the city fading away. Gaston presses me against the cold brick wall, his body firm against mine. His hand trails up my thigh while his pepper my neck with kisses. “I’m going to fuck you right here,” he rasps into my ear. “Right out in the open where anyone could see.”

My pussy throbs at the thought. “Gaston,” I gasp, arching against him.

Gaston’s fingers slide under my dress, stroking me through my soaked panties. I whimper, grinding shamelessly against his hand. With a sharp rip, the lace tears away.

“So ready for me,” he growls. His belt buckle clinks as he frees himself. Gripping my hips, he lifts me effortlessly, poised at my entrance.

Gaston’s passionate kiss leaves me breathless while he presses me against the brick wall. Despite our public location, I find myself melting into his touch, my body craving more. His hands trail fire across my skin and I gasp against his mouth.

“Tell me what you want,” he commands.

We shouldn’t be doing this out here, where anyone could happen upon us, but the illicit thrill sets my pulse racing.

“I want your thick cock stretching me,” I confess in a whisper. “Every inch deep inside me where anyone could see.”

A smile flickers across his face before his expression grows serious. Still pinned against the wall, I watch him reach between us and rub the head of his cock through my soaking pussy. It bumps my clit, making me cry out.

“Please, Gaston. I need you to fuck me.”

He chuckles. “So ready for me, aren’t you?” The grin he gives me is utterly devilish. “I love how your body responds to me, how your pussy weeps for my cock.” He pushes the head in only an inch, making me whimper. “So fucking needy. Beg me for it. Make me believe you want it.”

I look up at Gaston, my eyes pleading. “Please, I need you so badly. I’m aching for you.”

He smirks, clearly enjoying having me beg for him. “Tell me how much you want it, Blake.”

“More than anything,” I whimper. “I need that big cock of yours stretching me out. I want you to fuck me so deep and hard against this wall that I can’t help but scream your name for the whole of Providence to hear.”

Gaston chuckles darkly. “Mmm I do love hearing you scream for me.”

I gasp, trying to push my hips closer but he holds me firmly in place. “Please Gaston, give it to me. I’m begging you, fuck me right here and now.”

“Keep begging,” he growls. “Maybe if you’re convincing enough I’ll give you what you want.”

“Please, please, I’m desperate for your cock,” I beg. “I want you to pound my tight little pussy until I can’t walk straight. Until I’m a whimpering mess. Please Gaston, I need you so fucking bad.”

He seems satisfied with my begging, gripping my hips tightly. I brace myself against the brick wall behind me, ready for him to finally claim me. “Such a good girl. My good girl.” And then he slams every inch deep, making me scream.

His hand clamps around my mouth, stifling the noise since we’re out in public. Gaston’s hand muffles my cries as he pounds into me relentlessly. The faint chance we could be discovered only heightens my arousal. I wrap my legs around his waist, taking every deep thrust.

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