Page 51 of My Ex-Boyfriend's Brothers

He walked forward, forcing me to walk backwards until my back hit the wall behind me. Boxing me in with his hands on either side of my head, he leaned down until we were eye to eye. “Because you’re mine. Because you’re tired. Because I can.”

Despite the annoyance I felt, I couldn’t deny the pulsing I felt in my core. “And if I said that you can’t?”

His lips did quirk up in a smile then, only it wasn’t a sweet smile. He was up to something. “Try it and see.”

I swallowed and tried to glance around to see if there was anyone else around.

“Eyes on me, Maggie.” The sharp whip snap of his words jerked my eyes back to his. “That’s right. Keep those pretty eyes right here.”

“You can’t.” It was a dare, a challenge, ayesto whatever he was thinking.

“You have two choices here, baby. One, you can stay here, rearrange these chairs, and have Bradley find you when he comes in here looking for you in two minutes. I saw him looking for you in the dining hall, so it may not even be two minutes. Two, you can come with me to the closest room with a lock on the door.”

I gripped his shirt and pulled myself up on my toes. “Choice two.”

He stepped back and nodded towards the bathrooms. “Go.”

I gasped when he slapped my ass but he didn’t have to tell me twice. I rushed to the bathrooms with him hot on my heels. When I tried to slip through the womens’ room door, he gripped the back of my neck and stirred me towards the men’s room.

“No one will look for you in here. Now pull your panties down and bend over the sink, Maggie. Now.” I’d never heard his voice sound so strained or stern. He was struggling with his control.

I heard him lock the bathroom door as I shoved my panties down my thighs and gripped the edges of the sink. “Luke,-”

“Quiet, baby.” Pressing into my back, he met my gaze through the mirror and slowly moved his hands up my body. He squeezed my breasts and then cupped my throat. “It’s been days since I’ve felt you.”

I opened my mouth to respond but he tightened his fingers enough to get my attention. I shut up and just stared at him, watching as his eyes drank me in.

“Do you know how much it kills me to hold you with your delicious ass pressed into my dick every night without being able to sink into your pretty pussy? This wedding is wearing youdown and keeping you away from me. I don’t like it.” He ran his other hand down my stomach and cupped my core in his big hand, holding me like I was already his in every way. “I decided to stop playing fair. If you’re too tired to take me at the end of the day, I’ll find you before you hit that wall. Spread your legs, Maggie.”

Before I could move, his leg was between mine, easing mine farther apart. I gasped when he slid his fingers over my lower lips.

“You’re already so wet for me. Grip the sink and arch your back. And don’t take your eyes off me.” He let me go for a moment and the sound of his pants unzipping filled the room and made me shiver. His lips quirked up. “Ask me for what you need, baby.”

“I need you, Luke. Please.”

He ran the blunt tip of his cock through my wetness and growled. “More.”

“I need your cock inside me. I need you to fuck-” I let out a broken cry as he forced his entire length inside me with one strong stroke. My head dropped forward but he gripped my throat again and lifted my face. I panted as he stretched my sex with a combination of pleasure and pain that I was quickly becoming addicted to.

“That’s right, Maggie. Take me deep. Keep those eyes on me.” Pulling out, Luke didn’t hesitate to thrust deep again. “Jesus. Your pussy is heaven. Hold onto the sink, baby.”

I forgot that we weren’t anywhere private as I cried out for him. He set a fast and hard pace as he fucked me, driving my hips forward into the sink with each powerful stroke. His fingers tightened around my throat as he kept the top half of my body stretched tightly against his. His eyes burned into mine through the mirror.

“When this is over, you’re moving in with us. You’re taking a vacation and getting fucked as many times a day as you can take. You might as well burn your clothes because you won’t need them. I want you naked so I can bend you over and slide my cock home as often as I want to.” Pressing his mouth to my ear, Luke growled. “I want you under my desk during meetings, your mouth full of my cock. I want to wake you up by eating you out. Do you understand, Maggie? I want you so much I can’t fucking think.”

His dirty words forced my pleasure even higher. I gasped for breath that wouldn’t come and bucked my hips back at him. I felt my orgasm coming fast. “Luke!”

He forced me forward, over the sink, and rained his hand down on my ass, spanking me hard. The stinging seemed to be connected straight to my clit. I gasped and did my best to hold his gaze. He reached around and flicked my clit, shoving me over the edge of pleasure. As my orgasm started, he fucked me harder and then froze as deep inside me as he could get, cock head right up against my cervix. He came hard, filling me with his seed until it seeped out around his girth.

With my head resting against the sink faucet, I panted as my orgasm wrecked me. Pleasure coursed outward from my core, filling me and overflowing. It stretched out until I was shivering and clinging to the sink with weak knees and a peacefully blank spot in my brain where all the wedding planning had been.

Luke pressed his hand to the middle of my back, holding me over the sink as he pulled out. He pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and gently cleaned me up before pulling my panties back up my thighs and turning me around so I was sitting on the sink, facing him. He brushed his fingers over my forehead and winced. “Shit.”

I glanced over my shoulder and saw that the faucet had left a mark on my forehead. I sighed, too relaxed to care. “It’s fine.”

He cupped my face and leaned in to kiss me. “I was rough. I’m sorry. I just… I was sitting out there, trying to work, and all I could think about was how much I miss you. My brain is all twisted up over you, Maggie. I look for you nonstop. I spent so many years fighting my attraction to you that there’s just no stopping it now.”

I kissed across his bearded jaw and smiled into his neck. “You were perfect. I’ve missed you, too. We’re almost at the finish line. And then… If you guys really do want me to take some time off to be with you, I will.”

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