Page 35 of After Effect

Chapter 9

Finch Corbin

Two Years Later

“Quiet.” Lilly hissed through her teeth, while one hand covered my mouth. Her other hand slid beneath my waistband until she was working me to attention with nimble fingers. She pressed her exposed chest against me, while the cold texture of the ALIVE bathroom wall covered my back. I tightened my grip around her shoulders while she freed my now completely erect cock. “These partitions might hide that expression on your face, but they’re not going to hide your moans.”

What was said as a warning sounded more like a kink as Lilly dropped to her knees, cupped her tongue around the underside of my shaft, then took me into the back of her throat. I covered my mouth with my own hand, as she forced my moans into my palm.

After Lilly’s first album came out, she was thrown into a total media frenzy. ‘Watching Broken Clocks’ was topping every best seller list, and her ‘unplanned’ single was topping every chart. Her stage fright was waning more and more, so long as I was there to help with her frustrations afterwards. The bigger the audience, the more intense it got in the dressing room, the closet, the tour van…

Her sudden success had me climbing the ALIVE corporate ladder like it was an escalator. Intern, to full time assistant, to official writer and manager. No one questioned my worth or ability. They couldn’t. Today, we were just supposed to finish up her second album, but ten minutes into ironing out New Moon (Give Me A Chance) we ended up in the bathroom. It was the only area of the building that didn’t have security cameras, but that didn’t exactly mean it was private. I wish I could say that was the turn off I needed, but...

Her moistened lips slid over the head of my cock, and she licked away the pre-cum. Her eyes reconnected with mine. “If it’s easier for you to keep quiet if you go down on me instead, just let me know.” Lilly smirked. She gave my head another lick, then stood up. “How about you use that hard cock to fuck me.”

No longer her obedient puppet, I switched our positions and pushed her into the cold tiled wall.

“Turn around.” I growled into her ear. The look of surprise on her face was my favorite expression. Her compliance was even more arousing. I yanked her shirt over her shoulders, and undid her bra, before forcing her bare breasts against the icy marble. She practically purred against me as she pulled up her skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties. She rarely did at work. I pressed her harder into the wall, to make sure her clit could feel the cold tile, too.

Letting her ride me had felt incredible, but taking her myself was something I couldn’t get enough of. I reached behind herself to line up my cock, and I slid into her so smoothly, her body seemed to be welcoming me with open pleasure.

“You’re not exactly making it easy.” I barely managed to get the words out of my throat between thrusts. “It’s hard enough keeping quiet in your dressing room. What did you expeeee-“

Lilly reached between her legs and massaged my balls, while simultaneously pushing against me until I couldn’t keep enough composure to chastise her anymore. Every movement inched me closer to ecstasy. My fingers clawed at the tile, looking for something- anything to distract myself from her perfect fucking pussy. Don’t you dare fucking stop.

The door creaked as I was on the verge of orgasm. Lilly’s movements suddenly stilled, coming to a rest with me inside her while her body was quivering against the wall.

Footsteps. The high pitched squeal of the hinges of the stall beside us.

Lilly’s pitch black eyes devoured my panic, with that usual deviousness that aroused me as much as it terrified me. The sound of the latch in the next stall clicked in my ear. Then the sound of her wetness sliding over my cock, then the image as she slipped out of my grasp and coaxed me to face her. She dropped to her knees and pressed me into the tile again, so she could lick her own fluids from my shaft with slow, overstated pleasure. Once she had cleaned me completely, she devoured me whole again.

I covered my own mouth, and I clenched my teeth in an effort to remain quiet as she continued.

She increased her pressure against my throbbing veins, while she took to working herself to climax at the same time. Incredible multitasking that only a woman could manage.

The ridges of her throat paired with her movements was creating an unbearable sensation. It would take an otherworldly strength to swallow back my voice at this rate. I pushed against the wall to try to create space, but Lilly wouldn’t relent a single centimeter. She pushed back harder, and increased her pace, letting the light vibration of her own stifled moans play me even deeper.

I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed hard. My eyes were watering so much, I was nearly crying. Fuck, Lilly. Whoever was in the other stall still hadn’t left. God, please fucking leave. I can’t-

Lilly took me in hard and fast, then just as she must have felt my cock ready to give, she banged on the flusher as I filled her mouth with a stifled grunt. My teeth had dug into my lip so hard, I could taste the blood as I swallowed down my own need to scream. A sticky mess of her own release tantalizingly glistened between her thighs.

I took hold of her hair, not letting her leave that position until the stall beside us cleared. She took that as an invitation to tap her lips to the head of my cock, threatening to get me hard again. A tempting proposition I’d have to fight.

Finally a flush. The sound of the running sink. The air dryer. A closing door.

Silence.

“Goddammit, Lilly.” I slackened my grip and found my footing as she, at long last, pulled away. My heart was pounding against my rib cage, and all I wanted to do was push her to the floor and lick her cum off of her.

But this situation was already volatile enough. I got myself cleaned up and in order and out of the stall before anyone else could walk in. “Do you know how dangerous that was? This only works so long as it isn’t risking destroying your whole career.” I refused to look at her as I washed my hands in the sink beside hers.

“Oh, please. I saw the look on your face. You liked it.” Lilly was as dismissive as always. The only thing she seemed to take seriously was getting me off. Not that I was terribly bothered by that, but there’s a time and a place…

“That’s not the point.”

“If you had used your mouth for other things, there wouldn’t have been any risk at all.”

“That’s not the point either.”

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