Page 100 of Fear of Intimacy

“Couldn’t have waited until we got home. Just an impatient little thing, you are.” His thumb brushed the underside of my jaw.

I was not a fan of a man talking down to me, but when Trevor did it, I became putty in his hands.

“Hope you know your actions are what led to this. We could be out there dancing with our friends, but instead you’re a greedy little thing who just can’t handle not having my cock.”

I pressed my thighs together, attempting to relieve the pressure between them.

“Maybe I’ll just tease you and make you go back out there all wet and needy.”

I shook my head as much as I could with his hand around my neck.

“No,” I whimpered. I didn’t want that. I wanted him. Right then and there.

Trevor brought his face close to mine. His lips barely grazed mine as he spoke. “Since you’re so needy, tell me what you want.”

“You,” I breathed. I reached out to touch him, but in one swift move, he had both my wrists in his other hand, pinned above my head.

“Not good enough.” His lips once again found my shoulder. “If you don’t want to leave this room unsatisfied then you better tell me exactly what you want.”

Not a single part of me cared that we were currently in the bathroom of a club with a line of people waiting outside.

“I want you to fuck me so hard I can barely walk out of here.” The words left my lips without hesitation. I was too far gone to be embarrassed at how needy I sounded.

“See, it wasn't that hard, was it, baby?” Trevor’s teeth nipped my ear, making my back arch as I groaned. “Don’t you dare move these. Understand?” He squeezed my wrists. Once I nodded, he let them go, but I kept them held above my head like he asked.

I kept still as his hand left my throat and trailed across my collarbone, between my breasts, and down my stomach until he reached the hem of my dress.

“I bet you’re soaking wet for me, baby.” Before I could even mutter a sound, his hand slipped under my dress, fingertips finding my soaked thong. He groaned low in his throat. “I haven’t even touched you yet.”

I loved how vocal Trevor was. I'd never had a guy who turned me on just by words alone. At first, I was a bit embarrassed talking dirty with Trevor, but I came to enjoy it. Plus, who didn’t love a man telling them what he was going to do with you naked beneath him.

“Spread those legs for me, Sunshine.” I didn’t need to be told twice.

I slid my feet apart, only for Trevor to nudge them even farther. The fabric of my dress hitched up around my hips.

“I’d love to take my time ravishing you but someone is bound to come kick us out of here, so this is gonna have to be quick.”

“Yes, please.” The urge to have him inside of me grew by the second. If I didn’t have him filling me pronto I was going to lose it.

I was panting as Trevor unbuckled his pants. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I kept my hands in place, knowing better than to move. did that before and it resulted in him edging me for half an hour.

Clasping one leg, he lifted it up around his hip to gain better access. His other hand gripped my ass, tugging me even closer to him as he moved my thong to the side. The moment I felt the tip of him touch me I let out a moan, eyes falling shut.

“Look at me,” Trevor demanded, his grip on my ass tightening enough to make me snap my eyes open. “Good girl.”

He teased my entrance with his tip, his eyes glued to mine as if daring me to look away from him. Right as I was going to snap at him to stop teasing me, he thrusted, slamming all the way to the hilt. My mouth fell open in a silent plea as I stretched around him almost painfully.

Trevor held still for just a moment as I adjusted before he started moving in and out slowly. I tried to contain the noises that wanted to break free from my mouth. The club may have been loud but the people right outside could probably hear us. Surprisingly, the thought didn’t disgust me as much as it probably should have.

Trevor’s slow pace only lasted a moment before he clenched his jaw and slammed into me harder. He fucked meagainst the bathroom door, each thrust punishing as he gripped me tightly.

I pressed my lips together to hold back my moans but with each stroke it got harder and harder. My back rocked against the door before Trevor yanked me forward to meet him, thrust for thrust.

I lost the battle of keeping my hands above my head and dropped them onto his shoulders, trying to steady myself on my one foot.

I could feel him pulse inside of me as the two of us got closer to coming. His grunts and moans made my pussy clench around him.

Using the door as leverage, I moved my hips to meet his, trying to get him even deeper. I meant what I said earlier. I wanted to stumble out of here when we were done.

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