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Her lips crush against his, and he slides his hands up her small waist to her large chest. She frees him from his jeans with an agility that tells him this isn't the first sexual encounter she's had in this bathroom with a customer, but even more impressively, she's also managed to shed the rest of her clothes to stand butt naked in front of him.

Knowing he won't be leaving without some type of release, Venom decides to take charge. "Take the condom from my wallet."

Smirking, Cinder slides his jeans down. He kicks off his boots and steps out of the denim as she bends down to do as he says. She shifts her body to aim her bare ass at him, and he reaches out to caress it. Before he can touch her, he changes tactics and smacks it instead. And again. Hard.

"Oh, yes," she purrs and hands him the condom. "Spank me."

He can't seem to open the foil packet fast enough and slip the latex on, but when he finally gets situated, he guides her to the wall and slams into her from behind. There is little to no doubt she was ready, and his hand slaps hard onto her ass in front of him as he arches back to thrust deep inside. She bends in front of him, pushing them backwards a couple of steps so she can brace herself against the wall at a ninety-degree angle.

"Fuck yes," she moans, one hand sliding off the wall to tug at a pierced nipple. "Harder. Everything... Harder."

Smacking her ass as hard as he can without inflicting actual harm, he smirks as it echos in the small room and leaves an immediate red mark on her pale skin. He does it three more times while he holds her hip, slamming into her as hard and fast as he can. The force behind his movements causes her arm to bend, and she barely braces herself with the second hand before being driven headfirst into the wall. He can't help but wonder how far she'll let him take this and whether or not he should slow down.

"Oh God," she moans.

He slips a hand in front to rub along her clit, realizing for the first time that is also pierced. This woman clearly has a blurred line between pain and pleasure, and he's more than happy to oblige as he moves his hand as furiously as he thrusts his hips.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screams as her pussy clenches him in a death grip.

Not stopping, he continues until her orgasm subsides, and he pulls out of her. He turns her around and nearly throws her onto the counter. She knows exactly what they're doing and spreads her legs wide to allow him to enter her again with ease. This time, it's for his pleasure more than hers. Hard and fast, he builds himself up.

She reaches between them to rub her pierced nub while the other hand tugs at a nipple. Her eyes stare steadily into his, and her words nearly make him stop. "Choke me."

Cinder doesn't have to ask him twice, and he grabs her throat with his large hand, using it to help steady himself and thrust until he's spent, her orgasm hitting simultaneously with his. He drops his hand to the counter and braces himself as he caches his breath, his cock still buried deep inside her, and her arms wrap around his neck, her lips kissing his face.

The entire time they fucked, never once did they kiss. For some reason, it bothers him. It was purely sex, which never really bothered him before. Until Marnie.

For the first time since he met Marnie, he fucked someone without picturing her. What he did with Cinder is something he'd never be able to do with a woman who holds his heart, and maybe he finally found someone he has no desire to make love to. With Cinder, she's more than happy to be fucked. Rough and wild, and he can escape the chokehold the other woman has on him. At least for a few moments.

"That was a good time," Cinder says, and he slides out of her to move towards his jeans. "A real good time."

"I had fun," he admits and throws the condom away before grabbing his jeans.

"Call me?"

She hops off the counter like being completely naked and thoroughly fucked is just part of her everyday life, and he can't help but wonder if he's just one of many customers she does this with.

"I don't have your number."

Her hand reaches around him, her chest pressing against his abdomen, and she takes his phone from his back pocket. Smirking, she taps on the screen then slips it back. "I put it under Fucking Good Time. FGT for short."

Venom can't help but smile. "Yeah, you really are."

Chapter Fifteen

Griffin's Beach

Gavin

Pullingupoutsideofthe drug store, Gavin groans. "What the fuck do I even buy?"

The men of the clubhouse really want to haze him, and there's nothing like making him buy feminine hygiene products to remind him just where he stands with the club. Especially without knowing what the hell to even get.

"Gavin?" Hailey asks as she comes into his view on the sidewalk. "Why do you look like you're about to walk through the gates of Hell or something?"

Her beauty as she stands so casually distracts him from his distress momentarily. "Because I feel like I am. I've been assigned to pick up lady products to restock the clubhouse bathroom with. But I have no idea what to fucking buy."

Laughing, she shakes her head. "Don't you have a sister? And a mom?"

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