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“Do your fucking job, Pepper, and I’ll do mine.”

“Yes, Sir.”

A streak of satisfaction rushed through me. Every time she submitted to me, it pleased me.

Her gaze lifted to the window, her hand trembling as she reached for one of the light switches as I unclasped my belt. The metal clinked and I unbuttoned and unzipped quickly, pulling my cock free. I ripped her pantyhose further until the head of my cock brushed against her flesh.

In one swift motion, I thrusted into her, filling her with every inch. Her scream was lost in the music, her back arching as she took me with ease, still so fucking wet from touching herself.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back as I pumped into her, my other hand slapping the top of her ass cheek. She braced herself against the console, her voice ringing as I fucked her the way I’d been needing to.

“Fuck,” I growled.

It was almost painful how hard I was for her. A euphoric rush followed as I fucked her hard and deep, gripping her hair as I took her.

The band hit the chorus and she reached up, struggling to focus on the lights. I liked watching her struggle. I liked knowing how competent she was at everything she did, but couldn’t think clearly enough to do her job while taking my cock like a good girl.

Pepper moaned as she changed the lights, her pussy clenching around me, milking me. I released her hair and gripped her hips, my fingertips digging into her soft skin as I drove in and out.

Obsession. Possession. The darkness I did my best to hide from everyone. All of it was dragged to the surface by her, salt on an open wound. I grunted, my hips jerking as she clenched around me hard, her body tensing as she suddenly came.

“Fuck,” I gasped, going still. I wasn’t ready to come yet, but feeling her orgasm on my cock made it almost impossible to withhold. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited until she finished, feeling her go limp against the console, followed by her soft moan.

And then I started to fuck her again. This time slower, every thrust deeper.

“Salt,” she panted. “You feel so good. Oh god?—”

“Tell me you want me to breed your pretty little cunt,” I growled.

“Please,” she said. “Please breed me. Please, I’m begging you. I was so bad earlier…”

My eyes widened. What was she doing to me? Turning me into a goddamn monster. “Tell me,” I choked out.

“I touched myself while listening to your voice. I couldn’t help it. But now you’re here and I’m yours.Fuck.”

My pace picked up as she spoke, her words tumbling out.

“Please, please, please.Please fuck me. Please breed me.”

“You’re going to walk out of this bar tonight in front of god and everyone with my cum inside you. Every single person kisses the ground you walk on. If only they knew what we were doing right now…”

She tensed around me. “Fuck,” she whimpered. “It’s our secret.”

“Is that all it is?”

She didn’t answer me. I growled and pulled out of her without warning. Pepper immediately protested, but I cut her off, spinning her around to face me. I lifted her, her legs wrapping around my waist as I backed her to the door, slamming into her again.

Her lips caught mine in a hungry kiss, our tongues fighting. She melted against me as my cock filled her again, her nails digging into my shoulders. The pain only made me harder, and I bit her bottom lip in response. She jerked against me, a whimper following.

I was so close. So fucking close.

“Fill me,” she rasped between kisses. “Please, Salt.”

The door shook as I thrusted into her once more, unable to control myself anymore. I buried my face against her neck as I came, pleasure bursting through me as I pumped her full of my cum. I moaned in her ear, completely wrapped up in her, everything about her.

My breaths were rapid as we melted against each other, our bodies fused together. She kissed my throat, her limbs relaxing completely.

For a moment, it was just us in the world. No bar, no band, no anything.

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