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The look I was expecting was comfort, but somehow I ended up with possession.

“You sure?” he questioned as his thumb traced my bottom lip. Before I could take another breath, his mouth was on mine.

This wasn’t a reassuring quick peck. It was deep and slow like he was trying to get me out of my head and back into my body. He backed me into the wall, pinning me between the heat of his body and the cold tile.

“Jax…” I warned. But my voice was soft, already betraying me.

“What, baby?” He asked between kisses.

“We’re in a?—”

“Bathroom?” He smirked as his hands already started sliding up the dress that I was wearing.

He leaned down and grabbed the back of my thigh, hooking it around his waist as he pressed his dick into my center and grinded into me.

All the noise of the restaurant was drowned out by my breathing. Then he kissed me harder, swallowing every moan I made.

Slipping his hands between us, he cupped the lace of the panties that I had worn with him in mind. He looped his finger in the crotch of them and pulled them to the side.

“You wet as fuck, KD,” He groaned against my neck. Fingers sliding along my entrance, making slow, deliberate circles on my clit that made my hips jerk.

Then he slipped two fingers inside of me. I gripped his shirt, needing something to hold on to. My head fell back against the wall, and his mouth followed, licking along my jaw, neck, and my exposed shoulder. I panted as he worked his hands in and out of me. Making my walls clench around them.

“You so fucking tight, this mine?” He asked, only pulling away long enough to undo his belt buckle.

“Yes,” I rasped, clinging to him.

“You close, Ma?” He questioned.

I shook my head no, lying as my body rocked against his hand.

He chuckled. “You not cumming anywhere but on this dick,” he said as he replaced his fingers with his dick and pushed into me.

He brought his fingers to my mouth, gliding them in and out at the same speed that his hips moved.

“Taste how ready you are for me,” he coached.

He moved deep and steady, like we had all night. But we didn’t.

Then he went harder, each snap of his hips causing me to lose my breath. My eyes rolled in the back of my head.

“Look at me when I’m fucking you, KD,” He demanded. I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze.

The pressure built fast, and he could feel it. His pace quickened again as he continued to fuck me against the wall.

“I love you so much,” I whimpered.

“I love you too,” He bit my neck.

Scratching at his back through the material of his shirt, my whole body clenched around him as I moaned his name and bit his bottom lip to avoid screaming. My release, triggering him.

His forehead was pressed against mine as we both heaved, fighting for air.

“Now you good?” He questioned as he released my leg and pulled up his pants.

He knew damn well I was. I smirked as I pulled my dress down and walked over to the stall to use the restroom and fix my hair.

We walked out of the bathroom, holding hands, and went back over to the table, taking our seats.