Page 100 of Fortress of the King

ANGELO

When she leavesthe fashion show, I wait a good five minutes before making my own exit to get to her, and I know exactly where to find her.

Enzo and the guys also know to follow whoever is making the drop; I hope they enjoyed their life up until now. It will be the last breaths they take.

Enzo filled me in on my impending demise, lethal injection. And I’m keeping it to myself for the moment, my brothers will know when I choose to tell them later tonight.

One thing is for sure, it’s going to be interesting if she does attempt to use that thing on me, and now would be a perfect opportunity to test that theory.

I find the south side ladies’. Most people are watching the show and nowhere near this end of the building. Perfect.

I’ve been like a cat on hot bricks all night, trying to keep my calm, but my rage knows no bounds. She acts like she’s some kind of fucking saint.

Enzo can tell me all he likes, but I have to hear it from her. I have to fucking know for myself.

I stand outside the ladies’ like a fucking stalker and wait for her to come out.

I shove my phone back in my pocket as the door swings open, and Rayne runs straight into my chest. She looks up and literally screams from fright.

“Jesus, Angelo.” Her eyes are wide like a deer caught in headlights and her hands are visibly shaking. “What are you do–”

I cage her in against the door and push my body into hers.

I reach down and take her hard with my mouth as she gasps. Yeah, she’s gonna see the wrath of me when I fuck her against this door, not caring who sees us. “Couldn’t wait, baby, especially feeling you up on the dance floor. Perfect timing, though, we’re all alone.”

“Angelo, not here, we can’t–”

I push the ladies’ door open and glance over her head. “There’s no one around, and I’m so fucking hard for you.” I pull her hand to my cock, and she bites her lip as I hold it there, moving it over my length.

“In the ladies’ room?” she stutters.

I grin like a hungry panther. “Yeah, this is as good a time as any to rip that dress off you and fuck you over the sinks.”

She looks up at me with such an internal dilemma that if she weren’t trying to kill me, I might feel sorry for her.

I edge her backward through the door and she pulls on the lapels of my jacket. I move inside quickly and lock it behind me.

“Are you sure this is hygienic?” she whispers as we kiss wildly, her hands grabbing and squeezing my ass.

I ignore her, my eyes eating her up as I move the strap of her dress down her arm and reach to kiss her again. I’m rough as our tongues collide. I unzip her dress to her lower back and roughly shove it down to her waist.

“I love no fucking underwear.” I pull her up to me so she can wrap her legs around my waist. I dip my head and suck on one nipple as she throws her head back, clawing her hands in my hair. I sit her ass on the marble counter, pulling the bottom of her dress up to her waist.

She puts her clutch purse down next to her and wraps her arms around me, pushing her tits into my face. I reach my hand up her thigh straight to her wet center and a growl involuntarily leaves me throat.

“You do this for me, baby?” I whisper against her skin. I move to work on her other nipple while she reaches down for my belt buckle. She’s such a good girl, she knows what I want.

“Yes, Angelo, I knew you’d want to fuck me in public,” she whispers. “I know how your dirty mind works.”

Fuck. If only she really did know how my dirty mind works.

I watch as she undoes my belt and fly, and I help her by tugging my pants down to my thighs. I pull her hips forward so I can tease her with the tip of my cock. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I brush through her wet folds.

“Remember when I said I was gonna make you beg me to let you come?”

She whimpers as I rub her clit with my tip, I want to cum all over her, marking her as mine, but I need to be buried deep inside her one last time.

I stop just as she tries to quicken her rubbing, and I see the frustration in her eyes when I don’t let her.

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