Page 69 of The Light to My Darkness (The Light to My Darkness 1)

"This feels a lot more like something I'd ask for." He ran his fingers up the backs of my thighs and cupped my ass cheeks in his hands.

He'd start being gentle with me soon enough. Right now, I just wanted everything he'd give me. "Use me for your pleasure. Fuck me so hard that I can't walk."

"God, how did I get so lucky?" He grabbed my hips and thrust into me hard.

Yes.

"You're so fucking tight, baby. It's like your pussy was made for my cock."

My hands pressed harder against the wooden door. "James."

He gripped my hips even tighter as he picked up his pace. "Tell me if I'm hurting you."

Technically he was hurting me. But God, it was a good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that had toppled into pleasure. It was my favorite feeling in the world. And I wanted more of it. "Harder."

His fingertips dug into my skin as he fucked me just the way I liked. His hipbones slammed into my ass. I wouldn't have been surprised if the repeated impact left a bruise.

"Baby, I need to feel you come around my cock." He let one hand wander off my hip as he tangled his fingers in my hair. "Now." He pulled on my hair, making me arch my back. Just the slightest change of angle made me completely lose control.

"James!"

"Fuck," he groaned. He continued to thrust into me harder, if that was possible.

"God! James!" I probably left nail indents in the wooden door as I felt his warmth spread up into me. Completion. Pure and utter completion.

He pulled my back against his chest for his last few strokes. They were slow and loving, completely different from what he had just done to me. He slowly pulled out with another groan.

I turned to look at him.

He was standing there in all his glory. His tuxedo pants around his ankles. His cock somehow still at full attention. "Now we can go upstairs," he said and leaned down to pull his pants back up.

I laughed. "We have to get back to the reception."

"No. The only thing we need to do right now is make love. As nice as that was, it wasn't actually how I wanted to leave things."

I smiled. "James, we did just make love." I put my hand on the side of his face as he buttoned his pants.

He lifted his gaze to mine. "Penny, I just fucked you against the door of the men's restroom. It was hardly making love."

I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him. "Well I certainly feel loved."

He smiled.

"Come on, James," I said and grabbed his hand. "I want to dance. As long as I look okay?" I tried to smooth my hair back into place.

He leaned down and grabbed my ripped thong from the ground and slipped it into his pocket. "It looks like we just had wild raunchy sex," he said.

We both laughed as we walked out of the bathroom.

Matt was standing there with his arms folded across his chest and a smile on his face. "Can't a guy take a piss around here?"

"There's a bathroom down the other hall," James said as he straightened his bowtie.

"Also occupied. Mason and Bee have been mysteriously missing since the end of dinner. It's probably them. Can I use the restroom now?"

"Sorry, Matt," I said and stepped out of the way. I was sure my face was crimson.

"No one should ever apologize for having an orgasm. That's what I always say." He pushed through the bathroom door. It closed behind him with a thud.

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