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Passion.

“Fuck, your pussy’s tight,” he growled in my ear, and I could feel myself clenching around him. “So fucking tight around my cock.”

“Harder,” I demanded, though we were already making some serious noise up against the metal partition. “Please, Reign…”

“Yeah, Reign, give it to her,” came a drunken cheer, and all I could do was not care that people could hear us.

“Thanks, bud,” Reign called back, and the girls were not going to believe how this was happening.

Pulling my legs up higher on his hips, I let Reign ram his hardness deep inside of me, and I knew that it wasn’t going to be long before I came. My drought aside, I couldn’t remember ever being this turned on, and I was never going to judge sex clubs again.

“Reign, don’t stop…” I begged. “Please…”

“Not until you cum all over my dick,” he swore. “Then we’re taking this back to my place.”

“More, more, more…” I chanted. “Fuck, make me cum…”

“Every night from here on out, baby,” he grunted as his hips started to really do some damage. “I’m fucking you every single night.”

“Fuck, she sounds sexy,” came another cheer from the gallery.

“Mine,” Reign snarled loud enough for everyone in the restroom to hear. “She’s fucking mine.”

“Yes,” I quickly agreed, though he hadn’t been talking to me. “Yours.”

“Oh, I know it,” he said, that cockiness that usually annoyed me sounding sexy as hell right now. “That’s why you’re taking my dick like a good girl.”

That was it.

That little good girl phrase was a killer.

“Oh, God…” I cried out as I came all over Reign’s cock. He was driving into me hard and deep, and my body was a convulsing mess all around him. “Oh, Reign…oh, God…”

“Cum on my cock, baby,” he hissed as I felt him begin to expand deep inside me.

“Yes…yes…yes…”

Lost in my orgasm, I wasn’t sure how long Reign continued to slam into me, but each thrust felt like a lightning bolt to every single one of my sexual nerve endings. Not caring that we were in public, Reign rode me through my orgasm, determined to drive me out of my mind.

Soon, he was warning me of his own impending orgasm. “I’m about tocum, baby,” he grunted. “And I’m cumming in that tight pussy.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist tighter, and soon, Reign was cumming inside me, his dick hitting parts of me that were probably never going to heal.

“Take that dick, baby,” he snarled. “Take my cum.”

Our orgasms hadn’t lasted nearly long enough, but even through the haze of lust clouding common sense, I knew that we had to get out of here.

“We should probably get going,” I suggested, my voice a panted tempo of exhaustion.

“Yeah, probably,” he agreed, his voice sounding the same.

Even though we’d already made the decision to get going, we stayed locked to each other for a few more minutes. Finally, Reign said, “I’ll make sure no one is out there.”

“As long as you’re holding my hand when we walk out of here, I don’t care,” I told him honestly.

Threading his fingers in mine, Reign Claymore staked his claim.

Chapter 5

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