Page 44 of Crazy in Love

“Oh, really? How much would you pay for a date with me?” I press my lips together as I know what’s about to happen to poor Bruce.

“Oh, there isn’t a price-”

“You don’t think I’m worth anything, tha-”

“No, no, what I’m saying is, that you are too sexy, and with a body of a goddess, there isn’t a price.” Bruce moves closer to her and traps her between the wall and himself. “If you want, I can show you-” He stops and coughs, and tries to move back, but doesn’t, then I smile when I see Saylor has a handful of him and she isn’t being gentle either.

“Trust me, little man, you couldn’t handle me, and if you come near me again, I will make sure that you don’t fuck anyone for a long, loooong time.” She pushes him away, and I join them both. “Hey, handsome.” Saylor gives me a wink. “Me and... sorry, I forgot your name, we were just having a conversation.”

“I heard. If you touch my girl again, Bruce, I might have to punch you-”

“You really think that I would touch a wh-” Before he can finish that sentence, I punch him in the face. There is no way in hell he’s calling Saylor anything that is going to undermine her.

“You fucking asshole,” Bruce shouts as he pushes past me.

“My hero.” Saylor wraps her arms around my neck, and I kiss her. Not breaking away from the kiss, I take a look behind to see if there is a door, and I don’t give a fuck if it’s the ladies’ bathroom or not, I’m having Saylor right now.

As the door closes behind me, I push Saylor up against it, turning the lock. Deepening the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip, making Saylor melt into me, pushing my body closer to hers, her hands move to my trousers quickly as I lift her dress up.

“Have I told you that you look so fucking hot.”

“Have I told you that I thought it was so hot that you punched that guy for me.” I pull on her panties and rip the fabric off her.

My lips crush onto hers again, and I groan as her hand wraps around me. Saylor moans the second I play with her clit bar. Sliding my arm around her hip, I bring her knee up, bending the leg, and I thrust inside her, making her moan.

Rotating my hips as I continue to push into her, she can’t stay quiet. “Harder, harder,” Saylor tells me, and I want to make her happy, so I thrust in one hard go.

Saylor’s hands move the back of my neck, her fingers threading through my hair as my cock twitches at the feeling of the warm, sexy place it’s buried in. Saylor pulls me closer, her back hitting the door behind her as I thrust harder and faster.

I stop for a second, then move into her slowly, pressing my body into hers. Her eyes fill up with pleasure, a soft moan escaping every time I move inside her. I bring up Saylor’s other leg around me, and she wraps them tight behind my back.

I push her harder into the wall, grabbing the back of her thighs, as I can feel how wet she is getting, dripping on my dick.

“I want you to come,” I groan out, trying not to sound too loud for anyone to hear me outside.

Saylor trembles against me as she comes, placing her hands on my shoulders, my name leaving her beautiful lips in a hushed moan. I pick up my speed a little as I feel myself coming over the edge. God, she feels good around my cock when she comes, making me want to explode inside her.

“Fuck,” I moan against her lips as I come. I thrust a few more times, emptying every last drop of me inside her.

Once I stop, I lean into her, still holding her up on the wall. “You’re mine, no one else can touch you,” I tell her as I kiss her hard, fast breathing hitting my skin as she is still on a high from her orgasm.

There is no way in hell I’m letting Saylor walk away from me. She is mine until my dying breath.

“All yours. I’m going to have to clean up, or I’m going to be leaking Aiden all night.” She starts laughing, and a rush of panic goes through me.

“Shit, I’m... I just needed you… the moment took over.”

“I’m not worried, and I like feeling you come inside me.” She loosens her legs from around me, and I let them drop to the floor. She goes to the sink, but I pull her closer to me, her back hitting my chest.

“How about you don’t clean up. The thought of you dripping with me will have my dick hard all night. When we get home, I can fuck you again, knowing I’m already inside you,” I tell her as I push my almost hard cock against her.

“Promise?” Her hand moves to dick and gives it a rub.

“Promise.”

Chapter Thirteen

Saylor

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