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Shaking my head, I force away the thoughts and focus on how he’s making me feel. My hands go to the back of his head as he switches to my other nipple. His hand moves down my stomach and under my panties, his fingers immediately finding my wet folds. He groans against me as he gathers my juices and circles my clit.

“You’re so wet for me, so ready.” He lifts his head to meet my eyes. “This is going to be hard and fast. I can’t do this any other way right now.”

Using my grip on his hair, I yank his head up as he pushes two fingers inside of me. A moan falls from my lips as I hold him just inches in front of my face. “Stop apologizing and fuck me.”

A wicked grin slides across his lips as his fingers slide from me. He grips the side of my panties and rips them before doing the same to the other side. I just gape at him as he chuckles. He slides to his knees, pushing the jumpsuit over one shoe before doing the same to the other. Then he leans in, burying his nose in my pussy.

“You smell so good. I just need a quick taste,” he practically purrs into my cunt before licking along my center. He buries his tongue inside of me, practically devouring me while his nose rubs against my clit again and again.

My hold in his hair tightens as a sudden orgasm rushes through me, having come out of nowhere. I don’t think I’ve ever come from so little stimulation before.

“Fuck, yes,” he moans as he licks up my release before pushing to his feet. His lips find mine once more, and I can taste myself on his tongue. It’s hot as hell.

Both of his hands fall to my ass, lifting me until I wrap both legs around his trim waist. He keeps kissing me while reaching between us and notching his cock at my entrance.

Hesitating for just a second, his eyes meet mine. “Do I need a condom?”

“I don’t know. Do you? I have an IUD, and I’m clean.”

“Thank fuck. So am I. Hold on,” he says, my only warning before he pushes inside of me with one long thrust of his hips. My back arches, a moan spilling from my lips as he fills me completely. My eyes go wide when he slides out and pushes back in, feeling something rubbing deep inside of me. Wilder chuckles. “Oh, yeah, baby. Soren isn’t the only one with a pierced dick. I’m going to make you feel so good. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. I can’t wait until you come all over me, soaking both of us with your release.”

He kisses me again as he begins to fuck me in earnest. He continues to hold me up with one hand, though my back is supported by the lockers, while the other reaches between us to circle my clit once more. This time, I can feel my orgasm build. Wilder changes the angle, causing a long, low moan to spill from me as his piercing hits me deep inside. It’s unlike anything else I’ve ever felt before.

I rock my hips back and forth, meeting each of his thrusts and rubbing against his hand to increase the pressure on my clit. There’s something different about this orgasm, and I feel a pressure that’s only slightly uncomfortable with the pleasure wracking my body as he sets a punishing pace.

“I need you to come, cupcake. I need you to come on my cock now. I can’t last much longer. You feel too fucking good.” Wilder doubles down on the movements of his fingers on my clit, and between his touch, his words, and his dick hitting the perfect spot inside of me, I come hard.

My cunt clamps down on his cock as I scream out his name. He grunts, his hips stuttering for a moment before he pistons into me, chasing his own release.

“Oh, fuck, Freya,” he moans as he grinds against my pussy, and I feel his hot cum painting my walls.

My head falls backward as Wilder rests his head on my tits, both of us panting.

Now what?

Chapter Twenty

Wilder

Ipant,tryingtoget my breathing and my brain under control at the same time.

What have I done?

Did I really just fuck Freya in the locker room of The Guillotine where anyone could have walked in and seen us?

Not that I should’ve been fucking her in the first place. But what was I supposed to do when she stood there offering herself up like she did?

I was more than willing to go out and grab a groupie from the club so I could fuck this shit out of my system. Then she told me to fuck her and something inside of me snapped. I’ve wanted this—her—for so long that I couldn’t turn down the chance. It felt so right when I slid inside of her, like coming home. Her pussy is fucking perfect, and I never want to leave it.

This shouldn’t have happened, but now that it has, I don’t want this to be the last time I’m inside this pussy. I need more time before I break her heart again.

Pulling back, I brush a kiss against her lips but stay locked inside of her. “Freya... this shouldn’t have happened. I can’t give you more than tonight, but if that’s what you want, then I can at least give you that.”

I lift my head to meet her eyes, now glistening with tears, and I feel like such an asshole. But I can’t give her more than tonight—no matter how much I might want to.

“Just tonight,” she whispers, her hand trailing over my cheek. “I can do that. Take me home and fuck me all night long, Wilder. If this is all I get from you, then I want it all night.”

And just like that, my softening cock perks up, and I know I could fuck her again right now. Only, she deserves so much more than being fucked here, so I set her on her feet.

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