Page 244 of Unravelling The Beast

“Why didn't you tell me, bro?”

From the corner of my eye, I notice him reach over the table with his hand for a shake and I take it as he speaks.

“Fucking congratulations. I'm so pleased to hear this. You deserve to be happy after—”

I give him a small, silent nod, knowing what he is referring to, before returning my gaze to Wren, and she seems to be having a good time, her sexy body moving to the music.

After a while of talking to Milo, my eyes have been fixed on Wren the entire time, but I soon find myself at a boiling point with how many guys she needs to reject to dance with tonight.

Luckily, Wren is stern, and from a distance, I can see her standing her ground, which I admire about her. She's grown so much since I first met her. Wren oozes class and elegance, but if she is pushed, she's now strong enough to stand her ground and tell people to fuck off when needed.

Soon, her eyes collide with mine, and she mouths that she is going to the restroom. I nod and observe her every move as she passes Izzy and exits the venue to the restrooms.

Iwalk up the stairs, following the signs to the restrooms and when I finally pass some people and get to the top, I enter the ladies' room.

There's a small group of girls in here doing their make-up, and they all glance my way, but I ignore them as I make my way straight into a cubicle. As I release my full bladder, I begin to think about Arlo and how he hasn't killed half of the venue tonight.

Suddenly there's a firm knock on my cubicle door, and I hear the girls whispering.

My eyebrows pinch with confusion when I answer.

“Just a sec!”

Another knock as I'm wiping, and I begin to think about how there were loads of free cubicles when I entered.

“There are other free cubicles, you know!”

There's another knock as I pull my dress down my thighs and flush the toilet before I mutter under my breath, feeling irritated.

“What the fuck!”

When I unlock the door with stern eyes, I open it to see Arlo standing there, giving me an intense stare that sends a thrill up my spine. My eyes move to the girls behind him, who are just staring, clearly wondering why the hell there’s a guy in here.

Arlo drags his feral gaze away from me to glance back at them and he speaks calmly but sternly

“Get the fuck out.”

They all leave quickly without protest, and he side-eyes them until they are all gone before bringing his hungry eyes back to mine again. He steps forward, causing me to step deeper into the cubicle, not breaking eye contact once until he is completely inside with me.

When he has closed and locked the door behind him, he backs me against the cubicle wall, completely in my space. As his lips move gently over mine, he runs his fingers lightly and slowly up my bare thighs, taking my dress with them, and my body becomes consumed with desire in an instant under this stare and touch.

The further my dress moves up, he speaks quietly.

“I'm gonna fuck you hard right here, Wren, and you're gonna to scream for me, so every fucking cunt in this venue knows what I'm doing to you and that you're mine.”

My eyes flutter close, and I whisper against his lips, feeling extremely needy already.

“Is that so?”

“Then you'll head out of here with my come plastered all over your exposed pussy and thighs, leaving my scent on you so everyone can smell both of our fucking arousal.”

I bite my bottom lip as my eyes gradually open while I move my hands through his leather jacket and run my palms up his bare body.

“I think I'd like that.”

“There will be no interruptions, and if anyone enters this restroom, I will continue to smash you into oblivion until we are both fucking satisfied.”

As we stare deeply, I loosen his belt between us before dragging his zipper down.

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