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Story: Merciless Intents
My breaths quickened as his fingertips grazed the edge of my panties. It took everything I had not to moan against his hand and lean harder into him. Who was I? This made no sense! But it wasexciting!Despite my pure hatred for that asshole, that was the best I’d felt in two months.
My anxiety wasgone. All I felt was a rush, and I loved it. It was so freeing.
A flush filled the bathroom before a stall door opened, and then the clickity-clack of that teacher’s annoying as hell shoes as they walked across the floor to the sink.
Damian’s finger lightly—and I do meanpainfully light—ran over my panties from my entrance up to my clit, and I nearly cried out. The fact that he wasn’t evenreallytouching me drove me insane.
The water shut off, and the air dryer started.God damn it, woman! Why couldn’t you grab the fucking paper towels!?
“You want me inside you, don’t you, Temperance?” Damian asked, his voice low and dangerously sexy. I nodded against his hand, and he knelt.
“Damian,” I whispered, and he lifted a finger to his mouth to shush me before pointing toward the teacher. I nodded.
Before I understood what was happening, that horrible, evil, butverysexy man disappeared under my skirt. I covered my own mouth to stifle a gasp as he lifted my right leg over his shoulder.
The loud sound of those awful shoes echoed off the walls again as she moved to leave the bathroom.Thank God,I thought.
Damian slid my panties to the side, my heart racing in my chest from anticipation. I was all but panting, and it was almost impossible to stay quiet.
I couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath as he placed a single, light kiss on my clit. My body was on fire.
And then came reality.
Damian let go of me and stood, and I was left staring at him with obvious questions in my eyes.
“What?” he asked, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “She’s gone.”
My eyes widened. “Excuse me? You were only fucking with me because she was in here?”
He shrugged. “I was bored being stuck in here. Besides, I was curious how far I could push you. Turns out—it’s pretty far. Maybe I should start calling you Wild One instead.” A dark smile spread across his lips, and he winked.
“You really are a twisted bastard,” I said.
In a flash, he had hold of my throat with one hand while pressing me against the wall again. When he looked down at me, I knew exactly what he saw, and it pissed me off.
Desire.
“Yes, but I’m a twisted bastard you want buried inside you,” he said, his voice heated. He grabbed my hand and pressed it against his hardness, and my eyes widened. “Verydeep inside you. Brutally fucking you. Admit it. Youlovedthe danger.”
Holy fuck.
My brain melted, and Ihatedhim for it. No one had ever done anything like that to me. It was exciting and humiliating, and I hated that part of me enjoyed it.
“Now that I know your weakness, you shouldreallybe scared. I’m back in the control seat now. Trust me, little girl. Playing games with me is dangerous. Ialwayswin.” He stepped back and straightened his clothes. When he reached down to adjust the impressive bulge in the front of his pants, I hated myself for staring with such need. “You look so beautiful when you’re needy. Anyone ever told you that?”
My eyes moved from his bulge up to his eyes, and I saw amusement there. “Thanks. You’re actually not so bad yourself when you’re not being a raging psycho. For a moment there, you were kind of attractive.”
He smiled. “Don’t kid yourself, sweetheart. We both know where my mouth just was. I could smell and tasteexactlyhow attractive you found me, and it wasn’t ‘kind of.’I can’t wait to tell Asher. He’ll be so pleased.”
My eyes widened, and I gasped.Asher.I’d forgotten all about him.
Oh, Jesus Christ…
Harper…
Harper would fuckingmurder meif she found out.
A sharp, all-encompassing jolt of fear stabbed through me, quickly replacing any of the desire I’d once felt. That excitement, that five minutes of freedom, could cost me alotif the wrong person found out. Panic immediately returned in waves, and it consumed me, forcing me to do something I never would have done had I been thinking straight.
My anxiety wasgone. All I felt was a rush, and I loved it. It was so freeing.
A flush filled the bathroom before a stall door opened, and then the clickity-clack of that teacher’s annoying as hell shoes as they walked across the floor to the sink.
Damian’s finger lightly—and I do meanpainfully light—ran over my panties from my entrance up to my clit, and I nearly cried out. The fact that he wasn’t evenreallytouching me drove me insane.
The water shut off, and the air dryer started.God damn it, woman! Why couldn’t you grab the fucking paper towels!?
“You want me inside you, don’t you, Temperance?” Damian asked, his voice low and dangerously sexy. I nodded against his hand, and he knelt.
“Damian,” I whispered, and he lifted a finger to his mouth to shush me before pointing toward the teacher. I nodded.
Before I understood what was happening, that horrible, evil, butverysexy man disappeared under my skirt. I covered my own mouth to stifle a gasp as he lifted my right leg over his shoulder.
The loud sound of those awful shoes echoed off the walls again as she moved to leave the bathroom.Thank God,I thought.
Damian slid my panties to the side, my heart racing in my chest from anticipation. I was all but panting, and it was almost impossible to stay quiet.
I couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath as he placed a single, light kiss on my clit. My body was on fire.
And then came reality.
Damian let go of me and stood, and I was left staring at him with obvious questions in my eyes.
“What?” he asked, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “She’s gone.”
My eyes widened. “Excuse me? You were only fucking with me because she was in here?”
He shrugged. “I was bored being stuck in here. Besides, I was curious how far I could push you. Turns out—it’s pretty far. Maybe I should start calling you Wild One instead.” A dark smile spread across his lips, and he winked.
“You really are a twisted bastard,” I said.
In a flash, he had hold of my throat with one hand while pressing me against the wall again. When he looked down at me, I knew exactly what he saw, and it pissed me off.
Desire.
“Yes, but I’m a twisted bastard you want buried inside you,” he said, his voice heated. He grabbed my hand and pressed it against his hardness, and my eyes widened. “Verydeep inside you. Brutally fucking you. Admit it. Youlovedthe danger.”
Holy fuck.
My brain melted, and Ihatedhim for it. No one had ever done anything like that to me. It was exciting and humiliating, and I hated that part of me enjoyed it.
“Now that I know your weakness, you shouldreallybe scared. I’m back in the control seat now. Trust me, little girl. Playing games with me is dangerous. Ialwayswin.” He stepped back and straightened his clothes. When he reached down to adjust the impressive bulge in the front of his pants, I hated myself for staring with such need. “You look so beautiful when you’re needy. Anyone ever told you that?”
My eyes moved from his bulge up to his eyes, and I saw amusement there. “Thanks. You’re actually not so bad yourself when you’re not being a raging psycho. For a moment there, you were kind of attractive.”
He smiled. “Don’t kid yourself, sweetheart. We both know where my mouth just was. I could smell and tasteexactlyhow attractive you found me, and it wasn’t ‘kind of.’I can’t wait to tell Asher. He’ll be so pleased.”
My eyes widened, and I gasped.Asher.I’d forgotten all about him.
Oh, Jesus Christ…
Harper…
Harper would fuckingmurder meif she found out.
A sharp, all-encompassing jolt of fear stabbed through me, quickly replacing any of the desire I’d once felt. That excitement, that five minutes of freedom, could cost me alotif the wrong person found out. Panic immediately returned in waves, and it consumed me, forcing me to do something I never would have done had I been thinking straight.
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