A Bit of Rough in the Rest Room...

 
She ground down on the hard knob of his knee, seeking to be penetrated and filled but finding neither yet. He lifted her red dress and sucked harder on her neck, marking her with a soft hickey on her skin until suddenly he broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes.

"You're not wearing panties?" Alexander said, incredulously.
She swallowed quickly only to start panting again as she stared at him, arms still above her head. "No. I wanted...to be prepared, in case you wanted me."

 














He kissed her again, but it was different now. Harder and more romantic all the same. His lips sucked the air from her lungs as she panted and grew even more wet, writhing against him, wanting his body. Wanting the hard cock that was pressed against her teasing her by the thin separation caused by terrible evil clothing. She wrenched her hands free of his strong grasp and wrapped them around his back, almost clawing at him as she pulled him closer and closer. She wanted something, anything, but only one thing would satisfy her lust at this time. She grabbed him and pulled him closer, sitting up on the sink of the restroom and spreading her legs, the riskiness of the situation the last thing on her mind right now as she breathed out a breathy "Fuck me Alex."