Page 313 of Fatality

I blush furiously, then I move before I can think twice, I yank him and start walking to the toilets.

I shove him through the doors.

He lets me push him. I'm definitely not strong enough to force him if he doesn't want to move.

A dark grunt rumbles from his chest, followed by that infuriating grin.

I lock the door, my back turning to him.

His hands are on my neck and my hip in the next heartbeat, pressing me back against the door while he grinds himself against the small of my back.

“Fuck,” he grits out. “I should take those clothes off you before anyone else gets to see you in them.”

I feel his hand leave my hip and slowly trace its way up on my inner thigh.

The sensation is fucking addictive, sending hot knots twisting low in my stomach.

“I don’t want a fucking gentlemen…”

His fingers find my pussy and rubs it through my thong, I start moaning softly.

My hips grind shamelessly against his hand, matching the slow rhythm of his fingers.

“You’re dripping,” He nips at my earlobe “I should check the quality.”

He withdraws his fingers, drops to his knees, his hands on my thighs and forcing them open.

Suddenly, I feel his nose buried between my legs, with his tongue flicking in and out through my lace.

My knees buckle at the sensation.

“Evren…”

“Ssshhh.” He growls and hooks his finger and sliding my thong aside.

The flat of his tongue laps eagerly at my clit and slides along my wet lips.

“F-fuck!” I shout.

“Mh.” He grunts in satisfaction, the vibration traversing my clit and causing me to shake. “You taste like fucking mine.”

He starts sucking my clit roughly before catching it between his teeth, pulling it, and soothing it with his tongue.

The pain-pleasure sends stars across my vision. My forehead falls on the door with a soft thud.

I pant deeply as I'm reaching my peak quickly due to the shots.

He adds two fingers at the same time, curling and sliding them in and out.

The dual sensation sends me over the edge—a guttural roar tears through my throat as I come hard on his face, my hips buckling and convulsing against his face.

He growls deeply and darkly, vibrating through his chest and into my sensitive core. He continues to finger me and lick me until I'm left panting, trembling.

Evren doesn't give me time to react or catch my breath.

He stands up, his eyes are dark with lust despite their glowing quality, his chin glistening with my juices.

He slides his hand to the back of my neck and guides me to the counter, shoving me forward against it.