He pulled away, his mouth glistening, and panted lightly against me.
“Do you think,” he said as he dropped his forehead to rest against mine, his hips twisting in response. “If I go in there and sit on that toilet, that you’d ride me?”
I think that I’d do just about anything if he asked me to.
“Ummm.” I paused. “I really should say no…”
Really, I was already trying to pull away.
But he sensed my weakness.
He knew that, too, because he hooked his hands around my hips and started to drag me to a stall.
Just when I would’ve protested, just when I would’ve said no, he got me inside and closed the door.
Then he started to unbutton my jeans, and I started to hyperventilate.
Croft Crusie was unbuttoning my jeans.
Croft. Crusie.
Oh my God.
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.
Things started to misfire then.
Synapses in my brain that would normally tell me ‘this is a really bad idea’ turned into ‘let’s do this now. Now, now, now.’
I all but attacked him then, kicking my sandals off and stepping onto the bare tile floor of a courthouse bathroom.
Normally I would be totally disgusted by my bare feet touching anything the general public used.
But right then? I could think of nothing but getting my sandals off so I could kick off my jeans.
I proceeded to launch myself at him, completely forgetting everything that there was to forget in my haste to get on his lap. He didn’t protest my movement and definitely loved the fact that I was so exuberant if his laughter was anything to go by.
“You’re killing me,” he growled as he reached between us and pulled his hard cock out from his pants.
I glanced down at his cock and saw stars.
“Oh, my,” I said as I reached down for him. “Oh, boy.”
I lifted up, my body seeking his.
“Wait, wait, wait,” he panted, his hands going to the inside of my thighs when I would’ve just hopped onto his hard cock and sheathed myself over the top of him.
And God, what a fucking cock he had.
It wasn’t very long. I mean, a bit above average if I had to make my guess.
But his girth.
My God. It was so damn thick that I couldn’t even close my hand around it all the way.
“Condom,” he grunted.
I closed my eyes, grateful that at least one of us had some sense.
“I don’t have anything,” I told him lamely.
His eyes all but twinkled when he said, “I do. In my wallet.”
I reached down to feel for his wallet in his pants, which were around mid-thigh.
I found the wallet and all but ripped it open in my haste to get to the condom.
He took the wallet from my hands, his money falling to the ground, and tossed the leather billfold onto the top of my jeans.
Seconds later, I was all but yanking the condom out of his hands and ripping it out of the foil with my teeth.
When I would’ve reached down and rolled the damn thing on—I’d practiced on bananas until I could do this with my eyes closed—I hesitated.
Because, no joke, the man really was thick.
Like, would this condom even fit him, thick.
“Shit,” he hissed when my hands hesitated over the top of him.
He reached down and helped me get it on, his fingers guiding mine until the condom came to a stop right at the base of his shaft.
I’d never had sex before with a man that had his kind of girth.
Hell, the only sex I’d had before had been with a boy during high school. We’d met during a night of sneaking out, gotten drunk and done the nasty.
It hadn’t been great. It hadn’t even been memorable.
What it had been was sex, and that had taken away that pesky little thing called ‘virginity.’
Since then, I’d become way more selective in how I did things. That meant no more drunken nights with boys that didn’t know what they were doing. No more sleeping with men in general without first getting to know them.
But did I know Croft all that well? I wasn’t sure I did.
But what I did know was that if I didn’t get his cock inside of me this second, I just might lose my shit.
“Get up here,” he guided me forward until my entrance kissed the tip of his cock.
His body tensed, as did mine, when I went to start lowering myself down.
Now, I wouldn’t say that I was an expert on things being put inside of me. I owned my fair share of dildos. I had quite a few decent-sized ones that would satisfy me. But I didn’t think there was a cock in the world that could compare to Croft’s.
He had a magnificent cock, and my vagina having only been introduced to the very tip, knew great things would come.
My head snapped up when his hands tightened on my hips, causing me to look at him in surprise.
“You okay?” he asked. “You’re sure?”
Was I sure?
“Croft,” I said, leaning forward. “I wouldn’t be about to ride your cock right now in a public freakin’ bathroom if I wasn’t sure. Let me move.”
His eyes lit with excitement as his hands loosened on my hips, then all of a sudden, they were gone completely, his hands moving to cup my ass as he squeezed.
I gasped, my eyes going wide, as I slowly started to sink down the length of his cock.
Biting my lip, I watched his eyes as I slowly took him in, one deliciously thick inch at a time.
At one point, he slowed my descent with his hands on my ass, then slowly urged me back up.
“Make sure to get my cock good and wet so I’ll slide in all the way,” he ordered.
My tiptoes pressed against the cool tile under my feet, and I mewled when he started to leave me just as I was getting used to his size.
“There’s a good girl,” he crooned. “Now get the rest of my dick wet with that sweet heat of yours.”
I lost his eyes when my head fell back, and my body once again lowered to take him in deep.
I didn’t stop this time until the parts of my ass he wasn’t cupping touched the tops of his thighs.
I licked my lips, loving the burning stretch of him filling me.
I was so wet that the next time that I slid up the length of his shaft, I plunged right down, causing us both to curse.
“Holy shit,” he breathed. “Motherfucker. I’m so glad I’m wearing a condom.”
I tilted my head back up so I could see his face.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because I’d be busting my nut inside of you right now if I wasn’t,” he growled, biting my nipple through my shirt and my bra, causing me to jolt with him inside of me. “I want to feel my cock bare inside of you more than I want to take my next breath, but I’m thanking the lord above that I happened to have a condom in my wallet from six months ago when I was going to take you out on a date.”
I paused with his cock barely lodged inside of my pussy.
“You thought I was going to give it up on the first date?” I teased as I slowly started to let myself down.
He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the movement.
“I was going to put it in there just in case.” He squeezed my ass, causing my ass cheeks to pull apart slightly, which then caused his cock to slip just a little bit farther inside. “Because there was no way in hell that I was going to say no if you wanted it. Me.”