𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Chapter 25 | Espere

"Doesn't it look mightily suspicious if we both simultaneously have to piss?" The music was blaring out, and I had to hold my legs to stop my climax.

"They've been blasted since this morning and went to the dance floor." His hands roamed through my body in the line as he spoke in my ear. He held me from behind.

I welcomed his embrace, feeling a sense of guilt as I pressed all my weight against him. "I'm sorry."
The line slightly shuffled, and we managed to go inside, waiting for more people to leave.

What I wanted was to take this thing out of me, or to allow my climax to pass whilst not being in the presence of a group of strangers.

"Mi amor, nunca te disculpes. [My love, don't ever apologise.]

The restroom was far more brighter than the dance floor and far less crowded. The sinks were covered in empty bottles and crisp packets, almost as in a decorative sense. The music also thudded against the walls, allowing for the slightest of vibrations. After today, I never wanted to experience vibrations ever again.

I was first in line and a unisex stall was finally emptied but I didn't want to let go of his touch.
As if he had read my mind he whispered into my ear,

"Espere."

I knew that word. He'd told me that word once meant wait. "Go ahead." He said to the women and man behind us, freeing up the queue.

They hesitated before thanking us, our polite gesture being a warm welcome to the otherwise harsh night scene.

Turning up the toy, I jolted now into his arms, feeling a moan creep up. "Stop." I uttered.

I didn't want him to stop, and he knew that. If at any point I did truly want him to stop I'd mutter that perfect little safe word to which I knew he'd comply with instantly. I envisioned it, him practically scooping me up, coming with an excuse for Anne and Carla as to why we were leaving, all for him to take care of me in the most delectable of ways.

"I'd just like to say you guys make a really beautiful couple." The drunk woman spoke whilst being first in line for an empty stall. You could smell the tequila from a mile away, but the sentiment was all the same. We're not together, I instinctively wanted to say, but again that just brought about a certain sadness.

Recognising this, Levai holds my face up to look into his eyes, planting a kiss on my cheek. "We'll talk later." He promised me.

Finally after we were the only ones left outside of the empty stalls in the rather unhygienic bathroom, a person came out of the stall. I walked in, hoping to finally have a release after so much intensity, until I realised he was walking in right behind me.

No one saw us go in together thankfully - that would have been mighty awkward.

Despite knowing him for a while now, I still sometimes felt intimidated by him and the power he held over me. It was beautiful - the vulnerability and safety that I felt at all times with him.

His eyes were full of desperation that he'd hidden so well before, and it almost seeming rehearsed, he picked me up with one hand, placing me on the small window sill.

Lifting my dress up, he removed the toy, feeling the wetness between my legs. I whimpered only slightly, to which he placed his entire hand over my mouth. Using his other he placed a finger over his lips, shushing me. There's others here. He mouths.

Knowing other people were in this place made my pussy clench to which he smirked at. Beginning to stroke my inner thighs, he collects my wetness in the palm of his hand as I take his belt off, wanting to see all of him.

He adjusts himself, slightly lowering his trousers and he strokes his dick using the wetness of his palms. My chest tightened. My panties were pretty much drenched from all of today, and I wanted him inside of me so fucking badly.

Reading my mind, he rubs his dick against my clit, lining himself at my entrance.
Without warning, he came inside of me, still holding his hand against my mouth.

LEVAI

I held onto the edges of the window sill behind her, feeling myself spread her pussy out. Fucking hell.

The wait had been worth it, all the anticipation dissipating in this one moment. She moved her legs in time with my thrusts as small moans and squeals came out from under my hand.

My heart raced at the sound of her and I slowed myself down. She was already so fucking close that this practically brought her over the edge, exactly as I intended. Replacing my hand with my lips, I swallowed each of her delicious sounds, pressing my forehead with hers.

Placing her down, I pressed her against the toilet door, holding a better position to silence her.

Wrapping one hand around her airways and another around those perfect lips of hers, I began to pound into her at a new angle, allowing me to go deeper than I had before. Soon she felt me, the whole of me, buried inside of that sweet little pussy of hers.

She could only whimper against my hand as a response. In the beginning of us sleeping together, the thought of her being out in public, fucked by me would have only been a fantasy she'd never carry out. In our short time together, she placed so much fucking trust in me and I became overwhelmed with gratitude. At this moment, like all moments we were each others, all I wanted was to give her the best fucking of her life.

I could feel her walls start to clench against my dick, and I couldn't help but let out of a couple groans of my own.

Biting down on my hand, her body was starting to give out. "Keep going gorgeous, you're doing amazingly." I whispered into her ear. She tilted her head back against my chest, unable to contain herself anymore.

Unwinding herself against me, she slowed down our pace even further, pressing harder against each stroke. Shuddering at each movement, she came hard. I didn't know why it was a surprise to me considering I had been denying her for literal hours, but all I knew was that she looked stunning like this.
Turning around after what seemed like an eternity, she looked straight into my eyes while panting against the palm of my hand.

I couldn't imagine myself with any other person but her. She was heaven personified, and anchored my soul in a way I'd never thought possible. In every life it is you. I thought.

Seeing her completely teary eyed, mascara run down her face and breathless, I was met with a realisation that truly scared me to my core.

I was in love.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Three in one day.

Just call me a lizard and let's move on.

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