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—Isaiah—
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“Sit,” I instructed Holly as soon as we entered the equipment room.
“I’m not a dog,” she sassed, taking in the large array of hanging garments on the wall, the long table running down the middle of the room, then the shelving and stacks of boxes against the opposite wall.
Lord, give me patience. “Park yo’ ass, Mama.”
At my sharp tone, her eyes cut to me. “I’ll stand.”
Shrugging, I prowled toward her. “Until your knees buckle.”
“Wh—” Her shriek rang through my eardrums as I lifted her without warning. “Oh my god, what are you doing?”
I sat her on the table and pushed her knees wide with my hips. “Gonna erase those other guys’ names from your tongue.”
She threw her head back and laughed. “I knew you couldn’t handle it.”
I flicked my thumb against her material-covered pussy and grinned. “I’m handling it now, though, aren’t I?”
Her knees tried to clamp closed but failed, so she captured my wrist to stop me from going too far. “We are not doing this here.”
“Already are,” I drawled as primal urges gathered.
“No— Goddammit, Isaiah. We can’t,” she whispered.
I snickered low under my breath. “Look at me, Holly.” A wicked smirk formed on my mouth when she did. “Your eyes don’t lie, Mama. You want this.”
Said hazel eyes shone with conflict. “Of course I want this, just not here.”
“Even when I do this?” I circled my fingertips around her clit before smoothing two bent knuckles up and down her slit.
A shaky breath left her mouth as her eyes rolled back. Her entire body relaxed as my fingers stroked.
“Fuck, I wish you were bare right now,” I growled.
I’d only had her last night, but fuck me, my craving hadn’t waned. Hell, it was stronger than ever. And judging by Holly’s closed eyelids and slack jaw, she wanted a repeat as much as I did.
My touch grew firmer as my frustration increased. With my fingers running up and down her covered core, I leaned over Holly while gently forcing her to lie down on the equipment table.
“You have no idea how much I want to taste you. One taste is nowhere near enough—not when it comes to your sweet pussy.”
Her hips bucked beneath me when I brushed over a particular spot, so I focused all my attention on rubbing exactly there.
When a low moan wove its way up her extended throat, I set my elbow near her shoulder and pressed my hand over her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure.
Holly’s breathing picked up. It punched in and out of her nose as her eyebrows drew down at the center.
“You gettin’ close?”
A hum vibrated under my palm, and she nodded. Her fingers tangled in the sleeve of my shirt and tugged as I pushed her pleasure higher, silently urging her to ride it and let go for me.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck yes. That’s iiiit.”
Without warning, Holly’s back arched. The jugular vein bulged in her neck. Her nails bit directly into my bicep as a long, low moan vibrated against my palm. I kept circling my fingertips on the spot within her tights until her entire body shook and violently convulsed under me.
Witnessing her fall apart, fully clothed and from barely touching her, had me weighted with need. I couldn’t draw a full breath and couldn’t fucking see straight as I gazed down at Holly fighting to regain her senses.
After a series of heavy blinks, her eyes opened and locked on mine. “Holy shit,” she whispered.
“And I barely touched you.”
“Don’t get cocky,” she quipped.
I eased off, then grabbed her hands and pulled her to sit up. “Babe, have you even met me? Cocky is what I do.”
Feet back on the floor, she fussed with her leggings, then adjusted her baseball jersey. “I know that already, and yet I still seem to get myself into ‘situations’ with you.”
I scoffed while adjusting my cock. “You seemed pretty fucking happy with the ‘situation’ a minute ago.”
She stepped into my space, bringing a wash of perfume-scented air with her. A wicked little smile spread over her mouth. “I was, so thanks.”
Grinning back, I went to speak but cut off when she cupped my dick and squeezed.
“Have fun riding this out.” She added a wink—a fucking wink—then swayed her hips as she sauntered toward the door.
It took a second for the shock to wear off, then I was in her space before her next step connected with the ground.
My chest hit her back, forcing her off balance and stumbling forward. A quick reach of my arm around her waist saved her from falling, and I used the momentum to propel us to the wall directly beside the door.
Effortlessly pinning her wrists above her head, I pressed my erection against her ass. “For teasing me, we’re riding it out now.”
Holly’s breathy voice pitched. “You can’t be serious!”
“Fuckin’ am. We’re in my domain, Mama, and that means I don’t stand for bein’ teased.”
While locking her wrists together with one hand, I shoved layers of clothing aside with the other until her pert, round ass was exposed.
“We shouldn’t be in here,” she warned over her shoulder, lust-darkened eyes shining and wild.
“I’ll be quick; I’m right on the edge. Now arch.” I demanded, sliding her wrists down the wall a little.
As soon as that lush booty popped for me, I fumbled with my zipper and freed my aching erection.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck,” I hissed, running the head of my dick through her slit before working my way into her tight heat.
I gritted my teeth hard, trying to hold my shit together.
Holly’s back arched further, and a tortured moan knotted in her throat. “Oh my god, your piercing... It’s— iiiit’s rubbing...”
A thought struck and made me falter. “Fuck, I’m not wearing a rubber.”
“Keep going,” she mewled. “I think I can come again.”
My fingers bit harder into her wrists as I thrust. “Make it quick, babe, because I’m about to blow,” I growled through my clenched jaw. “Ride it, then drop to your knees; I’mma come down your throat again.”
Her cries of pleasure, while hushed and muffled in her inner elbow, began to heighten in time with each squeeze of her pussy around my dick.
“Christ,” I hissed. “You’d better come soon, Holly, because I’m on the fucking edge.”
The release tore through her without warning, quaking her body and buckling her legs.
By the time her knees hit the floor, I had my hand clamped around her jaw. She opened like a good girl and took me deep as I chased my own release. I hit the back of her throat again and again, whispering praises with each push when she didn’t gag.
When she took my balls in her hand and tugged a little, I couldn’t fucking hold back a moment longer. Gripping the back of her head, I thrust deep, trusting Holly would hold her breath long enough to swallow down each spurt of my cum.
She inhaled as soon as I pulled out, then sat panting with her hands pressed to her thighs. “That piercing of yours while bare is something else, Isaiah,” she whispered, gaze dropping to my dick. “Who knew?”
“Feels incredible for you n’ me both. It set you off like a fucking firework.” Still breathless, I offered my hand and steadied her as she rose to her feet. “Whoa, bit shaky there, babe.”
“That’s what happens when I get not one, but two O’s, then am expected to function immediately afterward. Oh god, I bet my makeup is an absolute mess!”
I scrutinized her beautiful face while tucking my dick away and couldn’t help but chuckle. “I mean, yeah, you’re a little rough around the edges in that just-fucked kind of way.”
I swear her face paled. “That’s exactly what I didn’t want! Isaiah, this is not funny!” she cried while tugging up her underwear and tights. “Oh my god, I’m going to get fired!”
“Babe, no one is getting fired because no one knows we just fucked in the equipment room.”
As if this was new information to her, Holly’s terror-stricken eyes flicked across the large array of Bears stuff.
“Shit,” came her whisper. “I’m fucked.”
I snorted. “Literally.”
Her eyes cut back to me, now burning with annoyance. “You make me vag-blind,” she accused with a finger stab.
I pressed a hand to my chest and laughed. “Vag-blind? Now there’s a new one.”
“It’s not funny, Isaiah. Jesus Christ, I need to clean up.” Holly closed her eyes and drew in a large inhale, then exhaled long and slow.
She then looked at me. “Can you please tell me if the coast is clear so I can make a dash for the bathroom?”
“Of course.” It was the least I could do.
I pressed a kiss to her flushed cheek and whispered a thank you against her heated skin. The gentle smile on her face stayed in my immediate memory as I whipped the door open and looked up and down the empty corridor.
“All clear, Hols.” I opened the door wider for her. “I’ll give you a few minutes alone then come check up on you.”
She barely spared me a backward glance. “You honestly don’t need to. I’ll be fine.”
I lifted an arm to concede and let the door bump closed behind me as I watched Holly hurry toward the locker room. The moment she went to push inside, the door swung inward, and she collided with Gats.
Fuck.
