What?
My body tenses up, and I clench my walls around him. I go to move my leg off the toilet, but he puts it right back in place, like that too belongs to him.
“Answer me, damnit. Did you like it?” When I don’t respond, he pulls my hair so hard that It feels like my scalp may peel off. With my head hanging back and his grip holding it in place, his eyes look into mine. “This pussy is mine. If anyone ever touches it again, I’ll sew it shut. Got it?”
Blinking, I agree with a nod. Once my hair is released from his fist, his hips roll in a clockwise motion, while his dick stretches me to the fullest, making me cry out in pleasurable pain.
When his groin begins vibrating off my ass at an impetuous speed, I lose complete control of my body and any sounds that escape. “Fuck!” I slap one hand to the wall. “Holy shit, Talon.” He hammers me from behind and just as I’m about to explode and soak the floor of this stall, I hear the creak of the rusted-out hinges of the bathroom door open. My body freezes.
Talon leans over, his chest pressed to my back. “Shh,” he whispers, as his hand curls under my legs, and he begins circling my nub while my foot is still perched on the toilet.
My body trembles, and when he slides his dick in and out of me, while flicking his fingertips against my clit. I watch as the beige loafers inch closer to the door and follow them until they are out of sight. An impalpable, uncontrollable, and undeniable sensation overwhelms me and I can’t contain myself when I whimper in pleasure. “Oh, God.”
“Shhh,” he whispers again, but I know he’s fucking with me, trying to make me scream.
An electric shock courses through my veins. Pulsating around his cock, I explode in a frenzy and feel the remnants of my orgasm drip down my leg.
Without letting up, he rides me through my orgasm and grabs me by the hips. Bouncing off of my ass, one final thrust has him releasing and spilling his cum all over my back and dribbling down my side.
“Sick. That’s what y'all are. Just sick.” I hear the squeal of an elderly lady as the beige shoes walk past the stall again. I laugh. “We’re sick? She didn’t even wash her hands.”
Completely ignoring my presence, Talon turns his body to the toilet and lets his softening dick linger over it. He looks at me and catches my wry look. “What?” He shrugs. “I told you I had to piss.”
Shaking my head, I unroll a wad of toilet paper and begin cleaning myself up. Once Talon shakes and tucks then zips his pants, I cross my arms and nod toward the door. With a sigh, he flushes the toilet and exits the stall, so I can pee next.
I’m not surprised to see him when I walk out of the stall. Legs crossed at the ankles, back against the sinks with his phone in hand. “Someone is all too eager to meet you.” His eyes perk up.
Rolling my eyes, I walk to the sink and wash my hands. “If only I could reciprocate his enthusiasm.”
Talon walks up behind me and begins kissing my neck. “Don’t worry. I’d never let him lay a finger on you. You trust me, right?”
He spins me around, and I pat my wet hands on his t-shirt. “I don’t know yet.” I pause. “Do you trust me? Because after the things you said in that stall, I’m not so sure you do.”
“What aspect of trust are you talking about?” He cocks a brow. “Because relationship trust and basic trust are two different things, and we’re not in a relationship, Marni.”
I can feel my face flush. Not out of embarrassment, but anger. “I never said we were.” I push off from him and head for the door.
He eats up the space between us quickly. “Then what’s the problem?”
“For the record, I don’t want a relationship with you either, but you don’t have to be such an ass about it.”
He chuckles, and it makes me wanna shove his face in the pile of dog shit we just walked past. “How was I being an ass. I was just stating the facts.”
“Jesus Christ, did someone fall in the fucking toilet,” Tommy says, as Talon and I walk straight for the truck. Ignoring him, we both open our doors and get in. “And where the hell is your coffee?” he shouts even louder.
Damnit. I knew I left more than my dignity in that building.
“Tell me how I was being an ass?” He repeats himself, as he revs up the engine.
Resting my hand on my cheek with my elbow on the door ledge, I let out a deep breath. “When aren’t you an ass?”
Talon and I argue on a daily basis, but my lips threaten a hint of smile when I realize that this is our first argument about us. Technically, there isn’t an us. And even though I feel like socking him right now, there isn’t anyone else I wanna have fights with after fucking in the bathroom stall at a rest stop.
I sneak a peek at him, letting my pride take a back seat, and he flashes me a smile. “What?”
‘Nothing.” I smile back.
21
When you feel like you’d rather be on the edge of a cliff, ready to plunge to your death, than turn around and face another day, you know it’s time to make a change. That’s when I set this plan in motion. I went to the guys and I told them I needed their help and, naturally, they stood in my corner. We swore we’d take on this quest together. Zed, of course, perked up and asked what was in it for them. That’s when we made the pact. Four acts of revenge - one shot each.
We lost one, but he’s been replaced
