My hands tried to grip the walls of the bathroom stall as Will pounded into me, our skin slapping together and my whimpers of pleasure the only sounds being heard. Will let out grunts and moans here or there, but that was about it. I felt his thrusts get more and more sloppy right before he pulled out and spurted his hot cum all over my bare ass. I moaned in frustration, not wanting him to stop.
"Please don't stop daddy." I pleaded, giving him my best puppy dog eyes I could muster. He smirked down at me before placing his hands suavely on my hips.
"Whatever you say, baby girl." He whispers into my ear, a chill making its way down my spine. Without any warning, he slammed into me, making me scream his name. He clamped his hand over my mouth, muffling my screams of ecstacy as he delved deeper and deeper inside of me. My walls clenched the length of him as he felt my juices soak his manhood. He let out a husky moan before pulling out of me and buttoning his jeans back up. I balled up the dampened panties I was wearing and shoved them in my apron, pulling my thigh length dress back down. Straightening out my hair, I unlock the stall as if nothing had ever happened. I gave Will the signal that it was okay to come out and he grabbed the "caution: wet" sign from the floor and hastily carried it out of the bathroom.
I took one last look at myself in the mirror before exiting the bathroom and checking on one of my tables.
This, unfortunately, was part of my daily work routine.
Every single day, Will and I would pick a secluded place at work and fuck the shit out of each other. The days that we didn't work, we met up somewhere, anywhere- and would participate in the same ritual. After we were both satisfied, we would go our separate ways without as much as a single word to each other.
We were sex addicts.
The idea of possibly getting caught appealed to the both of us. The shot of adrenalin just made the sex all the better.
To be honest, the sex with "no strings attached" thing was never my cup of tea until I met Will. He, of course, had no problems convincing me otherwise. He made me feel things I only thought I could feel in my dreams.
He made me feel like a princess even though I was nothing more than a waitress at a shitty steakhouse.
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I'm sorry this chapter is really short :c it was just meant to be a lil preview chapter ~
Remember, your comments, vote, and feedback are always appreciated :3
Lu my precious' and I hope you enjoy
-llcharizard
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Romance"so, we wouldn't put a label on it?" savannah asked, combing a hand through her tangled, wavy, locks. "not being in a relationship, just sex. no strings attached." will said, smirking. "count me in."
