Celeste walked through the ballroom doors and slowly strolled through the crowd. She pretended to look at the items available for the silent auction, but that wasn’t why she was there. She had one mission. Her eyes rolled over the crowd, looking for that familiar head of blonde hair she grew to love. Spotting him over by the bar, she continued to drift through the crowd, panning her eyes in his direction waiting for him to spot her.
She wasn’t sure if he was expecting her. She hadn’t told him she was coming, but this was their routine—find as many places to do it as possible and see if they could get away with it.
His green eyes spotted her and her lips quirked in a half smile. The lust on his face was clear. He wanted her.
Her eyes rolled over to the restroom and back to him. With a curt nod, he turned back to the people he was chatting with to wind down the conversation while she made her way over to the restrooms.
With an event of this magnitude, finding an empty bathroom would be impossible. She pondered it quickly before stopping in front of the restrooms. They were less likely to get caught in the men’s bathroom, and the women’s was already forming a line. She backed up to the men’s room and watched until she didn’t see anyone looking her direction and then slipped in.
To her amazement, there was only one man standing against a urinal on the far wall, but with no mirrors in the area, he didn’t see her, nor did he bother to look back at the entrance. She quickly stepped into a stall and locked it.
Being at a fancy hotel, she was happy to find that the stall doors were floor length so you couldn’t see underneath them. Not that they hadn’t had sex in a traditional-styled bathroom before, but this being a nicer event, they were less likely to be caught if no one could see there was a woman in the stall.
The man at the urinal finished and left, leaving her alone in the bathroom. She breathed a sigh of relief. Not that it would have been that strange for him to see her in there anyway, with the line at the women’s restroom. It seemed to be a common occurrence for women to walk into the men’s bathroom if the women’s had a long enough line.
The door opening signaled another person entering the bathroom. She hoped it was him. A slight knock on the stall door told her it was, so she unlocked it. He walked in and quickly slid the lock closed behind him, pushing her up against the stall wall.
She let out a soft moan in his ear, knowing it drives him wild. His hands slid to her waist, but she pushed him back. Pressing him up against the wall, she slowly inched her hands down his waist and unfastened the belt around his pants. Loosening them, she slid her fingers into the waistband and grazed the sensitive skin above his growing length.
His eyes darkened, and she gave him a half smile as she slowly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them off of his waist. His hands slid to the bottom of her dress and started pulling it up, but she pushed them away again and gave him a look. “Uh uh.”
He groaned, but stopped short when the bathroom door opened again.
Her eyebrow raised. *This ought to be fun*, she thought.
She lowered down in front of him and took his length deep into her mouth, watching his face. He bit down on his lip, trying to stay silent as her tongue worked along him. Sliding her fingers along his leg, she lightly cupped his balls and gently squeezed. She pulled off of him until just his tip was in her mouth and she sucked hard.
He watched her and gave her a few minutes of playing with him before he lost his patience.
His hand found the back of her head and held her there as he thrust deep, hitting the back of her throat. She was about to protest him ruining her fun of being the dominator, but stopped short when he hauled her up onto her feet, pushed her against the stall with a light thud, hiked her dress up, and thrust into her.
The feeling was so amazing that she forgot she was trying to dominate him and let him take control. Her senses spun out of control as he repeatedly filled her. His hand quickly found her breast and popped her free. He tugged the straps off of her shoulders and released her other breast as well. His thumb stroked her sensitive nipple while his cock continued to dominate her. Taking a tender peak between his fingers, he tugged her, just the way she liked it. A groan slipped from her lips, which he immediately silenced by covering her mouth with his own.
His tongue danced in and out of her mouth and teased along her lips. She struggled to keep up with his pace as he seemed much more eager this time around. Her leg slinked around his waist, giving him better access. His breath quickened, and she knew he was close, so she tightened her leg against him, driving his dick deep into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back as the intensity became too much for her and her body shuddered around him. He bit her shoulder, spewing all of his pent up sexual frustration inside of her before leaning against her, breathing heavily.
The bathroom door opened again, and they weren’t sure if it was someone coming or going. They had quit paying attention.
He pulled away, and they cleaned themselves the best they could. One-by-one, they left the bathroom and continued to the party as if nothing happened.
**To read more about Celeste’s adventures, check out the link in my profile. This piece is published in Book 1 of From Celeste’s Lips by Celeste Rose.**
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