“Fuck,” he growled, voice tight. “This pussy is so fucking tight and wet. Gripping my cock like it’s been waiting for it all day.”

He started fucking me in steady, hard strokes, each one pushing me forward against the toilet. One of his hands stayed on my hip while the other slid up under my bunched skirt and gripped my ass. He squeezed it hard, spreading me a little more so he could watch his cock disappear into my pussy.

“You don’t get to come until I say so,” he said, voice rough with every thrust. 

I moaned softly, trying to keep it quiet even though the bathroom door was...