Forbidden Love (18+)

"Use her."

Kaitlin

Lewis wasn't much of a dater, I knew that. I wasn't ready for a relationship right now anyways, so I was just having fun with him. It was nice to be carefree sometimes, or so I like to think. The idea of having someone to call mine and for them to be proud to have me was always in the back of my mind. 

His brunette hair was messy now. "I can't believe you decided to wear a dress to ride rollercoasters." He states, running a hand through his hair.

"It's still a date." I chuckle.

He glances down at me as we walk side by side to the next ride. "I'm still going to want to fuck you if you're wearing jeans, K." He smirks, nudging me from the side.

Lewis is my best friend, he really is, but he's also the biggest dick I've ever met. I know what he does to have the money he has, but it isn't my decision or place to say anything. "You'd fuck anything with a pulse." I agree.

He scoffs. "Hence why I'm sleeping with you, huh?" He teases me. I roll my eyes at his horrible sense of humour.

"What about this one?" I ask, pointing at the largest ride in the park. Lewis looks up at how high it was and then nods his head, and I watch as he glances down at the queue — the queues were always the only problem with these places. "Want to get some food first? Hopefully the line will have gone down?" I ask him.

Lewis nods. "Sure. What do you want?" He asks.

"Burger King?" I suggest. He doesn't seem too pleased with the answer. "Or not.  What about Maccies? Or that pub that's on site here." I continue, hoping to please him with one of them suggestions.

Lewis glances down at me. "Pub sounds good." He agrees. I smile and walk beside him towards where the building is — of course this alcoholic would pick the pub.

Dick.

And then suddenly we're walking underneath a little bridge and there's some toilets here that are shut for maintenance — and I'm pulled into the toilets.

Lewis lifts me onto the sink and I chuckle. "I'm here to ride the rides, not you." I whisper, but his lips are already on my neck and his hands are already sliding up my black dress.

My worried eyes look over his shoulder to make sure that no one is in here — but it's been shut for a while, and it's so dark that if anyone walked past, they wouldn't see us.

"I don't want you to ride me. I want to fuck you in here until you're screaming like you was on that last ride." He whispers against my neck.

"Lewis." I chuckle, placing my hands on his shoulders to stay steady.

He leans back then, eyes finding mine. "If you tell me you don't want me to make you cum right now, then I'll stop." He places a kiss on my forehead then.

I can't tell him that because making me cum was the only thing he was good at. "I want to cum." I swallow, already feeling the need for him to make me orgasm.

And that was all it took for him fuck me senseless in the public toilets.

•••

Adam

Brett was sitting behind his desk, typing away on his computer, doing whatever it is that he does on that thing. "I don't understand what the problem is." He mutters under his breath. He's busy, I can see that. 

"He isn't showing up to the lectures. How am I supposed to get to him if he's nowhere to be seen?" I ask but it was a rhetorical question, we both knew that.