"Are you ready babe?" Brad asks as he pops his head into the washroom.
I finish applying my lipstick then face him. He goes silent, his mouth forming an 'o' shape. "Yes." I bat eyes at him.
"Jesus." He smiles hungrily as he looks me up and down.
"Cmon! We better go or we'll be late. Don't want them thinking we got caught up." I giggle.
He takes my hand as we leave. We take a cab to the restaurant. Tonight's the end of tour celebration, a fancy dinner with everyone involved. I look over at Brad and feel a bit overwhelmed by what he's wearing. He's in all black, my favorite. His eyes catch mine.
He chuckles. "Speechless too, huh?" I nod.
We arrive at the place and head to the reserved table. I breathe a sigh of relief as I see that not everyone is here. We greet some of the crew and then the boys. As soon as we sit down, Brad moves his chair close to mine. I raise a brow but he just smiles.
We order once everyone has arrived. As we wait for our food, Brad places a hand on my thigh. He then moves it higher, little by little. I look at him and his face is completely composed. He chats with boys, his hand still on me. All of a sudden, he rubs me through my thong. My body jerks so I try to play it off. The other boys look my way.
"It's chilly in here, isn't it?" I ask, a bit nervously.
"I'd say it's pretty warm", Connor says.
"You cold babe?" Brad faces me, a slight smirk appearing on his face.
"Maybe a little." I take a deep breath in. Hopefully he'll stop.
They carry on their conversation and Brad continues touching me. Great. He slips two fingers in without warning. Oh my God. I squeeze my legs together in attempt to block him out but that only drives his fingers in deeper. I bite down on my lips, making sure no sounds leave. He moves onto my clit, causing me to grip very hard on his arm. I try my hardest not to squirm so much in my seat but fail.
"Are you okay Y/N?" James asks.
"Yeah, just uh..excuse me, I'll be right back." I get up and go to the washroom. I breathe a sigh of relief. Glad I was able to get out of there because I'd rather not orgasm in front of all the people Brad works with.
My phone vibrates, it's a text from the little devil himself. Couldn't handle the heat? I'll help you put it out ;)
What does he think he's doing? Is he planning to go inside the women's washroom?
Just then, the door opens and there he is. "Why did you leave?" he asks, pouting.
"I'm pretty sure it's not appropriate to do that, especially in front of others!" I yell.
He comes closer to me. "I'm sorry. But you're not playing fair! I can't resist, you look so good. And you love it when I tease you."
"Brad-"
"I'll be polite by letting you cum. You were getting soaked pretty quickly with only my fingers. I love that I can do that to y-"
I cut him off with a kiss. I pull away then push him into a stall. He closes the lid and sits down. I slip out my dress and my thong. I take a seat on his lap. "Finish me off", I demand.
He unzips his dress pants and pulls them down. "Reach into my pockets." I take a condom out but instead of handing it to him, I slip it on his cock slowly. He grits his teeth.
I make it more painful for him as I slowly lower myself. He gets impatient and grabs my hips, pulling me down on him. My mouth drops open as his entire length enters me. "Brad", I whimper.
He takes in a short breath. "You're so tight babe."
"What if someone walks in?" I turn my head and notice that we didn't lock the stall.
"Relax, this will be a quickie. And if they do, well, they can look away."
I shake my head. He is so crazy. "So you wouldn't mind someone catching us?"
"Not really. It makes it more exciting and the adrenaline feels nice. I mean, imagine someone walking in on me pounding into you like this." He thrusts deep into me with full force and I scream. "Shhh. We don't want to alarm others."
I cover my mouth but he replaces my hand with his. I look at him confused.
"You can make all the noises you want as I fuck you so hard, but no more screaming."
Okay then. I begin riding him, grabbing onto his shoulders for leverage. I watch his face and smile as he scrunches it. He sucks on my nipples as I bounce on his dick. I moan loudly against his hand.
"Fuck it." He removes his hand and places both on my waist to pull me up and down.
I grind my hips against him, the pleasure intensifying. He moves his hands onto my ass, grabbing it roughly. Just how I like it. I moan his name as loud as I can.
"How does my cock feel inside you?" he breathes into my ear.
"So good, so big." He moans as I let the words roll off my tongue.
We move in sync, beginning to breathe heavily. "Are you close?" he asks.
"Yes, don't stop."
His quickens up his pace, sending us both over the edge. He throws his head back, eyes shut tight, moaning my name very loudly. I gasp. "It's pretty obvious. I'm sure our table knew from you squirming." A wide smirk appears on his face.
I playfully hit him. "Thank you anyways." I tangle my fingers into his curls as we try to catch our breaths.
He looks into my eyes and smiles. "Anytime, any place with you."
