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being in the way is solved when I rip them right off her body.
    “Oh my god,” she whispers hoarsely as the material falls away.
    “That’s right, Jennifer,” I say, my words coming out as a growl. “Pray.”
    She’s so wet, it takes no effort. My cock slides all the way in and I roar like a pathetically sex-starved lion as the sensations overwhelm me.

CHAPTER NINE
    Jennifer

    I HAVE COMPLETELY LOST MY mind. I’m having sex with a near stranger in the back room of a nightclub. People could come walking by at any second, and I do. Not. Care. I have never been so turned on in my entire life.
    Holding onto his shirt is the only thing keeping me from falling to the ground. I can smell his cologne, his shampoo, his skin. It’s intoxicating. With every thrust he gives me, I meet him with one of my own. His dick is swollen and heavy. I’m being violated in the very best way. I can’t get enough. It’s never going to be enough. I’ve done it again, set myself up for a fall. But I’ll just go ahead and fall and worry about the consequences later.
    “Harder,” I beg.
    And he does exactly what I want. He nails me to the wall, grunting the entire time. I will probably have bruises on my back, but I will wear them with pride. Hurt soooo good, baby.
    “Is that what you want?” he asks as he pumps me over and over.
    “Yes … that’s … exactly … what … I … want…” I can barely breathe. I’m so close. When he talks to me and sounds so angry it only makes me wetter and hotter and closer to the end. It’s torture knowing it has to end and I want it to, but that I also don’t. I wish this feeling could go on forever, with the promise of extreme pleasure just around the corner, ready to consume me and make me forget everything but this.
    “You’re so hot … you’re so fucking hot,” he says against my neck. “I’m going to come. Fuck, I’m going to come and I don’t have a welly on.”
    “Pull out,” I say with not a lot of volume. I hate that he has to do that, but reality is what it is. I’m not ready to be a single mother.
    He yanks out of me and we both grab for his dick at the same time. I stroke it right along with him and watch as he unloads into his hand. Maybe it should be gross, but it’s not. It’s hot. I made that happen with just a few words and my body. It makes me feel incredibly sexy and powerful that I can bring a man like this to his knees. William is not the type to have sex in a nightclub hallway, I’m sure of that.
    I’m tingling with unspent passion and the knowledge that we just did this in the club, while hundreds of people are dancing not twenty feet away. I’ll probably never do it again, but I’m glad I did it this time. Now I just have to think about what to say to ease us through the awkward moment I feel coming on.
    “Your turn,” he says, wiping his hand off on a handkerchief that he pulled from his pocket.
    “What?” I look up at his dark expression.
    He gives me the most devilish look I have ever seen on a man, and then he drops to his knees.

CHAPTER TEN
    William

    NO ONE WHO HAS EVER known me or even met me would believe this story if they heard it. I don’t believe it myself, even as it’s actually happening. Call me crazy, call me swept away with the passion, but do not call me stupid. Burying my face in her pussy in the middle of that club was the best decision I made all night.
    She squeals with what sounds like a combination of surprise, fear, and delight as I lift her skirt and place my mouth on her.
    “William! What are you doing?!”
    Rather than answer with words, I let my tongue do the job of responding. I gently pull her lips apart with my thumbs to give myself better access. She’s thick with need and dripping with salty sweetness. Her nub stands out ready for my attentions. I lick, kiss, and suckle it, doing everything I can to hasten her satisfaction. We’re going to get caught if I don’t get down to business right away. I’ll save a