Chapter 52: Pushing me on the Edge (R-18)
"Relax, my puppy," Sara said, her voice low and sultry, her dark eyes glaring into mine, seductive and sharp as she pinned me against the washroom door. "We’re just... catching up," she added, smirking slow, popping her bubble gum loud.
Her maroon dress hugged her tight, her black jacket slipping down her arms, her boots nudging my feet apart as she leaned in closer.
I exhaled hard, my breath shaky, confusion twisting in my gut as I stood there, trapped. *Play along,* I thought, my hands flexing against the cold metal door behind me, my heart thudding fast. No way out—not with her like this, her smirk daring me to try something stupid.
"What the hell are you upto—" I started, my voice low, but she cut me off quick.
"Ahh, fuck... don’t look at me like that," she said, her tone flipping fast, needy now, her eyes flickering as she lunged forward. "I’ll lose it..." Her lips crashed into mine, hard and hungry, locking tight, her tongue pushing in without waiting.
The kiss was messy, her gum still in her mouth, her breath hot and sweet from that fancy coffee drink, her hands sliding down my chest fast.
She fumbled with my belt, her fingers yanking at the buckle, the metal clinking loud as she unzipped my pants in one quick pull, letting them drop to my knees.
My shirt rustled, my boots scuffing the tile as I tensed up, her hands everywhere. With one hand, she cupped my cheek—her palm warm, a little sweaty—tilting my face as she kissed me deeper, slower now, her tongue pushed her gum into my mouth.
"Keep it in there," she said, pulling back just enough to smirk, her voice teasing. "I took a new one after coffee—it’s fresh." The gum sat awkward in the corner of my mouth, sticky and unchewed, her taste lingering as she grinned.