Forbidden Cravings

The bathroom was a small, heated world of our own, the steel door cold and unyielding in front of Aeri. My jealousy was still burning, a tight knot in my chest, and I pressed myself closer, my hands gripping her naked ass under her bunched-up mini skirt.

"You’re mine, Aeri," I said, my voice low and serious, almost a growl. I arched over her back, my lips brushing her ear as I spoke. "Not some random guy’s fantasy."

I rubbed my dick against her pussy, feeling the slick heat of her, still wet from before. My hands slid under her, groping her big boobs, kneading them gently as I pressed my chest against her back. Her skin was warm, soft, and the way she leaned into me made my head spin.

"Ahhm..." Aeri moaned softly, her body reacting to the slow tease of my cock against her labia. Her voice was shaky, but there was a hint of a smile in it, like she was enjoying this too much. She tilted her head back, catching my eye. "So you do feel jealousy, huh?" she asked, her tone teasing, her lips curving into a playful smirk.

I stared at her, my face still hot, my jaw tight. "You think this is some kind of joke?" I said, my voice sharp, though my hands never stopped moving, squeezing her boobs, my hips grinding against her ass.

I was caught between wanting to laugh with her and wanting to make her understand how much those guys’ words had gotten under my skin.

Aeri’s smile faltered, her cheeks flushed and a little sweaty now. "No, I mean... we can’t help what others say," she said, her voice softer, a nervous edge to it. She was trying to smooth things over, but her body was still pressed against me, her hips subtly rocking back to meet my movements of my dick. "It’s just talk, Ezra."

I leaned in, my lips brushing her neck, tasting the faint salt of her skin as I kissed her, slow and deliberate. "But you were enjoying it," I said, my voice low, accusing. "When that guy said how hot you are, how big your ass and boobs are, how he wants to fuck you even though he’s got a girlfriend." My hips pressed harder, my dick sliding along her slick labia, teasing her entrance. My hands kneaded her big basket ball like boobs, thumbs brushing her nipples, and I could feel her shiver under me.

"Ahh.." Aeri let out a soft laugh, her hands reaching back to cup my cheeks, her fingers warm against my flushed face. "Well, every woman craves a little attention from strangers," she said, her voice light but honest, like she was admitting something small. "And who doesn’t love being praised? It’s not that serious, Ezra." Her whisper was soft, almost soothing, as my cock teased her, rubbing against her folds, making her breath hitch.

I narrowed my eyes, the jealousy flaring again. "See, I knew it. You did enjoy it," I said, my voice rough. I leaned down, biting her shoulder—not hard, just enough to make her feel it.