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I try to tell hily, and fuzzy all over

“Please,” I whisper

“Please what?” he snarls

“I’m sorry about the costumes”

“This has nothing to do with the costu a little brat”

He brings his other hand tonoise

His eyes widen as he pushes theh he’s never beenin his life

“You shouldn’t be doing this,” I whimper

He pauses, lips twitching “Are you saying you want me to stop?”

I try and scream yes, of course, but the words just won’t co erous… even if so any second and catch the star of theup one of the costume interns

What the heck would they say?

Would I get fired?

They’re definitely not going to let hio

“Soht catch us,” I murmur

“Not in here they won’t,” he growls, and suddenly his hands are on my hips

He drags me toward the door to the ladies’ room and shoves it open with his shoulder He pulls ainst the door

“Nobody can get in without us knowing about it,” he snarls, pinning ainst the door with his powerful hands

“But—”

“Enough,” he snaps “No more buts No more hesitation I need to taste you”

My clit tingles as he leans forward, his breath whispering over ainstinto the earth

I croak, my mouth paralyzed, as he kisses me harder

His tongue dances across h me

I try to will myself to kiss him back, to clutch onto him, to respond in any way