"N-no! You can't! That... That place is for..." I protested as I struggled to break free from his firm grip.
"Don't say it. If you say his name... I'll punish you."
"What? Y-you... How do you know so much?!" I panicked as my face turned red from the realisation. It's obvious he even knew about his feelings for Rayson.
No... P-perhaps he just put two and two together. Yeah, I'm sure! I can just lie and say I have no idea what he's... Ah! I messed up! I already dug my grave! I gave myself up when I asked him how he knew.
I mentally groaned as I felt Doyle's grip around my waist loosen. I then tried to escape but was pulled to face him.
Doyle had a serious expression on his face as he stared at me with his hot gaze. I felt my stomach burn with a feeling akin to embarrassment as I held onto his gaze.
"Len... I know... a lot about you." Doyle said as he pulled my body towards him. I didn't resist this time as my thoughts wandered. What did he mean?
My attention was snapped back to reality when I felt his calloused hands caressing my buttocks. I pulled myself away from him as his hands then roamed my chest.
His thumbs brushed against my nipples causing me to moan. I immediately covered my mouth with both hands as Doyle grinned. He continued to tease my nipples until they grew sore and red.
I wanted to hit him so badly but couldn't as my body felt weak from arousal. When he stopped fondling my chest, I was about to use the opportunity to hit him but was shocked when he brought his mouth to my chest and engulfed my right nipple.
"Hiieee! Gnnnn~ Doyle!" I moaned as my voice escaped my lips.
He was suckling on my right nipple while his left hand stroked my left one. My back arched into him as I felt his strong arm supporting my back.
Doyle then swapped to my left nipple, causing me to grab onto his neck. I moaned into his ear as he continued to tease me, sending shock waves upon shock waves down my spine.
He continuously teased my nipples, alternating between the two as I moan from ecstacy. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold back my voice as I felt my body shiver.
Before I realised, I had climaxed and all of my juices were splattered against Doyle's face. When I peeled my eyes open, I trembled from fear.
He isn't going to hit me because I cummed on him, was he?
I dared a look at his face, only to find him licking his lips. Some of my juices had landed near his mouth and he was licking it almost as if he was eating a dessert.
"A... ah.... Doyle... that... I... I'm sorry..." I muttered beneath my breath as I hesitated. I finally reached for the toilet roll, grabbing a few sheets as I wiped my hot liquid off of his handsome face.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. If anything... you should be sorry that we are pressed for time."
"What..." I asked before I felt his lips against mine once more. By now, our lips had been joined countless times and I grew to enjoy the sensation of our tongues entwining together.
I moaned into his mouth as I threw my arms around his neck, my fingers ran through his silky locks. His kiss was gentle and a little frantic. I enjoyed the long and deep kisses we shared in the short moment we were linked.
Doyle then pulled away from me as we both gasped for air. Our faces were still close and I could see the length of his eyelashes. I felt his breath tickle my cheek as I averted my eyes bashfully.
I then felt my body being propped upwards, held by Doyle's strong hands. My bare skin felt hot beneath his touch.
"What are you..." I hesitantly asked as I felt Doyle's hard and slick member pressed against my entrance.
"N-no! This! This place is reserved for Rayson!" I gasped, struggling to get away from him.
"Tsk. That guy again... I've had enough." Doyle huffed, anger laced his words as he pulled me close to him and pressed his lips against mine. I struggled to break out of his grip but found myself melting into his kiss.
He took that opportunity to press my lower half onto his shaft, sending shock waves down my spine. I broke the kiss as I gasped from his length.
"Fuck... its so tight! Len... relax your body!" Doyle breathed heavily. I shivered as I shook my head, eyes tearing up.
"N... no... I can't... Its... too big... I... I'm scared..." I said, tears now spilling down my cheeks. I'm sure my face was a mess, but my butt felt like it was being forcibly split apart.
"Len... hold on." Doyle said as he propped me to lean against the cubicle door.
I threw my arms around his neck as I felt him lifting me in his muscular arms. I breathed in his musky scent when I suddenly felt a tickle under my foot.
"Ah... Ahahahaha.... Hehe..." I laughed as the ticklish sensation from my foot made me giddy.
That was when I felt Doyle shoved his full length within me. I gasped as my arms clung tighter onto his neck.
"Aaah.... Haa.... B... Big...." I gasped, my voice muffled as my face burrowed into his neck.
"Hnnn... it's so tight... and warm..." Doyle groaned as I held onto him tighter. My nails dug into his back as I felt the tears starting to fall once more.
"Len... are you okay? ...Don't worry. I'll be gentle." I heard Doyle's low voice ring in my left ear as I nodded my head slowly.
He didn't move for a moment as he let my body adjust to his size. I then leaned back against the cubicle door as I examined his face, cupping it in my hands as I slowed my breath.
Doyle broke into a small smile as he leaned in and kissed me. He then began moving his hips slowly, making me gasp from the feeling of his length.
His slow rhythm sent waves of electricity within my body as I felt my lower half memorising his shape. Noo... this... wasn't supposed to happen...
"Nnoo... Stop... moving... I can't..." I moaned as I grasp onto his white shirt. My legs curled around his waist as I unknowingly pulled him closer.
"You're... supposed... to say that... it feels good." Doyle groaned into my ear, sending a tingly sensation to my stomach.
I stared at his face as I bit onto my lower lips. His face was flushed and sweat was beading on his forehead. His eyes were intense and he was focusing his gaze solely on me. I felt a sense of belonging and excitement wash over me as I relished in the idea of him wanting me so badly.
My moans then escaped my lips time and again as his thrusts began to grow stronger and harder. I leaned into him as I moaned against his chest.
"Noo... it's... too... faaasssttt~" I moaned as he pumped his hot shaft deeper and stronger within me. His member pulsated strongly against my walls and I knew what was coming.
"Tsk... Len... I'm... I'm CUMMING!" Doyle exclaimed as he pulled out, his member then pulsated as his thick liquid sprayed across my inner thighs and stomach.
I breathed heavily as my eyes stayed fixated on him. I loved his expression. He looked dashing even while sweating... Wait, no!
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts of that vile statement when Doyle sat back onto the toilet bowl. My legs touched the cold linoleum as I watched his haggard expression sighing.
My heart twinged with a sharp pain as I worried that he had regretted his actions. I immediately opened my mouth to voice my thoughts, not sparing him a single word.
"Just... just think of today as an accident! The... there is no need to think too much of it!" I said as I grabbed my clothes. I moved to throw on my attire that had been strewn across the ground, only for Doyle to corner me against the door.
"I won't permit that."
"What?"
"This... today. It's not a mistake. I won't let you get away that easily."
"..."