JIVE into the sweet music that lingers inside the club, Isla sipped into her bottle. Becca is enjoying her night by talking to a man whom she met on her way to the restroom.
Zero on the other hand was talking to a guy named Fred. Now, she was left with her beer. It feels like she was ignored.
She heaved a deep sigh and drank the bottle of beer that she was holding. When she saw it, she didn’t even drink the other half while Becca already drank four or five bottles since they started.
“Isla…” Becca called her name, at last.
She arched her brow. “What?”
Becca chuckled and say something to the guy which makes the latter nod. Becca went closer to her and whispered something in her ear. “Are you sure you’re gonna be fine?”
She moved away and stared at her. “Why—”
“Well,” Becca interrupted and looked in Zero’s direction which she followed then gazed back at her.
“So, what are you implying?” she asked.
Becca stood up and shook her head. “Nothing. If I were you—”
“Don’t start, Becca. Just enjoy this night. Your guy is waiting,” she interrupted.
Becca let out a chuckle. “Yeah, sure. Enjoy your moment… with yourself,” she mocked.
She just rolled her eyes and stood up.
“Where are you going?” Becca asked.
“Restroom,” she replied and started to walk her way toward the restroom.
She admits, she’s getting bored and she badly wanted to go home and rest. She took a deep breath and sighed as she pushed the door of the lady’s restroom. She was about to close it when a hand stopped the door.
She looked up and saw Zero which makes her gasp. “What are you doing here?” she asked when Zero pushed the door gently as he stepped inside.
Zero didn’t reply and just keep on piercing his eyes on her. She moved backward when Zero closes the door and locked it.
It was at that moment that she knew what Zero wants.
“G-Becca might seek—”
“She won’t,” he replied, huskily. “And why are you leaving without telling?”
She arched her brow and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Why should I—”
“We had an agreement and who knows who if you’re gonna find other men—”
“What?” she scoffed. “Ain’t like you, Zero.”
Zero smirked and walked forward which makes her move backward until her bum bumped into the edge of the counter tile.
Isla moaned when Zero rubbed his fingers in her most precious part. She then helped him to remove her panty and Zero rolled it and took it off her.
She leaned backward to give Zero a better view of her wet pussy. Zero then wet his lips as he stared at it. He kneeled and let his face equal her pussy. He suddenly lashed his tongue over the cleft of her center, hands were holding the side of her thighs.
She shivered and moaned out loud.
Oh, how Zero wanted to hear her moan again and again so he kept on savoring her until she convulsed. However, he couldn’t wait any further. He stood up, pulled down his trousers, and briefly, he then plunged deep.
‘Fuck the condom,’ he cursed inside him.
He thrust deep and wild, hands were in her buds, rubbing it.
Isla cursed inside her head because she seems like she wants to urinate. It’s the first thing that she must do earlier but Zero shows up and now they’re fucking.
Zero pushed her hips a little bit higher while he keeps on thrusting inside her. His left hand went above her right breast. Hold into it then squeeze it which makes Isla to moaned.
“Ah… Ah… Oh…” she roared and doesn’t mind if someone might hear her. She can’t just let it go or hold it.
“Faster, Zero… Oh…” she uttered between her moan.
Zero smirked and plunged deeper. The colliding of their body echoed inside the restroom.
Zero could feel that he was about to cum that’s why he withdrew his shaft before he could spit his juice inside her.
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