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“Even if it’s empty now, we can’t be in here! What if someone walks in and sees you? They’ll think you’re a total creep!” Christina argued, trying to shove him back toward the door.
Dn caught her hand, holding it still, a cheeky, challenging grin spreading across his face.
He leaned down, close to her ear, his voice dropping to a low, yful whisper. “Then I guess we should hide.”
“Hide?” Christina repeated,pletely baffled. “Where on earth are we going to hide?”
Taking advantage of her confusion, Dn quickly moved in and captured her mouth in a deep kiss.
Before she could fully process his intention, he had already pulled her firmly inside one of the toilet stalls and swiftly locked the narrow door behind them.
“We really cannot be doing this right now! If anyone finds us, this is going to be aplete mess,” Christina whispered urgently, her heart pounding a furious rhythm as she pushed against his chest.
“You were totally distracted. I have to punish you for that,” Dn murmured before his mouth found hers again in a hard, demanding kiss.
Christina had never known this kind of raw anxiety before. The terrifying feeling that they could be discovered at any second sharpened every one of her senses. Her heart hammered against her ribs.
His kiss was a sudden, dizzying drop; she was so disoriented she couldn’t even tell if the hammering she heard was his heart or her own.
Christina was usually brave, but this risky moment had reduced her to an uncharacteristic state of trembling anxiety. She had absolutely no map for this territory.
A huge part of her was paralyzed with fear, dreading the mortifying scene if the door flew open. Yet, the possibility of discovery was a shocking current of electricity running through her veins, a thrill she couldn’t deny.
It was a strange, addictive cocktail—excitement and pleasure expertly shaken with fear and panic. The entire experience felt like a crazy, wonderful dream.
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Christina’s brain was currently hosting a full-scale civil war. One part pushed firmly against his chest, desperate to avoid getting caught.
The other, more dominant part, melted right into his passionate kiss.
Without warning, Dn grabbed both her wrists, effortlessly pinning them above her head and pressing her back against the cool tile wall.
Her eyes were half-closed, her gaze hazy and lost. Her parted, dewy lips betrayed the shallow,bored rhythm of her breathing.
“Pay attention to me,” he murmured, his voice a lowmand.
“Dn, seriously, we can’t be doing this here. It’s too risky…”
Thest flicker ofmon sense forced the protest from her, but before the words could fully form, Dn took her lips again, expertly silencing her.
The ragged sound of their heavy breathing filled the small stall, creating a bubble of intense intimacy.
Pinned against the cool white tiles, Christina felt the strength drain from her legs like sand.
If Dn hadn’t been gripping her wrists, she wouldn’t have been able to stand.
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