The bathroom was still warm with our shared heat, the air heavy with the scent of us. I held Aeri close, my hands gripping her ass as I moved my cock slowly inside her, savoring the afterglow of my orgasm.
"Arghhh, yeahhh..." I groaned, my voice low, feeling her pussy still tight and slick around my dick, a perfect fit that made my head spin.
"Ahh... Ezra..." Aeri moaned, her voice soft and shaky, her eyes glistening with tears of pleasure.
Her pussy was leaking, a mix of her juices and my cum dripping down, my dick still buried deep inside her. Her body trembled slightly, her naked chest pressed against me, her mini skirt bunched around her waist like a reminder of how wild this moment was.
"Aeri... my love... come here," I said, my voice tender now.
I slid my hands up her back, pulling her closer, and kissed her deeply, my eyes closing as I lost myself in her. She kissed me back, her lips soft but eager, her hands resting on my shoulders, grounding me in this perfect, stolen moment.
*Clack.* The bathroom door swung open, and the sound of two guys talking broke through our haze. Their voices were loud, carefree, like they had no idea we were here. Aeri froze in my lap, her eyes widening as their conversation spilled into the small space.
"Dude, that carnival ride was insane!" one guy said, his voice carrying a laugh. "The wind was so strong, I swear I saw this woman’s black panties when her skirt flew up. Total accident, but damn, what a view."
Aeri’s face flushed a deep red, her body tensing against me. I glanced at her, realizing they were talking about *her*—her black panties, her skirt, the moment we’d been out there earlier. She buried her face in my shoulder, clearly embarrassed, and I couldn’t help but smirk, though I kept quiet.
"Damn, I see," the other guy said, chuckling. "I wish I’d gotten to see it. Was she hot?"
"Hell yeah, she was hot as fire," the first guy replied, his voice full of enthusiasm. "Had a guy with her, probably her boyfriend. Lucky bastard."
I pouted at the door, a weird mix of emotions swirling in my chest. Part of me wanted to laugh—it was kind of funny, them talking about Aeri like that without knowing we were right here. But another part felt protective, maybe even a little jealous. Aeri’s fingers tightened on my shoulders, her face still hidden, and I could feel her getting more flustered by the second.
"That dude must be having it great at night," the second guy said, his voice dripping with envy.
"She had large tits he must be sucking on, and that ass he can hold and fuck. I’m jealous, man." the first guy said.
Aeri let out a tiny, mortified squeak, barely audible, and I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I rubbed her back gently, trying to ease her embarrassment, but I was feeling the same weird mix of pride and irritation. These guys had no idea.
"Ahh, I’m getting hard just imagining that woman," the first guy said, his voice muffled as he moved toward the urinal. "I’d love to fuck her."
"You’ve got a girlfriend already," his friend teased, heading for the door. "Should I tell her you’re out here drooling over some random chick?"
"Oye, are you an idiot?" the first guy called out, his voice panicked as he ran after his friend. *Clack.* The door swung shut behind them, leaving the bathroom quiet again.
"Sighhhh..." Aeri let out a long, relieved breath, her body relaxing against me. She lifted her head, her cheeks still pink, and gave me a shy, embarrassed smile. "Oh my God, Ezra, that was so awkward," she whispered, her voice a mix of amusement and mortification.
The bathroom was quiet again, the echo of those guys’ crude voices fading, but their words still burned in my head. Aeri was still straddling me, her body warm and soft against mine, her mini skirt bunched up and her bare chest pressed close.
She looked at me, her eyes soft but curious, a small smile playing on her lips. "Should we also leave, Ezra?" she asked, her voice light, teasing, like she was ready to slip back into the world outside.
But then she stopped, her smile faltering as she caught the look on my face.
My jaw was tight, my cheeks hot, and I could feel the heat bubbling inside me—jealousy, anger, and something else I couldn’t quite name. Those guys talking about her like that, imagining her, wanting her—it lit a fire in me I didn’t expect.
"What happened?" Aeri asked, her hands sliding up to cup my cheeks. Her smile returned, softer now, like she could see right through me. Her thumbs brushed my skin, and her touch was gentle, but it only made the burn inside me flare hotter.
I didn’t answer right away, just gave her a sideways glance, my face red, my chest tight. I was trying to keep it together, but the way those guys had talked about her—about her body, her panties, her everything—had me all messed up.
"Ohh, wait, don’t tell me," Aeri said, her smile turning playful, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You’re feeling jealous, aren’t you?"
I clenched my jaw, looking away for a second before meeting her gaze.
"You were enjoying that... didn’t you?" I asked, my voice low, a little sharper than I meant it to be. I wasn’t mad at her—not really—but the thought of her liking the attention stung.
"Why... do you ask?" she teased, leaning closer, her tone light and taunting. Her fingers trailed down my neck, and that glint in her eyes told me she knew exactly what she was doing, poking at my jealousy like it was a game.
"Let me show you why," I said, my voice rough, the heat in my chest taking over.
I moved fast, pushing her gently but firmly off my lap, making her stand. Before she could say anything, I spun her around, guiding her to the steel door. Her hands pressed against the cool metal, her back to me, her body tense with surprise.
"Ahm... Ezra!?" she said, tilting her head back to look at me, her voice a mix of shock and curiosity. Her eyes were wide, but there was a spark of excitement there too.
I stepped behind her, my hands finding her hips, then sliding down to grab her ass, pulling it back toward me. Her mini skirt was still hiked up, barely covering anything, and the sight of her —pressed against the door, vulnerable but so damn gorgeous—made my pulse race.
"You’re mine, Aeri," I murmured, my voice low, almost a growl. I pressed myself closer, my body against hers, letting her feel how much I wanted her. "Not some random guy’s fantasy."