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Chapter 7 Beast In Fucking You

The moment their eyes meet, her heart thumps fast, it’s not that she’s in love but the thought of... she seems like she has done something wrong behind Van’s.
She knew that they already had an agreement, but if she would not entertain any guy, they’re good. Besides, she’s just having a drink.
But why does she feel like she did something wrong?
“Gals, I just go to the bathroom.”
Lea and Chloe just nodded, and she stands up and walks through the bathroom.
Her body shivered as if someone is watching her every move. Sometimes, you will feel as if someone is eyeing you.
She heaved a deep sigh and set aside her thought. She’s not her boyfriend, to begin with.
“Relax, Arianna. You got this,” she whispered.
She cursed when she realized that she doesn’t know where the bathroom is. She then pokes the person near her and asks. But it seems like the emo girl didn’t hear it clearly because of the loud music. She repeats it, but this time, it’s louder.
“Just turn left,” the girl replied while pointing the way.
“Thanks.”
She followed the direction the girl gave her. She was about to twist the doorknob when someone grabs her left arm. And her eyes widened when she saw Van. But she composes herself and relaxes. Pretending that she’s not getting intimidated by his presence. “Hi,” she greeted, bubbly and tries not to stutter. “Fancy meeting you here,” she added.
Van’s grip on her arm tightened, and she winced. “Hey,” she tried to loosen it. “Van, get off,” she said.
“You’re with your friends, huh?” he said in a serious tone. He loosens his grip, but he never lets go of her.
“Of course, I am,” she answered. Is he blind?
“Why didn’t you tell me that you will go out?”
She chuckled. What’s the point? He’s not even her boyfriend. They’re just fuck buddies.
“As far as I remember, I’m not obliged to tell you wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, and whenever I want it to be. Don’t worry,” she moves closer to him. She touches his chest, “we’re just having some drink. It’s not that I’m flirting with other men,” she said in a sweet, flirty tone.
Van’s brows creased. He let go of her arm and snake his arms on her waist and pull her closer to him. She gasped as their body bump into each other, eyes on each other that symbolizes something. And it seems like she awakens something down there.
“Oops.” She pushed him and Van let go. “We’re not going to do our business here. Besides, I badly need to pee. Ciao!” she smiled and opened the door. She went inside, and she was about to close it when Van push it and get in. Her eyes widened when he locked the door.
“Van! get out,” she said and tries to push the guy away, but he seems like steel—hard and firm. He has broad shoulders and well-defined muscles and he’s six feet two inches tall.
She put her hands on her waist. “Please, get out,” she said.
He shook his head and said, “no.”
Arianna cursed. “Please. This is a lady’s bathroom, Van, for Pete’s sake.”
“You are going to leave me like this?” he said and took a glimpse of his lower part, “after you seduced me and make me hard?”
‘Hmm. I love his accent,’ she thought.
“Seduced you?” she asked and laugh. “I just touched you.”
“Yes, you touched me, but you did the sweet-talking and I won’t let my cock harden without doing you,” he said, seriously.
She arched an eyebrow. “I’m going to poo, so get out,” she said and turned her back to him. She was about to step forward when he suddenly clutched her behind and carry her.
She squeals, “Van!”
What if someone will hear her scream outside? Maybe those bouncers will kick her ass off the bar.
Van put her on the countertop. “Damn, you’re heavy,” she griped. He took off his gray t-shirt and put it beside her.
She hemmed and laughed. “Who told you to carry me, huh?” she mocked. “And I’m not heavy. I’m sexy, just so you know.”
He smirked and give her a kiss that makes her gasp. She then snakes her arms around his nape to deepen the kiss, but Van grabs it and tampered it on the mirror.
They shared drastic and warm kisses. Savoring each other seems like it was sweet icing on the top of a cake. His hands started to roam around her back, going to her thighs, up to her piles. He harshly caressed it and she’s loving it. He’s doing some scouring all over her body, without breaking the kiss.
He pushed down her dress, down to her waist and he moves next to his no-strap brassiere. She rests her palms on top of the tiled countertop, to give support. His kisses trailed down to her left ear, down to her neck, his left hand on the tip of her breast, tweaking it, hard. She moaned and arched her body to give him better access.
“They’ll h-hear us—ah… outside,” she said between her moans.
“The room,” his mouth envelops his left tip and sucked it, “is soundproof.”
She almost convulsed because of the tingling sensation growing in her stomach. “How… how did you—hmm… know?”
He stands up and meets her eyes. “Because I owned this.”
“What? I didn’t know that—”
“Now you know,” he said and smirked. He then continues to kiss her again. Leaving his two palms above her pile, between his fingers were her tips. He bends down and sucked it, he let her breasts meet at the center and sucked her tips concurrently.
She groaned.
He pulled up her dress and let it rest on her waist. He took off her undies as he found her cleft. He pushed her gently and her elbow is now giving her body support.
Van gave soft kisses on her left thigh then later, he slides one finger inside her core, which makes her moan louder.
His finger started to enter back and forth, slowly at first then it goes in and out, faster and faster. Their eyes met. “You like it?” he asked first.
She bit her lip, trying to hold herself from moaning. She nodded.
“I’m… near. Hmm,” she said and reached her first climax.
Arianna thought that Van will already stop when he was done playing with her jewel. But she was wrong. Her hand grabbed his hair as he suddenly envelops her pussy with his mouth. She groaned, loudly.
He sipped her core, and his tongue explored her depths.
She groaned again.
He hungrily sucked her pearl and his tongue is swirling around her jewel.
She then cum.
He composes himself and remove her belt and pushed his pants down to his knees.
She gasped when she saw his toy harden.
Van touched it, pull her closer and her most precious jewel welcomed his shaft.
They both moaned as their body exchanged pleasures.
He thrust deeply, moving back and forth, digging deep within.
She encircles her arms around her neck. Her piles were flustered on his chest and it gave warmth to her body.
They were both enjoying it. He closes his eyes as if he feels the electrifying sensation their body makes. His palms rested on her pile and caresses it gently.
“You took your pills… have you?” he asked between his every thrust.
She just nodded and closes her eyes.
Van thrusts faster, harder, and deeper until she feels his juices explode inside. He carried her and put her down. He then moved her as she faces the mirror and Van gripped her waist.
He gently pushed apart her legs using his feet. And roughly thrust behind and moved swiftly. They can loudly hear their moans and the sound of their bodies, colliding.
Through the exploration of the wild, they both cum. All through it, every moment with Van, sharing time intimately, will all be part of her intriguing life.
They finished their session without interruptions. They have luck because no one dares to enter the room.
“Van,” she called. The guy was busy putting up his belt.
“What?” he asked and rest her hand on both sides of the counter, caging her.
“This is not a public restroom, isn’t it?”
If it is the restroom for everyone, there must be people who will knock outside to make their kinds of stuff. They have lots of customers and her friends will already be finding her at that phase time.
He smirked. “Exactly what I thought. You’ll be going to ask about it. No. It’s not.”
She throws a light punch in his chest. “You beast.”
“Beast in fucking… you?” he asked, and the side of his lips twitched up.
“Crazy,” she mumbled. She faced the mirror and fix herself. “I need to go. My friends might be wondering why I stayed up longer.”
He smirked and replied, “Sure.”
Why does she feel like there is something behind his smirking face? She squinted her eyes.
“You know what Van? I am a keen observer. I know that there’s something you need to tell me.”
He chuckled. “Your friends already went home.”
Her eyes widened and she fidgets. “What? That’s impossible.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Then see it for yourself.”
She then rushes out through the place where they last saw them. To her dismay, they are gone, and Van is telling the truth. She wandered around and hoped that they just go for a dance or something, but she found none. She stomps her feet and pulls some strands of her hair out of frustration.
“How can I get home?” she whispered.
She needs to see Van—that asshole. He is getting on her nerves already. Damn, that guy! Shouts the corner of her mind.
She did not fail to see him. Van was climbing upstairs when she called him, “Van!” but it seems like he did not hear it. The man is still climbing and the music was flashy. Those loud noises make her more furious. She called him once more, then he stopped. She climbs up and left two steps between them.
“What?” Van asked, brows raised.
“What did you do to my friends?”
“Huh? I didn’t do anything.”
“Liar.”
She went near him and grabbed the collar of his shirt and does not care if she got attention.
Van lowered down as she pulls him.
“Whoa, chill down tigress.” He then gently removes her grip on his collar and puts her hands down. “Here’s the scenario,” he started. “When you bring down your gaze into mine, I climb down. Seems like you make an excuse to go to the bathroom.” He smirked. “I’ve talked to them that I will be the one to take you home, and they said yes,” he explained.
“You make them believe you that fast?” I asked. He nodded and bit his lower lip to hold himself not to laugh.
“Liar. You did it that fast?” she laughed, sarcastically. “You’re not Flash to make things in a rush. Do not fool the hell out of me. My friends will never leave me, and they will not leave me in this place, alone,” she said and gritted her teeth out of frustration.
“Is that so? Call them if you want. Whether you like it or you want it…”
She raised her left eyebrow. Huh? Where are the choices?
“—you’re going home with me, baby,” he said and winked at her.