Nikita
Flinching, I hopped off of Mike's c**k and a gasp of shock escaped my lips. "Shit." I groaned. The banging continued and I rolled my eyes, picking my clothes from off the floor. Mike stood to his feet, a deep frown on his face.
"What the heck?" He grumbled, pulling his underwear up.
"Nikita!" The voice outside called, identifying as Flash. His knocking intensified.
I zipped my top back on and pulled my mini skirt up. "Wait up Flash, just a second." I yelled on the top of my voice, waiting for Mike to get properly dressed. I could not understand the sudden anger that seemed to have over powered him. I knew he was mad from not busting his nuts into my ass but that wasn't the source of the look on his face.
When Mike was done, I hurried to unlock the door. I assumed it was import
