Chapter 3:
The Dare & The Aftermath
The east wing bathroom was tucked away like a secret, lights dim and flickering faintly under the motion sensors. Leo pulled me inside the largest stall at the end, locking the door with a decisive click that echoed in the empty space. My back hit the cool tiled wall instantly. Our mouths crashed together no more slow teasing. This kiss was hungry, desperate, tongues sliding hot and deep, teeth nipping. I moaned into him, tasting want and adrenaline.
His hands were everywhere. He yanked my top over my head, tossing it aside, then unhooked my bra with one smooth motion. My breasts spilled free, n*****s already tight and aching. Leo groaned at the sight, cupping both roughly, thumbs circling the sensitive peaks. “f**k, Aria… you’re perfect,” he rasped
