My legs were still trembling when he dragged me out of the stall, my panties hanging from his fingers like a trophy. The air outside was cooler, but it didn’t help — I was burning from the inside out. He didn’t even look at me as he shoved me toward the back door, his grip bruising my wrist.
The alley was dim and smelled faintly of smoke and rain. Trash bins lined one side, shadows pooling between them. He pushed me against the cold brick wall, his body blocking mine, his breath ragged.
“You think I’m done with you?” he growled into my ear. His voice was low enough to make my knees nearly buckle.
I shook my head, but my mouth betrayed me. “Please…”
His hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back just enough for his mouth to graze my jaw. “You’re begging me in the same breath you’re sh
