I bit my lips so hard that the taste of blood was evident in my mouth. I had done my best to keep my voice down, but I was sure that my moans and groans had slipped out. Three girls had come into the bathroom, and each of them took much longer than necessary to wash their hands and fix their makeup. Since when did a bathroom become a gossip center? Silas seemed to not mind their presence at all. His skillful hands dragged my o****m on and on to the point that I felt like passing out. When I finally came, it was the most intense I had ever had.
My body went limp against his, my legs felt weak, and I struggled to catch my breath. "Good girl," he cooed, placing soft kisses on my shoulder. Silas turned me around against the wall and placed a soft kiss on my lips. With a smirk, he brought his
