No fucking way

Autumn's standpoint

Mordecai pushed me into his bedroom, hungrily meshing his mouth against mine, his hands traveling up my sides to work on finding the opening of my jacket. You'll think after the sex in the public restroom and his car, he would be tired. But if there's one thing I've learned from two weeks of intense sexual intimacy with him, it is that Mordecai is never satisfied. Maybe it was the rush of new sex, I don't know, but he's always ready to shove his dick into me no matter the place.

What led to this? Well, he took me out for dinner just so he could pull me to the restroom and enjoy the thrill of having sex in a place where we might be caught and humiliated. Then on our way back, he pinned me to the backseat and had another go. I thought it was over, I was exhausted from work, the press I had to deal with all day, the wedding plans, and then he just had to tire me out. Yet, even as he pulled me to his bedroom, I couldn't complain because my body didn't seem to mind the