Chapter 95: Look How Wet You Are

KEIRA’s POV

The one thing I had never imagined I would be doing was begging for sex in a restaurant toilet stall. This was unlike me, but my body refused to listen to reason. I had been riled up and needed to be satiated. There was no way I could wait until we eventually left the restaurant.

My hands were planted firmly on his chest, and as I slid them downwards, I could feel him flinch from my touch.

"Clint," I whispered his name.

He twitched, and his reaction excited me greatly. I knew what he liked. I knew he got riled up whenever I said his name. I was fully aware of how much I drove him wild. But the same could be said for me. His gaze alone was enough to send me to my knees.

My hands brushed against his belt and slid down until I could feel the swollen part of his pants.

He was hard.

I went down on him immediately.

"Keira, do you really want to do this here?" Clint asked as his hands grazed my hair.

I looked up at him, and his gaze made me shudder. His eyes were drooped and fi