"Relax, my puppy," Sara said, her voice low and sultry, her dark eyes glaring into mine, seductive and sharp as she pinned me against the washroom door. "We're just… catching up," she added, smirking slow, popping her bubble gum loud.
Her maroon dress hugged her tight, her black jacket slipping down her arms, her boots nudging my feet apart as she leaned in closer.
I exhaled hard, my breath shaky, confusion twisting in my gut as I stood there, trapped. *Play along,* I thought, my hands flexing against the cold metal door behind me, my heart thudding fast. No way out—not with her like this, her smirk daring me to try something stupid.
"What the hell are you upto—" I started, my voice low, but she cut me off quick.
"Ahh, fuck… don't look at me like that," she said, her tone flipping fast, needy now, her eyes flickering as she lunged forward. "I'll lose it…" Her lips crashed into mine, hard and hungry, locking tight, her tongue pushing in without waiting.
