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They had fifteen minutes.
Julie pulled Luke into the unisex bathroom and locked the door behind them as he pushed her up against the door capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
They could do a lot in fifteen minutes.
He pulled her shirt up enough to get one hand on her breast as he ground his erection against her, bending his knees to push at her exactly where she wanted.
Her whimper was swallowed in their desperate kisses.
He probably thought he needed to ramp her up, get her ready for him, but she’d been ready for over an hour.
Singing with Luke.
Staring into each other’s eyes in that tiny recording booth while they poured their souls out into the single microphone.
Inches away from each other’s lips.
It was just as much a turn on as his face between her legs.
She pulled away from his lips so she could see to unbutton his jeans, push them down enough to pull his dick out.
He pulled her skirt up, pushed her panties down her legs far enough for her to kick them off.
Then he was lifting her up, using the door for leverage as she reached for him, gliding him home.
He moaned against her neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Luke.” She panted in his ear.
He snapped his hips forward and she sighed in pleasure holding him around the neck, rocking her hips back and forth as they found their rhythm.
Tonight, when they got home, they could be loud.
She could scream his name, beg for more. Make him do the same. But right now, they had to be quiet. It wouldn’t do for anyone to know they were fucking on their break in a semipublic bathroom. It was extremely unprofessional and a part of her wanted to care that someone might hear them.
The rest of her was so close to coming she wasn’t sure they’d stop if the fire alarm went off right now.
He was hitting that spot, the one she needed, over and over, grinding up into her hard and fast the orgasm cresting higher and higher.
His face was buried in her neck, sucking, licking biting.
She wanted to get there first.
Pull him over the edge with her.
Drown in the waves of pleasure together.
She opened her eyes and saw them in the bathroom mirror. Saw that gorgeous ass flexing as he thrust into her, and she fell over the edge.
She clutched at the back of his t-shirt, biting her lip hard, trying to stifle her cries as she jerked franticly against him, ridding wave after wave of rapture.
He shuddered in her arms, his face still buried in her neck as he followed her into bliss.
Luke slumped against her as they both tried to catch their breath.
After a moment, he slid out of her and lowered her gently to the floor giving her a light kiss on the lips once she was standing on her own.
They cleaned up, without a word. Before they snuck back out and headed down the hall back to the recording studio, hand in hand like nothing had happened.