Austin POV
'Damn it, Grey. What the fu*k is wrong with you?' Brex growls as I hold my groin, thanks to Amelia's little get-away stunt. It hurts like hell, yet I am more amused than in pain, watching her juicy ass juggle as she scampers away.
I can't help the smirk that crosses my face at the emerging memory of minutes ago. The smirk only grows wider as I recall the sexy look of hunger smeared across her face as she shivered and writhing beneath me, the way those sweet tantalizingly lips parted, begging me to please her, the sound of her moans and groans echoing within the confines of the stall... I shiver at the engraved images, the ache of her attack long forgotten, giving way to a new throbbing pain in my growing, hardening co*k. Before I know it, I'm stroking the bulge in my pants to
