Oh, f*ck me, how long are they going to take?
Garrett gritted his teeth as the restlessness of his body still gripped him, aching with a need he knew he couldn`t satisfy as he listened to the bunch of kids rambling about their latest game or sport or whatever and wishing they would just leave. They hadn`t seemed to have realized—or at least didn`t care—that there was anyone else in the room with them. Not yet, anyway.
But they were effectively trapping Garrett and Taylor inside the washroom stall together—Garrett couldn’t exactly open the stall door and reveal there were two guys sharing one stall, now, could he?
Not to mention that he knew he looked a mess.
He could feel the heat in his cheeks at nearly being caught. He could feel his lips buzzing with Taylor`s kisses, and he could ve
