"I couldn't agree more. Finish unzipping this for me." She turned around and pressed her hands to the wall above her. Marc moved in and finished unzipping the dress. She stood back up and pulled if from her shoulders. It hit the ground, the soft inhale behind her gave her reason to smile.

Her white panties and bra weren't her usual style, but sometimes the false presentation of innocence was needed. She turned to face him, her breasts pressing over the top of the bra. He moved toward her, his hands sliding along her waist as he hovered above her.

"Shit, Lisa. I knew you were beautiful, but damn, baby..." He leaned down and brushed his nose along her shoulder, a smile creeping onto his mouth as she watched him.

"Is this supposed to be your fantasy or mine?" She laughed softly, the sound as sensual as she hoped it would be.

"Mine." He moved to sit down on the small bench in the stall, motioning for her to come to him. She walked toward him, stopping just in front of him as he reached for her. Soft fingertips moved methodically down her sides, over her hips and followed the line of her panties along the curves of her rear.

He pressed his lips to her stomach and licked his way to the front of her panties, kissing her a few times and breathing in deeply. He looked up at her.

"I want to taste you."

"My fantasy will come later. Let's live in yours for now." She licked at her mouth, turning from him and bending over to slide her panties from her legs. Marc muttered a few harsh words, Lisa loving the sound of his voice.

She stood and took a few steps back before sitting down onto his lap. His hands slid up her ribs and cupped her breasts through the thin material as he pressed his mouth to the back of her shoulder. She rocked herself against him, his jeans rough and stimulating. The thickness of his erection pressed against his pants, his groan soft and just right.

He shifted her forward just a little, her bare body open as her legs draped over his. The sound of him undoing his pants caused her stomach to tighten. She glanced back at him, the lust in his eyes scorching her. He freed himself and forced her to stand up while he shimmied out of his pants, letting them hit the floor at his feet.

She reached back and slid her fingers along the length of him, Marc arching and pressing into her hold.

"Come here, baby. I've been thinking about this moment since we met." He took ahold of her hips, his thumbs brushing over the curves of her ass. He moved her down to sit back on his lap. Lisa arched her back slightly as he entered her, the room swimming around her as dizziness tugged at her senses.

He pulled her down hard, the pressure and aggression enough to make her come. She moaned loudly and lifted up, wanting more.

"Fast..." she mumbled and dug her fingers into his thighs.

"Yeah, baby. Whatever you need. All yours." He lifted his hips, the deep frantic thrusting exactly what she hoped it would be. She bent over further, reaching between them to run her nails along his sack, Marc groaning loudly at her touch.

"So beautiful, Lisa. Everything I imagined you to be, baby." He worked harder and Lisa let herself go with the force of his demand. He was all she could think about, all she could see in moments of intimacy. And now he was here.

She stood up and turned, moving to face him. She needed to see his expression, feel his breath on her. He reached up and pulled her down as she spread her legs around him, her knees sliding along the cold seat he sat upon.

"Much better. No need to picture you in my mind when I can see you." He reached down and stroked himself, pushing his erection out as if offering it all to her. She rolled her hips, taking him deep inside of her as they both moaned. He locked her against him as she began her assault, her motions practiced, her body her weapon.

He slipped his fingers back into her hair and tightened his grip, pulling her down for a long hot kiss. The friction of their fucking tore her resolve apart, the soft whimpers rising around them coming from her. Fingers digging into his back, she rode him with the pent up frustrations she had because of him.

Surely someone would hear them and they would be busted. Surely one of the store workers would come in any minute. Lisa broke the kiss and turned to look at the curtain as Marc's teeth grazed her nipple through her bra. That was all it took. She cupped his face and tilted it toward her so that he could watch as she came undone. Her mouth dropped open and her hips pumped faster as the world broke around her, the high like nothing she had experienced before.

"So gorgeous. Take that cock, baby. Drive it into you and make a mess all over me. All yours, lover."

The warm sensation of his tongue along her thumb as she held his face rocked her into another orgasm easily and she rode the crest of it as his body tightened, his breathing hitched.

"Stop baby... Lisa, I'm going to come if you don't stop." His fingers dug into her hips as she pressed past his request.

"Shut up and fuck me," she growled and pressed her fingers into his chest. The smile that slid across his face told her she had overdone it.

He reached up and grabbed her shoulders, lifting them both off the seat with his strong thrusts. She held on tightly and felt her heart swell at the beautiful expression of relief that washed over his features as he poured himself out for her.

"Give me all of it," she whispered and buried her face into the side of his neck, jerking her hips to remind him who was ultimately in charge.

CHAPTER SIX

They spent the remainder of the afternoon walking down Times Square together, stopping at the candy and toy shops just for fun. Lisa held on a little too tightly to his hand each chance she got. Fear washed over her more than once at the growing need for him to be a part of her life. The sex was beautiful. His body fitted hers as if made for her, but she wanted more. Never in her past had she stopped to think about more than physical attraction.

She glanced over at him and he held up a small brown teddy bear, a childish smile on his handsome face.

"You want me to get one of these for you? You can spray some of my cologne on it and snuggle it at night."

"Pst. Please. I have a body pillow I hump occasionally. That bear isn't nearly big enough to remind me of you."

"Calling me fat?" He laughed and stood, tossing the bear and walking toward her. He pulled her into a warm hug and kissed the top of her head.

"Yes. Chunky thing." She squeezed him tightly, burying her face in the musky smell of his t-shirt.

"You like it."

"I do. I'm getting hungry seeing that you forced me to leave my plate on my bed this afternoon. I bet my mother is having a conniption over food being upstairs."

"Brilliant. I wish we could see her face." Marc laughed and moved back, reaching for her hand and walking them into the early evening. The wind picked up and Lisa shivered, moving closer to him.

"I want to take you to Geno's. It's Kari's favorite place in the world. He makes everything from scratch. You up for Italian?"

"Sounds fantastic. As long as they have wine we'll be good to go." She slid her arm around his waist and nodded toward the large red sign across the street. "That it?"

"Naww... That's another Geno's." He winked and moved them toward the restaurant as she elbowed him.

"Ass."

"You love it."

She grunted, unwilling to agree with his statement. It was a little too close to the truth. Cold realization washed over her and she pulled him closer, the thought of leaving on Monday stilling her heart. How had she fallen for him so fast?