Chapter 1
She tried to focus on anything else, anything other than the constant, overwhelming pressure between her legs.
She was brought a brief moment of relief as the man tried to loosen her resistant walls with his fingers before shoving his member back in.
Lola hadn't a clue how she'd ended up here. She'd been just a few shots of vodka in, giggling with the lone bachelor she'd thought was slightly cute, before she'd found herself in one of the rooms the office used for storage, face down on a table.
She whimpered out an "ouch," which ended up sounding much like moans to the ears of the man, making him go deeper. Lola squeezed her eyes shut, and salty tears rolled down her face and onto her lips. Her tongue flicked out, hoping the taste of her salty tears would distract her enough until he was finished.
Eventually, she blacked out from the alcohol in her system. The man noticed her sudden lack of response but continued until he was finished. Once he was done, he zipped himself back up and decided he'd better call her a cab, at the least, as he felt bad about how things had gone between them. So, he called her a cab and had the driver take her home.
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