My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)
Chapter 179

My Paranoid Lover Chapter 179

Lance was giving me a 'I'm amused and confused at the same time' look, he must never thought that I would speak for myself so forcefully in public. Anthony Smith must not have expected this response from me too as he was standing there in shock.

"If I have somehow caused a misunderstanding to Ms Gomez and Mr Mason, I hereby apologise. I should have think before I spoke, I'm sorry. Don't take it to heart." Anthony apologised and gave us a slight nod. And of course, I was in public, sol couldn't do anything else but to say it's fine.

"I wasn't trying to make it hard for you, but I just want to remind Mr Smith

to always filter and think before you speak, that's all." My tone was powerful, as if I was the queen.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Lance smirked. He must be very satisfied with my behaviour. What about Leo? Was he satisfied with me?

I went to the washroom after that, and when I got out, Lance blocked me from the door and pushed me into the washroom stall again.

"Lance Mason, what are you doing?! This is a public washroom!" I gasped.

He ignored me and put his hands on the back of my head, kissing me like a man mad in love.

His tongue was all over my lips, he then slid his tongue into my mouth, conquering me,

My hands were on his chest

pushing him, but he didn't even move at all! I started to punch him, but it was like nothing to him.

I glared at him and spoke in between the kisses, "Are you crazy? Can you at least choose a more suitable place to get horny?"

"Do you mean, I can get horny whenever I want if it's a suitable venue?" he asked back, smirking. His voice was filled with lust and longing. I rolled my eyes, I was speechless.

"Just let go of me! You're sick!" Lance stopped kissing me already, but one of his hands were still around me, hugging me tightly.

"Yeah, I'm sick and you are my medicine!" he said. He didn't let go of me still, and his hands suddenly slide beneath my skirt. He placed his hands on top of my panties and I gasped.

I quickly closed my mouth with one hand, my eyes widened in horror. What was he going to do? I could feel that this time, he was different. He wasn't forcing me, yet he wasn't being gentle to me

either.

Lance put his thumb on my very sensitive spot and started to apply pressure on it, moving his thumb in a

clockwise motion. Pleasure shot through my body and I wanted to moan so badly, but I couldn't! I was disgusted by the

fact that he was touching me this way in a public toilet, yet I was also feeling very, very good.

His motion became faster and faster, I could feel myself getting wetter down there. He suddenly whispered into my ears, "Do you like it?" his whisper was very sexy. Wait, what was I thinking?! "Ah..." I moaned out softly and I could see Lance smirking. He turned my body, my back facing him and he pressed

himself against me. I could feel something hard poking my butt. I was immediately disgusted; how could he get so horny? But then, I was also getting turned on by his action, so I didn't say anything. In my heart, I felt gross, but my body was enjoying it too

much.

He kept on teasing me, touching my sensitive spot. Then, he started to move his body against me, grinding his d*ck on my butt. I really wanted him to stop. "Don't.......please ahh....stop!" I moaned out. "Don't stop?" he smirked.

Oh no, what I really wanted to say was, "Don't! Please stop." But Lance took it the other way.

He slowly pushed my panties aside and touched me raw down there. He must have felt the moisture down there because he whispered into my ears from behind me, "Why are you so wet, Jennie?"

I blushed embarrassingly and squeezed my legs shut. "Stop, we should get out now. The people would wonder where we are!" I said.

"Let them wonder, I'm not done yet." And with that, he pushed my legs open and slowly inserted one finger into me. The doctor said we couldn't have sex, but this man

right here, he didn't care at all. He put in one finger and started to thrust his finger in and out of me, while his thumb still teasing my

sensitive spot.

Thankfully, he remembered the doctor's words and didn't insert

anymore fingers. At this point, I was feeling a rush of pleasure in my body. I was angry at him for doing this to me, but my body was being too honest. I could feel myself reaching climax and I moaned out loudly

Lance seemed to be very experience in this, he didn't stop and increased his finger's thrusting, and soon, my body was shaking. After a few seconds, I came. I couldn't

believe I just had an orgasm, in a washroom. And I couldn't accept the fact that Lance was the man to give me an orgasm. I was disgusted! Why was my body enjoying it so much?!

I sighed and adjusted my panties. Lance let go of me and turned me back around, facing him. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked and smirked. I glared at him

with angry eyes and ignored him. Then I said, "Shame on you."

"Well, you were actually enjoying it a lot a minute ago." He grinned like an idiot.