“What exactly are we supposed to be getting out of this?” Gavin muttered, squinting at the blurry description plaque under a dimly lit painting of a stormy sea.

Kara shot him a sideways glance, her dark curls brushing her shoulders as she tilted her head. She’d always been the more patient of the two, the kind of person who could stand in front of a painting for twenty minutes just to figure out what made her heart race. He, on the other hand, looked like he belonged in the lobby, sipping overpriced coffee.

“You’re the one who told me you liked art,” Kara whispered back, her lips curving into a teasing smirk. The tour guide was now pointing to an abstract sculpture nearby, and Gavin furrowed his brow, clearly lost. Kara leaned in closer, her voice barely audible. “I think she said it’s supposed to represent the chaos of modern life. Or maybe it’s just a really fancy coat rack.”

Gavin’s restless energy finally boiled over. "Come here," he said abruptly, grabbing Kara’s hand and dragging her toward an alcove near the edge of the gallery. She stumbled, barely suppressing a laugh.

"Gavin, what the actual fuck—" she started, but he cut her off, pressing her against the wall, his hands sliding to her hips. "You’ve been teasing me all day," he growled, his lips brushing her ear.

She shivered, glancing nervously toward the main room. "There are people, you idiot," she hissed, though her breathing hitched as his fingers slipped under her shirt. "What if someone sees?" he whispered, smirking.

"Someone’s gonna hear you," Gavin whispered, his voice low and mocking as his fingers dipped below the waistband of her jeans. Kara bit her lip, her heart pounding. "Are you fucking serious right now?" she hissed, her voice trembling.

He didn’t answer, just grinned like the cocky bastard he was, his fingers tracing the edge of her underwear. She jerked her hips away instinctively, but he tightened his grip, pulling her closer. "Stop moving," he murmured, his breath warm against her neck.

Kara clenched her fists against the wall, her body betraying her as a soft gasp escaped her lips. "You’re such an asshole," she whispered, though her hips tilted toward him slightly, her resistance crumbling. His laugh was dark and deliberate, muffled against her skin. "That’s why you love me."

Gavin’s fingers slid further, tracing slick heat as Kara pressed her forehead against the wall, muffling a desperate whimper. “You’ve been driving me insane since we got here,” he breathed, his fingers working her with a rhythm that sent sparks up her spine. “Every fucking smirk, every little comment—you knew what you were doing.”

“Shut up,” Kara hissed between clenched teeth, her body shuddering as his thumb pressed harder against her clit. Her hips jerked forward, her earlier resistance dissolving into something raw and electric. “Someone’s gonna… fuck, Gavin—”

His grin was crooked, triumphant, as he leaned in to bite her earlobe. “Don’t care,” he murmured, his voice rough and low. “Let them hear. Bet they’d love to see you fall apart like this.”

“Gavin, stop—oh my god, the—” Kara’s protests were cut off as he yanked her into the dark, cluttered closet, the door slamming shut behind them. The faint hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a dull glow on shelves crammed with cleaning supplies.

“Relax,” Gavin muttered, already tugging at the button of her jeans. “No one’s gonna look in here.” Kara swatted at his hands, her face a mix of panic and excitement. “You’re insane,” she hissed, but her breath caught when he pulled her jeans down to her thighs, his hand sliding between her legs.

“Too late,” he growled, pressing his hips against her, hard and insistent. “You’re dripping, Kara.” She glared at him, her mouth open to argue, but he cut her off with a bruising kiss, his free hand fumbling with his belt. She groaned into his mouth, her resistance crumbling as the sound of footsteps echoed just outside the door.

The faint shuffle of footsteps grew louder outside the door, and Kara’s eyes widened in panic. “Gavin, seriously, stop—” she hissed, but he was already pulling her jeans down her legs, leaving her bare from the waist down. He pushed her roughly against the metal shelf, hard enough to make her gasp, and her hands scrambled to brace herself against the cool surface.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” Gavin muttered, his fingers gliding through her slick folds before spreading her open. “You really wanna fight me now?” he growled, his lips brushing her ear as his hips pressed into her ass, his cock hard against her through his jeans.

Kara’s head fell forward, her breath shallow as she tried to muffle her moans. “You’re such a dick,” she whispered, but her hips rocked back against him, her body betraying her again. The footsteps paused just outside the door, and she froze, her heart slamming in her chest. Gavin didn’t hesitate, his free hand reaching down to unbuckle his belt with a devilish smirk. “Hope they enjoyed the show,” he muttered.

Kara’s eyes went wide as the door handle rattled, but Gavin didn’t even flinch. He shoved her panties to the side, his thick cock pressing against her entrance. “Don’t you dare,” she hissed, but her body arched back, betraying her as he thrust into her.

The door creaked open just enough for a sliver of light to cut through the darkness. Gavin’s hand clamped over Kara’s mouth as he kept driving into her, relentless. “Quiet,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Her muffled whimper echoed against his palm.

The onlooker froze in the doorway, their shadow stretching across the floor. Gavin didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. His hips snapped against her, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the tiny space. “Told you they’d love the show,” he muttered against her ear.

The door clicked shut, the telltale snick of a lock sliding into place. Gavin froze mid-thrust, his cock still buried inside her. “What the fuck?” he muttered, his grip on Kara tightening as their eyes darted to the shadow now looming in the corner of the cluttered closet.

Kara groaned under her breath, her hips twitching involuntarily. “God, just stop,” she whispered, her voice a mix of anger and desperation. But Gavin didn’t pull away. Instead, his smirk widened as he leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. “Looks like we’ve got an audience, baby.”

The figure stepped closer, their silhouette sharpening under the flickering fluorescent light. Kara squirmed, her face flushed with humiliation as Gavin’s hips gave a slow, deliberate roll. “Fuck you,” she hissed, but her thighs trembled, betraying her defiance. Gavin just chuckled, his hand still clamped over her mouth. “Oh, you’re loving this.”

Kara’s muffled scream vibrated against Gavin’s palm as the stranger’s hands slid over her hips, their touch cold and deliberate. “Let go of me,” she tried to demand, but the words came out choked, trembling. The stranger’s fingertips traced her spine, aching and slow, before gripping her shoulders to steady her.

Gavin smirked, his thrusts never faltering. “Look at you, Kara,” he taunted, his breath hot against her neck. “You’re fucking shaking.” She clenched around him, her body betraying her again, as the stranger pressed closer, their hardness now brushing against the back of her thigh.

“Stop,” Kara whispered, but her hips rocked helplessly between them. The stranger’s hands slid down, yanking her panties aside to make room, their cock already slick and ready. “Oh fuck,” Gavin groaned, his hips stuttering as the stranger pressed into her ass, both of them driving her into the shelf.

The stranger’s cock stretched her ass painfully, but the burn only made Gavin feel even hotter inside her. Kara bit down hard on her lip, her back arching as she was filled completely, her body trembling between them. “Oh god,” she whimpered, the sound barely audible.

Gavin’s smirk was wicked as he leaned closer, his breath ragged against her ear. “You gonna pretend you hate this now? Fuck, Kara, you’re squeezing me so tight.” His thrusts grew harder, his grip on her hips bruising.

The stranger’s hands tightened on her thighs, his movements rough and unrelenting. Kara’s head fell forward, a muffled moan escaping as she felt herself unraveling, her resistance crumbling under the overwhelming pleasure of being used by both of them. “Fuck,” she gasped, her hips rocking helplessly.

The stranger’s hands moved to the back of Kara’s head, forcing her lower until her lips brushed against the base of Gavin’s cock. “No—fuck—” she choked out, but his grip was unrelenting, pushing her face down until her mouth enveloped Gavin’s thick length.

Gavin groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Kara’s wet heat surrounded him. “Fuck, yeah, just like that,” he growled, his hand tangling in her hair to guide her. The stranger’s hips snapped harder into her ass, each thrust sending sharp jolts of pleasure through her trembling body.

Kara’s muffled protests dissolved into guttural moans as her body betrayed her again, her lips and throat working automatically around Gavin’s cock. “Good girl,” the stranger whispered darkly, his hands gripping her hips tighter. “Take it all.”

Gavin’s grip on Kara’s hair tightened as he yanked her head back, her lips stretching painfully around his cock. “Stop—” she gurgled, but the stranger slammed into her ass harder, the wet slap of skin echoing in the cramped closet. “Begging already?” Gavin sneered, his voice thick with arousal. “You think we’re stopping now, you dumb slut?”

The stranger groaned, his hands digging into her hips as he fucked her with brutal force. “Say it, Kara,” he growled, his breath hot on her neck. “Tell us how much you love this.” Kara shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, but her body was on fire, shoving back against him involuntarily. “Fuck you,” she choked out, gagging as Gavin thrust deeper into her throat.

“That all you got?” Gavin taunted, his smirk widening as the stranger’s pace quickened. Kara’s thighs trembled, her moans muffled around Gavin’s cock while the stranger’s fingers dug into her ass. “Yeah, take it,” Gavin growled. “You’re just a fuckhole, aren’t you?”

The stranger’s hand wrapped around Kara’s throat like a vice, cutting off her air as Gavin’s cock slammed deeper into her mouth. She gagged, tears streaking her face, but her cunt clenched around nothing, desperately wet. “Fuck, you love this,” Gavin growled, his voice hoarse.

The stranger’s grip tightened, Kara’s gasps barely audible over the obscene sounds of Gavin pounding her throat. Her body writhed between them, her cries muffled, her ass pushing back as if begging for more. “Look at her,” the stranger snarled, his lips curling into a sick grin. “Fucking ruined.”

Kara’s vision blurred, her throat convulsing around Gavin’s cock as pleasure and shame coiled tighter in her gut. The stranger’s hand squeezed harder, his thrusts brutal. “You’re just a dumb slut, huh?” Gavin taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “Take it all.”