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A group of customers staggered out into the humid midnight air, the bell over the door jingling yet again. Nathan swirled the last sip of his old-fashioned in his glass, watching as Lila flipped the lock and turned, her smirk lazy and knowing. "'Another drink?' she asked, though the way she leaned against the bar told him she already knew his answer."
Nathan exhaled, setting his glass down. "'You trying to get me drunk?' Leila laughed, low and sultry. "'You think you need to be?' She moved around the bar, hips swaying beneath the snug black dress and skirt that had been distracting him all night. The way it hugged her curves, the way her dark hair spilled over one shoulder—
It had taken every ounce of his self-control not to stare. Now, with the bar empty and the air between them thick with something unspoken, he let himself look, really look. Lila perched on the stool beside him, the scent of citrus and vanilla teasing his senses. I've seen you watching me.
Nathan chuckled, dragging a hand through his hair. "'Hard not to.' "'So what's stopping you?' she asked, tilting her head, eyes flashing in the dim light. For a moment, he thought about playing coy, but something in her gaze dared him not to. Instead, he reached out, fingers brushing her thigh.'
Feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric, she didn't flinch, didn't pull away. If anything, she leaned closer. Lila lifted his glass and took the last sip of his drink, her lips wrapping around the rim before she set it down. "'The bar's closed,' she murmured, standing and stepping between his knees."
No rules left to follow. Nathan exhaled sharply as her fingers traced the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one. His pulse pounded as her lips brushed his jaw, trailing down his neck. When she reached his collarbone, she bit down, just enough to make him groan. You like to play dirty, he muttered.
She grinned against his skin. I like to win. In a blur of hands and tangled limbs, she pushed him back against the polished mahogany of the bar. The wood was cool against his back as she climbed onto him, her dress riding up, the heat of her body pressing against his in all the right ways.
Nathan gripped her hips, pulling her down onto him as she rocked against him, teasing, torturing. His hands slid beneath the fabric, finding the lace beneath, fingers tracing the edge before slipping lower. Lila gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. You gonna make me beg? He smirked.
I thought you liked to win, she answered by crushing her mouth against his. Their kiss deep, messy, filled with hunger that had been building for weeks. The world outside the bar didn't exist, only the heat of her skin. The press of her body, the sound of her breathless gasps echoing in the empty room. Glasses rattled on the shelves as he lifted her.
turning them so she was against the bar now. Arching beneath him, legs wrapping around his waist, the way she looked at him, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, lips swollen from kisses, it undid him completely. "'Nathan,' she whispered, nails raking down his back. Now, before he opened his mouth to speak—'
And before he could even get anything out, she pushed him to the nearest chair and sat sideways in his lap, looping her arms around his neck. "'Oh, hello,' he grumbled out. His left hand settled right on her thigh again, fingers between her legs, his right arm curled around her waist.'
Her face was only inches from his own, and their lips connected softly. She tasted like whiskey, and Nathan wanted more. He deepened the kiss, and she whimpered quietly, her fingers tugging on his hair sharply. "'Be careful, darling, before you start something that you can't finish,'
His voice was gravelly, and he could feel arousal again, tingling in his belly. Her face dropped, and he could feel her soft, panting breaths on his neck. His cock twitched. "'I want you inside me.' She spoke softly against the skin of his neck before she started kissing the skin there. Nathan groaned, tightening the grip he had on her leg.
Right now, we can't hear. No one will notice. Please. She tugged his hair again. Nathan took a sharp breath. Her head rested on his shoulder. He reached over and grabbed his beer mug and took a sip. Clearly, he must be nuts to even consider this. Obviously, he must be ill. Face forward, he commanded shortly.
Without waiting for her to do as she was told, he grabbed her by the hips and moved her body himself, pushing her legs from his lap and situating her so her thighs were inside his. "'Slide forward just a little. Pick up your drink.' Lila picked up her glass and took a sip and with her feet on the floor, slid forward a few inches."
Nathan reached between their bodies and tried to be as subtle as possible when he unzipped his pants. Come here, darling. With his hands on her hips, he pulled her so that her back was flat against his chest and then pulled her skirt out in the back a little so nothing could be seen. She gasped. Oh, fuck.
Nathan could feel the hot wetness against his rapidly stiffening cock. "'No underwear, sweetheart?' he gritted out. "'I took them off in the bathroom.' Lila sighed out, taking another sip whilst very carefully rubbing herself against him. "'Ready?' he asked. He reached over and took a sip of his beer, quickly scanning the room to confirm that no one was really looking at them.
or seemed to notice that he was about to stick his dick in a pretty girl in a fucking bar full of people. "'Yes, Nathan, please,' she practically begged. Without being told, she lifted herself up slightly, enough for him to reach underneath her skirt and press himself to her wet entrance."
She whimpered into her drink glass to cover the noise, and that turned Nathan the fuck on. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her down hard, now fully inside her. Lila very nearly screamed, but her mouth must have been closed because it was muffled. And again, no one seemed to notice. Nathan had never been so thankful for shitty current hits music before.
Lila began to rock very slightly and clench around Nathan, still drinking her whiskey and very quietly moaning. Nathan was in heaven. He was able to hide a little more than the young woman in his lap being behind her. He buried his face in her shoulder and let out a long, her pussy was so fucking wet, she
He was sure the front of his pants would be a mess, but he didn't care. After he took a sip of beer and set down the mug, he was surprised to see a waitress two feet from them. "'Would you like a refill?' she asked, looking from Lila to Nathan to his nearly empty mug on the table. Lila stopped moving and instead just clamped down on his cock. "'Yes, please, for me!'
She said cheerfully, not missing a beat. Nathan cleared his throat, voice nearly cracking, hands vice-like on Lila's sides. Same, was all he could grade out. The waitress nodded and turned to get the drinks. You are so fucking bad, he said in her ear, tightening his grip and lifting her up before thrusting into her as hard as he dared. Fuck. Fuck.
She swore under her breath, head rolling forward, both of her hands clutching her glass. She began rocking faintly again and tightening over and over around him. Nathan was breathing hard, his brain buzzing.
Sweating lightly, he felt himself getting close to the edge, and it took nearly all he had to not fuck her like crazy and make her scream for him right there in that shitty bar. I'm gonna cum, sweetheart. He groaned near her ear. You feel so fucking good. Do it, Lila whispered, taking a sip of her drink.
She turned to look back at him. Her lips parted in the most delicious way, cheeks flushed. One of her hands left her glass and gripped his knee, and her muscles contracted around him hard. Nathan's breath stuck in his throat, and his cock throbbed. He bit into her shoulder blade, and she stifled a squeal as his release hit him hard like a punch in the gut.
He flooded her pussy thoroughly, and she carefully rode it out, breathing sharply through her nose. Fuck, she swore. Nathan cleared his throat again, lifting his head back up, and he slid her forward just slightly. His cock slipped from her wetly, and he reached under her skirt to jam it quickly into his jeans and zip up.
tucking her skirt back under her ass. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, and pressing his lips to the small patch of skin between her ear and hairline. That was... He trailed off. Lila squeezed his forearms. So hot. She finished for him. Nathan agreed. Slowly, she stood up from his lap,
smoothing her skirt, and then her top. "'So, big boy, I'm going to go to the bathroom. Why don't you pay the tab and then take me for a ride in that old car of yours?' Lila winked and turned to walk to the other side of the bar. "'Oh, hell yeah,' Nathan agreed, eagerly awaiting her return. "'Holy fuck, what a ride!'
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