She gazed across the table, watching him with his head lowered, slowly stirring his Old Fashioned. They had been dating for a couple months and had a connection that was electric. Their first kiss had awakened her, stirred something primal that left her wanting more. Since then, they had had a couple hot and heavy nights in his car, and one failed attempt that was ruined by her roommate coming home unexpectedly. Tonight though, she wanted him. And she was going to make that abundantly clear.
He looked up from his drink, and gave her his signature slightly crooked but very seductive smile.
“Can I have your cherry?” She asked with a wink. His smile broadened and he pulled the liquor soaked fruit from his cocktail. “We are a little old for cherries, don’t you think?” She laughed lightly and put her hand over his. Guiding it to her mouth, she put her lips around the cocktail stirrer, sliding the cherry slowly off and holding it between her teeth. “You are so hot,” he whispered.
The brandy burned her throat and she chased it with a sip of her Kettle and club. “I’d like to show you just how hot I can get,” she answered, lacing her fingers through his and gently circling her thumb into his palm. He pulled her hand towards him and kissed it gently. With his other hand he took a long sip of his drink, narrowed his eyes and made a surprising request, “Meet me in the ladies room.” He let go of her hand, slid his chair back, and confidently walked away from the table, into the shadows of the hallway behind the bar.
Her mouth hung open slightly, then turned into a slow smile. The bathroom? She quickly decided she didn’t care where they were as long as she got what she wanted. Reaching up under her skirt, she slid her panties off, tucking them in the pocket of his jacket as she stood up from the table. Grabbing her bag, she made her way across the room, feeling her arousal build with every step.
The ladies room was empty, except for one closed door. She pushed it open without knocking and saw him leaning against the wall, tie undone and shirt unbuttoned, clearly ready for her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her inside, locking the door behind her. He quickly pulled her shirt over her head and put his lips to her cleavage, kissing her hungrily. She didn’t say a word, working to free him from his belt and zipper.
He pushed her skirt above her waist and groaned when he realized she had nothing on underneath. His hands began to touch her, lightly at first, and his lips met hers, pushing them open and greedily meeting her tongue with his. They kissed hungrily and his touch became stronger, reaching further until he pushed a finger inside her.
She moaned and began to stroke him, and he gasped as ran her hands fully up and down the length of him. “I want you now,” he begged, “please, baby.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her hips, sliding into her fully and immediately. His cock more than filled her and he began to grind against her. He spun them around so her back was against the wall. His hands left her ass and grabbed her tits, squeezing them and then pinching her nipples, hard. She held herself close to him, her legs gripping him tightly as he continued to push into her. He put his mouth on first one nipple then another, pulling and biting gently until she let out a little scream. He bit down harder and felt her convulse around him. That was all he needed to push him over the edge. He came with her, gasping into her hair and finishing inside her. She pulled his head away from her, hands on both sides of his face, brushing the hair out of his eyes.
“Yes, baby,” she whispered against his lips, “yes.” He eased out of her, letting her back down to the ground. “You’re hot as hell,” he whispered. They dressed each other, her buttoning his shirt and retrying his tie, him pulling her skirt back down over her waist. They walked hand in hand back to the table, back to their drinks, and back to the lace panties poking seductively out of his coat pocket.
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