They’d gotten into a fight … again.
As Jax got into her white, ‘74 Corvette, the tears were drying on her face. She looked in the rear view mirror. Split lip, smudged makeup, but otherwise fine. She touched up her makeup and sped away.
She was angry. She was tired of her life being like this. She needed to be out of her cage.
The dance club downtown was her favorite, but she hadn’t been in ages. She thought about calling friends to go with her, but she didn’t want to try to make polite conversation. Didn’t want to have to pretend. She just wanted to make herself feel good. She pulled into a spot and tucked her keys into her tiny purse.
Checking her reflection in the windows, barely illuminated by the streetlights, she adjusted her ample cleavage so it looked as beautiful as it felt and fluffed her long, Auburn waves. Her tight shirt and pants fit her beautifully, her faux leather jacket accenting her curves. Her high heels were pinching her feet but if she switched to flats she felt like the overall look would be too casual.
She took a deep breath and walked into the dance club with confidence, her anger and hurt making her hungry and predatory. She put her cash in her pocket and gave her purse and coat to the attendant at the cost check and strolled over to the bar.
“What’ll it be, gorgeous?” the bartender said.
Jax grinned, “Cuervo gold, two shots please.”
The bartender raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Coming right up.”
Jax took the tiny glasses from him and swallowed one right after the other, breathing deeply as heat swept through her body, “Thanks, handsome,” she said.
“Anytime, kitten.”
She looked at the bartender sharply and was flushed with heat all over again when she saw the look in his eyes.
*I wonder if he looks at everyone that way,* she thought.
A pounding beat was blasting from the speakers as a DJ in an LED lit mask shaped like a wolf or a fox danced behind his table, adjusting levels and watching the crowd.
Jax worked her way into the throng of people. She let the music move her, feeling herself getting aroused as bodies pressed in on her. Her hands wandered over strangers’ bodies as theirs wandered on hers. Several times she felt like she was being watched and she would look up to see the bartender eyeing her.
She had no idea how long she’d been dancing when new, cool hands smoothed up her arms. She turned around and smiled, leaning in to dance with the bartender, who was clearly off work. He’d changed into street clothes and his gaze was even hungrier than before.
“I’d hoped you’d stay awhile,” he said.
“Here I am,” she said. Leaning closer she asked, “What’s your name?”
“Silas,” he told her. “Yours?”
“Jax.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jax,” he said, his voice a low rumble that made her shiver agreeably.
They danced for at least another hour and Silas grew bolder as the night wore on, pulling her hips against his as she snaked her body, hips grinding. His palms found her breasts several times and the music drowned out her moans as she enjoyed his touch.
When a slower song came on, she had turned around to face him and their eyes met and held. They weren’t sure who leaned in first, but their lips met and Silas kissed her passionately, his heartbeat racing. Jax flinched when he brushed over the split in her lip. She tried to brush it off but he took her hand and led her towards the bathrooms, tugging her into the employee bathroom – which was definitely cleaner and more private, and locked the door behind them.
“What happened to your lip?” he asked.
“Nothing, it’s fine,” Jax told him.
“Bullshit. Someone hit you,” Silas said softly, but firmly.
Jax opened her mouth to reply but just looked at the floor.
Silas inhaled sharply, “Wait, was this… do you have a boyfriend?”
“Husband, actually,” she murmured.
She expected Silas to drop her like a bad habit and leave, but he said, “Baby girl, how many times has he hit you?”
She looked at him sharply, “Why do you care?”
He looked at her intently, “I can’t help myself. I haven’t seen you here in awhile, but every time you come here, I can’t take my eyes off of you. I’ve had the bouncers remove guys who were bugging you.” He shrugged. “I love watching you dance. I love the way your eyes change with the mood of the music and the way you bite your lip when you start to get really into it.” He moved closer, “When you didn’t show up for a while, I thought I’d lost my chance to make a move and I told myself if I ever saw you again, I’d do something about it.”
Jax listened intently, her chest heaving as she panted, not sure if she loved the attention or hated it. Her eyes searched his face and she felt like he was being sincere.
*I can’t do this,* she thought, even as her hands went to the bottom of her shirt.
Silas unbuttoned his shirt and they seemed to be racing: who could get naked the fastest?
Jax admired Silas’ body as he walked towards her and gasped as his hard, warm body came up against her as he bent her into a hard kiss. He slid a hand between them to massage her clit and she moaned loudly.
“Fuck you feel good,” Silas growled against her mouth.
It didn’t take much prodding, Jax was throbbing and ready to be touched and within a few minutes she was orgasming hard against his hand, her shouts of pleasure muffled as he kissed her.
She turned around and tilted her ass up at him, her glistening sex inviting him in. He guided his erection into her and they both moaned as his hips met her ass, sinking all the way in.
“Fuck me hard,” Jax moaned.
“Your wish is my command,” he said.
Silas has never been so aroused and focused in his life. Jax’s body was a revelation- not because it was perfect like some silicone enhanced Barbie doll, but because it was real and *she* was real in a way he’d never experienced. Her sounds and the way she moved made his whole body pour into the sex. When they came, she for the third time, they came together, her body absorbing his reaction perfectly.
One day he’d deal with that husband of hers, but for tonight, but tonight he’d revel in their connection and hope that she’d come back for more.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jvajx8/the_bartender