“Fuck, Lina, you take me so good,” I whispered into her ear.
“You feel so good. I’m already close.”
“I am, too, baby. I was ready as soon as I saw you chug that drink.”
“Yeah?” she asked through heaving breaths as I continued to pump in and out of her.
The pressure built in my spine, my balls tightening, blood rushing to my cock as I took one last thrust.
“Fuck,” she groaned, arching, her head falling back against my chest. “I’m … I’m coming.”
My cock pulsed and throbbed, pumping hot ropes of cum into her. Her walls tightened around me with her orgasm, only adding to the intensity of mine.
“Fuck. You’re perfect.”
Our chests heaved, her pussy continuing to flutter while my dick twitched inside her, milking me dry.
“Reed.” She said my name almost reverently, her arm reaching back to wrap her hand around the back of my neck, holding me to her.
I leaned down, burying my nose into her hair, pressing my lips to her crown. I wanted to say it. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her exactly how I felt, but instead I asked, “Will you dance with me?”
Her body rumbled with her laugh, causing my cock to twitch again at the sensation. “You want to dance with me?”
“I do.” I dropped another kiss into her hair.
“Do you even know how to dance?” she quipped.
“Why don’t you say ‘yes’ and find out.”
I gradually withdrew, both of us sucking in a breath with the last bits of pleasure. I grabbed some toilet paper to clean us both up before pulling up our pants and straightening ourselves out.
“Okay, cowboy, I’ll dance with you.” She smiled as brilliantly as she had earlier after her race, and I felt my heart burst.
Fuck. I was in love with this woman.
We exited the stall without a word, sharing soft, knowing smiles while we went to wash our hands. The women around the sinks stopped their drunken chatter, their eyes going wide.
“Did y’all just fuck in there?” one of them asked overly loudly. It was the blonde one who was out in the hallway earlier.
I ignored her while I washed up and dried my hands.
“Yes, yes we did.” Lina didn’t even look at her, checking her makeup and hair in the mirror.
They all stood in stunned silence.
Lina ran a finger over the corner of her mouth, fixing the lip gloss that smeared. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the restroom.
Before the door shut behind us, I heard the excited screams and giggles from the girls.
“Did you see that cowboy’s ass in those Wrangler’s? I’dsotap that!” was the last thing I heard before the door closed.
Lina peeked at me over her shoulder, her eyes lit up with mirth. “They’ll be talking about us all night.”
I slowed my steps, turning her to look at me. The noise of the bar seemed to fade, the lights appeared to dim, and all I saw wasLina. The glow of the neon like a halo around her, the flush on her cheeks from her orgasm, and her hair tousled and sexy. She took my fucking breath away.
The music changed to the slow, bluesy beat of “Tennessee Whiskey.” I leaned into her, ducking my head so my lips could brush her ear, and said, “Let’s give them more to talk about.”
She nodded against my mouth, and when I pulled away, her demeanor had changed. Her smile faded, replaced with a look I couldn’t yet identify. She looked serious, but her eyes grew soft and affectionate.
