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I didn’t have time be gentle. I was in a nightclub full of people. And I was just trying to get him ready to sit on. He was almost there.

You know, when a guy’s thick but lifeless, like a soft taco when you’re really in the mood for crunchy? This was the hunk…but not for long.

“Do you want me?” I asked in a childlike teasing voice.

“Oh yeah baby,” he said.

Baby. Argh! I hate that. Okay don’t ask that again, he sounds too douchebaggy.

Braden called me that too but for some reason it was different coming from him. It seemed sincere.

Not the same with this guy and I had to remind myself not to put him in a position to use the word again.

I held him in my hand, gripping him and getting him ready. With my other hand, I adjusted my skirt so nobody could see under it and lifted myself up. I pulled my panties to the side and put my pussy lips against his head. Then I thought about it.

“Do you have a rubber?” I asked him.

This wasn’t Braden. I didn’t use any protection with Braden, and I’d started using the pill after Braden, but still, this guy seemed sleazy to me and it worried me a little.

“Umm, no, not on me,” he said.

I closed my eyes and nearly fell over again. I was proud of myself for thinking of protection with liquor coursing through my veins, but now I had a dilemma. Did I just say fuck it and ride his cock or did I get up and say forget the whole thing?

“Don’t worry, I’m clean. The airline tests constantly,” he assured me.

I didn’t believe him. But I was so fucking horny. I was literally an inch from burying this dick inside of me. And my pussy was aching for it. I needed it. I’d gone months without it and I wanted so badly to just sink down onto him.

I held him in my hand, stroking his cock as I tried to buy myself some time. He was kind of small, not ridiculously so, but smaller than average. That was fine by me. I just wanted to fuck.

As I made the decision to just fuck this guy and enjoy life, and was about to slide down on him, he said, “I’m gonna come.”

It was like the DJ suddenly scratched the record.

What? Did he just say he was going to come already? We haven’t even…but we haven’t…it’s not fair.

I could hear the whiny little child inside my head stamping her foot. It just wasn’t fair. I let go of him and angrily got off his lap.

“What happened?” he asked.

I considered yelling, “Nothing happened, that’s the problem!” But instead I went with, “I have to pee.”

I glanced at the counter and saw two shot glasses next to Chad’s hand. I grabbed them both, and with double fists, I threw them into my throat. I slammed the empty glasses down on the bar.

“Hold that thought,” I told him. “Calm down and I’ll be right back.”

I don’t know what happened exactly. I really did have to pee and I figured it would give the hunk time to cool off so we could actually hook up.

I remember going to the bathroom, well, at least I remember heading that way. There was a line. I remember that much.

And I remember the music making my head roll. I swore the club was spinning all around me. And the rest of the night is in flashbacks.

Two girls made out in front of me as I stood in line.

I reached the bathroom and all the stalls were full. I peed somewhere. I don’t remember where exactly. But I know I peed. Did I pee in the drain? No…maybe.

I danced. Not with Chad. With some other guy.

I kissed a guy. A completely different guy.

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