My brow rose. "You got a daddy?"
She tilted her head, brows pinched together, an amused smirk on her face. "You seem surprised."
I shrugged slightly. "Not to be an asshole…but I just assumed the women here ain't have one," I answered honestly.
Instead of being offended as I expected, she laughed lightly. "I don't have daddy issues, Boss."
I nodded, smiling. "My bad. I shouldn't have assumed."
"All good." She winked taking the bottle from me. "Let's have a shot. Loosen you up a little bit." She stepped behind the bar and grabbed two shot glasses.
"Loosen me up? You think I'm uptight?" I asked watching her, elbows resting on the bar.
She carefully opened the bottle. "I don't know. Are you?" She looked up at me.
I shook my head twice. "Nah. I'm cool as a fan, love."
Smirking, she poured us both healthy shots and slid mine towards me. She lifted her glass. "To men who know what they want, and women who know how to give it," she toasted.
I lifted my glass, with a smile. "I'll drink to that."
We clinked glasses and downed the shots. The bourbon went down smooth with minimal burn. Gianna was already pouring us another. The second went down like water. I could already feel the warmth of the liquor flowing through me and loosening my nerves that I lied and said Ididn’thave.
Gianna stepped slowly from around the bar, her eyes on me the entire time. Mine were locked on hers as well. She was sofucking sensual. The way she walked. Talked. It was slow and easy. Effortless.
She stopped in front of me and placed her hand on my chest. "Take off your pants, Boss," she stated boldly.
I damn near gasped. That was some shit I would say, but somehow, she had flipped the script and suddenly I was the one who was feeling like the entertainment for the night. "You not gon' even ask?" I smirked.
She ran her hands slowly down my chest until it landed at the top of my jeans. Her voice dipped lower. "Take off your pants.Please."
I gripped her exposed hip the skin feeling soft and silky in my hand. "I like to be called Daddy when you're making a request."
Gianna chuckled. "I already have one—and he's not in this room."
I couldn't help but to laugh. She was brash as fuck but goddamnit she had my undivided attention. My dick was already straining painfully against my jeans. I pulled her closer, until she was pressed against me. "I see you don’t like to listen." I squeezed her hip.
She leaned in closer until her lips were against my ear. "Makeme listen, Boss," she taunted.
She had the right nigga. I snatched her ass up so fast she gasped. Spinning her around towards the bar, I pressed myself against her. My dick pressed all up on that soft ass and she felt so fucking good against me. There was no room for her to move, she was trapped against me and the bar. I could feel her breath quickening as I nudged my shit between her cheeks.
Dipping my head lower towards her ear, I spoke, "You a feisty lil' muhfucka ain't you, Gianna?"
"Only when I’m entertained,” she murmured.
I let out quiet laugh against her skin. “Yeah?” My grip tightened. “Then I guess I gotta keep you entertained.”
She shifted a little, her ass rubbing against me, making me bite down on my bottom lip. For a fleeting moment…I envisioned fucking her raw. I knew that pussy was probably hot, tight, and wet. My hand slowly traveled across her hip and downwards. I could feel her holding her breath as my hand inched closer. I wanted her to be leaking when I touched that muhfucka.
But I didn't give it to her yet. I traced the curve of her V, my hand braced against the bar, pressing her closer. "Tell me what you like, Gianna?" My finger traced lower. I felt her tremble in my arms.
"I'm supposed to be asking you that," she whispered.
"I know," I bit her ear softly. "But I wanna know anyway."
My finger finally made its way to her pussy. Her lips were already coated and slick. She felt like a dewy flower. My mouth watered 'cause I had this sudden urge to eat her, but the only pussy I ate was my wife's.
Still—I wondered what she tasted like. Was she as sweet as I imagined? It was damn sure as wet as I expected. I parted her lips with two fingers and scissored her clit between my index and middle finger.
