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Holy fucking shit. My clit is on fire.
This has never happened before. Never have I had such a strong reaction to a man, not to mention a complete stranger. My heart is racing and the thump in my sex is getting more aggressive as Aidan’s large, warm hand squeezes mine. He pulls me through a crowd of people sweating and grinding to the beat of the familiar Rihanna song that blares through the speakers. We make it to the bar and when he turns to face me, he takes my breath away leaving me truly speechless. My neck is almost completely tilted back because he’s that fucking tall. God damn, I could climb him like a tree! My gaze moves down his perfectly chiseled face to his mouth, and perfectly shaped lips I’m dying to suck on. I see his lips moving but I can’t make out what he’s saying over the roar of the crowd and the even louder one between my legs. I swallow when I notice his lips stop moving. “What?” I cock my head and put a finger behind my ear, letting him know I couldn’t hear him. When he leans down I feel his breath, hot and cool at the same time, and it sends a shiver down my spine. “What are you drinking?”
“Oh. Ummm. Whatever.” I try to shoot him my best I’m laid back and totally chill and absolutely not freaking out about how fine you are and trying my best not to make a fool of myself look. “How about a shot? I think I’m feeling frisky.” My teeth graze my bottom lip and, despite the dim lighting, I notice his jaw tick slightly and his Adam’s apple wobbles.
He nods once. “One shot coming up. Any preference?”
“Surprise me.”
He turns around and I take the time to admire his backside. I cock my head slowly to the side, wishing I had X-ray vision to see the ass I’m fantasizing about biting, licking, and dragging my nails across as he plows into me. My phone vibrates in my hand and I look down.
Peyton: I’ll take my thank you in the form of breakfast tomorrow, please! I take my coffee black like my soul.
Me: He is SO hot! Holy shit.
Peyton: Agreed! Sucks his very fuckable friend brought a girl with him though.
Me: You think Chace is hot?
I try to recall the ManFax on Chace. Hmm. I remember tall, and muscles bulging under a white t-shirt, and jeans. And a backwards hat. Oh and a smile that probably made women drop their panties on sight. But I was too busy trying to keep my panties up around Aidan to really notice.
Me: Sorry about that! I figured he would have brought someone single.
Peyton: No worries, there will be plenty of time for you to play wingman for me! How is he?
Me: Nice. It’s really loud though, we haven’t talked much.
Peyton: Why are you talking at all? Go find a dark corner and make out! Or… get it on if you like a risk.
Me: In public?! Peyton, please. I am a lady! Haha
Peyton: With a man like that you better learn how to get UNladylike and QUICK. God, I would do very dirty things to a man like that.
Me: Hey!
Peyton: I’m just saying. Please tell me all the deets tomorrow. *smiley face*
I look up to find Aidan staring down at me, a smile tugging at his lips as he holds up a tiny plastic cup filled to the brim with a cloudy liquid.
“Did you roofie this?” I narrow my eyes at him and he shakes his head. A playful scolding look in his eyes makes me giggle. “It’s cloudy.”
“It’s a lemon drop.”
“Oh. Are they good? I don’t think I’ve ever had one.”
“They’re alright. All of the alcohol here is garbage. Next time, we go to a bar that has something above Tito’s vodka.”
I wrinkle my nose, grateful that he seems to be a bit of an alcohol snob too. “Right? Most bars at least have Kettle One.”
“Apparently this is a bar where a lot of the college kids hang out.” We down our shots and I’m grateful to have a reason to ignore that comment given he doesn’t know I’m one of these college kids. He sets the empty glasses on the counter before leading me towards a corner of the room. “Do you want to dance?” he asks.
I turn my head to look at the group of people on the dance floor before turning back to him.
“As much as I love to dance,” I shake my head, “that’s not what I’m really interested in doing right now.” My head feels slightly fuzzy, the effects of the alcohol catching up with me and lowering my inhibitions even more.
“What do you want to do?” he asks as he tugs me towards a row of stools underneath a table facing the windows. He sits on a bar stool and as I go to sit beside him, he pulls me towards him, positioning me between his legs. “Or should I tell you what I’d like to do?”
The way he’s looking at me, I can read it all over his face. His eyes are darker than the blue I saw in the app, almost navy, and it makes me wonder if there is some truth to eyes becoming darker when a person is aroused. His lips are parted slightly and I see his tongue peeking out slightly between his perfect teeth. I can feel his breath on my face as I move slightly closer, my body warm and tingly all over with the anticipation of what’s to come.
