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Nathan resumed his game, a few other guys huddled around the table, jabbing at each other’s inability to win, but a couple of the men eyed me as a piece of fresh meat. I guess in a way I was, they’d probably recognize all of the same twenty girls that lived and thrived in town, including Eve. Their burning stare fell onto my exposed chest. However, having Nathan tower over me made me feel safe and secure.
I was out of my element, and this wasn’t who I was anymore, but a thrill livened my soul, sparking a lost arousal, fueled by my now buzzing head and Nathan’s smolder. It was ok to play pretend, just for a night—to allow myself to find the sexual spark lost long ago with Robbie—to be someone else.
My second drink was delivered, or maybe it was my third? Shit, I’d already lost count. Oh well, I chugged half of it anyway. I was a lightweight; it’d been a long time since I had a drink. I closed my eyes, listening to each pulsating beat of the song as I swayed my head back and forth, enjoying the rugged country music. My eyes landed on Nathan as he leaned his deliciously muscular body over the damn table, and I wished it was me. His biceps protruded from his sleeves, and his glorious shoulder traps were stirring something within.
I couldn’t stop staring at the perfection that lie before me, and everyone around us could tell, or so it felt. Mind-reading bystanders, noting my lustful eyes on Nathan, whispering to each other, presuming my sexual future. They probably assumed he’d take me out to his truck and fuck me, or maybe for a quickie in the bathroom, but little do they know, I would have him on this pool table now if he would let me.
“You’re up, Julia.” Nathan slipped beside me, holding my waist as he leaned over me from behind. My ass hovered right above his cock, and though I loved his jeans, right now they were in the way.
He handed me the stick, and both our bodies dipped low, our eyes were level with the ball he wanted me to hit. “Ready? Lean real low.” Nathan stated, his voice was raspier than I remembered a few moments ago. And in a moment of weakness, I pressed my ass right up against his groin, and the low growl in his throat was immediate. I ached for more as I felt his excitement grow behind me.
In a breathy tone, he said, “Place your fingers between the stick and shoot.” He lost me somewhere between his guttural and throaty instructions, the weight of his body over mine. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and face him, to let him slip his fingers inside me.
Fuck this game. I wanted him to fuck me like nobody has, and he was the man who could give me exactly what I desired.
The men around the table hooted and hollered. I believed they picked up on our sexually charged energy. I bet they could cut our delicious sexual tension or chomp away at it like the animals they were.
My ass was right up against his groin, his denim pressed up against my quivering thigh, with this short dress that exposed my thong to anyone looking with a tabletop gaze. The thought of being a sexy deviant pooled inside me, teasing its breaching release with a drip.
“Like that?” I said in a sultry tone as I hit the ball, finding its way into a pocket.
He spoke softly next to my ear, “Just like that, baby.” I straightened myself up, turning around to catch Nathan’s large hazel eyes fueled with dark desire.
“You’re a great teacher,” I said, staring into his eyes. “What else can you do?”
He smirked, almost concealing a secret. “A little bit of everything,” he replied, “but I’m especially good at predicting the future.”
I laughed. “Stop! What do you mean?” It was fun; he was fun. I wanted to know everything.
“May I?” He motioned for my hand. I allowed it, my palm on display within his warm touch. He traced his finger along its center. It tickled as he hummed in thought. “Tonight you’re going to take a chance on a new adventure. It will be scary, but it will be worth it.” He smiled, “Because I can see that you're brave.”
If he were to kiss me right now, I’d give into his touch, his full lips. I’d allow his immense hands to explore my entire vibrating body — which was weakening at the sight of him — starting with my barely there dress that hardly covered my pink hardened nipples.
Any other time except this one, a man who had the gall to gawk all over me like he did would have ended up with a black eye. Not this man though. I welcomed his lustful look; it incited a deeper desire I hadn’t realized I had.
While the others took their turn, Nathan and I leaned our backs against the exposed brick wall. I internally fanned myself and thanked my lucky stars for a break from his hot body on mine, because if he were up against me any longer, I would have devoured him in front of the entire crowd.
While I drank my beer, I noticed his choice of drink. Looked like bubbly club soda. Interesting.
Our free hands eventually met one another, and with just one brush of his finger over mine, I went numb, frozen while the rest of my nerve endings tingled on end.
I attempted to ignore the sparks between us as Nathan peered down at me, but I glanced over to see where Eve and Willie were. They sat across the way in a booth. Eve sat on his lap, the side of their bodies were visible to us — to me at least — and she slightly bounced against his groin.
Jesus. I squinted in her direction. I gulped more of the beer as I watched Willie fingering her through her itty-bitty red satin dress. Her head tilted back against his neck, and I couldn’t believe it. Here? Where so many people could witness them? I wasn’t sure whether to be turned on or grossed out as I watched my friend, but either way my heart skipped at the sight, urging a primal sense to wash over me, wishing I was the one there with Nathan. I peeked upward and caught Nathan observing me.
We’d been quiet for too long, and I decided it was a great idea to open my damn mouth.
“I bet you and Willie do this all the time, right?” I shouted over the loud music, pointing in Eve’s direction. Nathan glanced over and watched the scene unfold, but finally let out a defeated sigh.
“That’s more of a Willie type of activity.”
“So, while Willie finds himself his next best lay, what do you do?” I teased him. “Teach girls how to play pool every weekend?” A confident smirk played on my lips, but his eyes narrowed at my words.
“Truth is…” he paused to take a breath. “I’m nothing like Willie, but I don’t hate on his game. It’s his life.” He shrugged. “To be honest, you’re the first girl I’ve actually interacted with since I’ve moved here.” I knew he wasn’t from here. It wasn’t the lack of accent that was a dead giveaway, rather it was his hatless wardrobe. Aside from that, with that type of body, he’d never go for a girl like me, yet his line was just that… a line.
“And exactly when did you move here, to North Carolina?”
“I moved here last summer, so a little over a year. How about you?”
