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“Well, that was embarrassing.” I hide my face in my hands and Skid instantly forces them back down.
“Ain’t nothin’ to be ashamed of in that. I like it.”
“You like that I’m a complete novice when it comes to having any form of fun?” I question him with a raised eyebrow.
“I like that I get to be the one who’ll teach ya stuff, and I really like that I’m gonna get a whole lotta your firsts.” He wets his lips as he talks to me, making me crave his mouth on mine again. “I also like the way you blush when you get embarrassed,” he continues, then reaching around the table he takes hold of the chair I’m sitting on and uses it to drag me closer to him. His nose slides over my cheek as his hand travels up my thigh and under the skirt I’m wearing.
“You ever got off in a bar full of people before?” he whispers into my ear, his deep voice speaking right to my core as his fingertips brush over the cotton panties I’m wearing.
“You can’t be serious.” I turn my head and swallow thickly.
“Do I look like I’m kiddin’?” He has a real serious look on his face, one that assures me he’s not.
“You… wecan’t.” I feel my cheeks getting hotter and my panties getting wetter as the pressure of his fingers becomes a little heavier.
“You just tell me when to stop.” He looks at me with a cocky smirk on his face, distracting me from the fact that the waitress is at the table carefully lifting our drinks from her tray and placing them in front of us.
Skid doesn’t take his eyes off mine, and I do my best not to give away what's happening under the table when I smile at her politely.
“You look beautiful,” Skid whispers as his finger slips inside the cotton and makes flesh-to-flesh contact with my clit.
“Oh my god.” My toes curl inside my boots, and my heart beats a little faster.
“Want me to stop?” His voice remains mellow, and I close my eyes and grip my hands on the table while I shake my head. This is pure insanity, but being with Skid makes me feel empowered enough to let him continue.
“You’re soakin’ fuckin’ wet.” His breath touches my cheek as his hand continues to work between my legs.
“I…I…” I don’t know what I want to say. I just know that I don’t want him to stop, and when I feel the tip of his finger slip inside me, I let out a moan that, thankfully, is drowned out by the loud music that's playing.
“Take a sip, tell me if you like it,” Skid whispers against my throat as he kisses it, and I do as he says, picking up the glass and bringing it to my lips. My mouth is so dry that the crisp, fruity taste is exactly what I need.
“How is it?” Skid asks, stirring his finger inside me and teasing my clit with his thumb.
“It’s good.” I manage, my hand shaking as I place the glass back down on the table before I spill it.
“You're close, I can feel it. Don’t hold back. Don’t worry about them. They don’t matter,” he tells me under his breath, using his free hand to grab my thigh and spread my legs open a little wider.
“Come all over my fingers, Addison,” he orders, picking up his pace and making it impossible for me to hold off.
My skin shivers as pleasure overcomes all my inhibitions and I do as he asks. My pussy squeezes his fingers and I grip hold of his thighs through his jeans as my entire body tenses. I feel like I’m floating out of my body, the music now distant, and the fact we’re in a crowded bar irrelevant.
I turn my head and kiss Skid’s lips, sliding my hand through his beard as I muffle my pleasure into his mouth to stop myself from screaming. His breaths are heavy as he holds his fingers still inside me, letting me discreetly ride out the last of my orgasm onto them. My body eventually relaxes, and when I open my eyes he’s staring back at me, almost seeming as shocked as I am.
My chest is rising and falling rapidly as I glance around us to check if anyone’s noticed the mind-shattering orgasm he’s just given me, but no one seems aware. I don’t think anyone would dare to say anything even if they did.
Skid drops his head and laughs, and I throw my face into my hands again, laughing too.
There’s nothing like coming in a room full of people and a few drinks to loosen you up. After two more white wine and sodas I really start to forget all my troubles. Skid seems to be having a good time too; we laugh at a couple who are too drunk to even stand while they attempt to dance, and we kiss whenever we like, which seems to be a lot.
“I need the bathroom.” I stand up from the table, feeling a little giddy myself as I find my feet.
“Just over there.” Skid points to the back of the room and I salute him before I head toward the big, pink neon light that saysLadies.
The music thuds through the walls as I relieve myself, and I can’t help feeling the buzz of excitement that white wine and soda mixed with Skid’s company brings. I pull up my panties and straighten myself out before I flush and when I wash my hands, I smile at my reflection.
I’ve been right to question Skid’s change of heart, I vowed after he left us that I’d never let myself get hurt again. But his reasons are understandable, the man has suffered greatly. If Skid is gonna trust his instincts, I have to trust mine too. We could be really happy.
I dry off my hands and head back out to join him, hoping he’s up for getting out of here and going back to his cabin for some alone time before we pick up Charlie. I’m crossing the bar room floor toward where he’s sitting when something outside of the window catches my eye. Something that has my feet stopping and my heart thumping.
