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“Like you’ve been doing to me all night?” My thumb brushes against her clit, and her back arches off the bar top. “I’ve been thinking about bending you over this bar all night. Ripping every stitch of clothing off your body and having my wicked way with you.”
“Less talking and more doing.”
I chuckle softly as I lower to my knees, replacing my thumb with my tongue and pulling her clit into my mouth, along with her panties. “I’ve never tasted anything like you in my life.”
Marissa leans up on her elbows, locking eyes with me as she massages her tits through her shirt. Unable to wait any longer, I grip the waistband of her panties and pull, ripping them from her body. Her entire body trembles as I give her lower lips one long lick before shoving two fingers into her pussy.
“Yes,” she hisses, lowering her hands to the edge of the bar and rocking her hips, fucking herself on my fingers.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.” I fist my cock, pumping in time with her movements as her walls spasm around my fingers.
“Oh, I’m so close.” Marissa picks up the pace, rocking back and forth faster as my fingers disappear inside her.
When I sense she’s almost to the edge, I pull my fingers out and stand.
“What the fuck!” Marissa screeches as she tries to sit up, but I use my arm to push her back, holding her in place.
“The only place you’re going to come is on my cock,” I say before sucking my fingers into my mouth and licking them clean.
I line myself up, brushing the tip of my cock against her hardened nub. “This is your last chance, Marissa. You can tell me no. I’ll help you get dressed, and we can go our separate ways.”
I hold still, waiting for some sign that this is what she really wants. She’s been drinking, but she has her wits about her. Marissa can tell me no, and although it would pain me, I’d do exactly what I said.
“I want you,” she responds, reaching between us and sliding my cock between her folds.
I shift backward before sheathing myself deep inside her. “So fucking tight.”
Her walls clench around my cock as I try to ease all the way out before thrusting forward once again. I pick up the pace, using the bar for leverage, and pull my body forward, thrusting deep inside.
“Fuck, your pussy is perfect,” I mumble into her neck as I pull the sensitive skin behind her ear between my teeth.
“It’s never been…” Marissa wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me into her chest. Marissa gasps loudly as I hit her G-spot with the tip of my cock.
“I know,” I respond, knowing exactly what she’s trying to tell me.
I’ve wanted Marissa for years, and now that she has finally given me the chance to have her, there’s no turning back. Bitterness and sorrow swirl through my body, not knowing what will come in tomorrow’s morning light. She promised me one night, and by some chance, I managed to convince her that we are so much more than a one-night stand. That I will love her until my dying day because I’ve dreamt of calling her mine for all these years. Now I just need to convince her of that fact.
“I’m close.” I clench my jaw, needing her to come before I tumble over the edge. “Can you come for me, sugar?”
She nods, lifting her legs and wrapping them around my waist. I reach between our bodies, pressing down on her clit and rubbing tight, small circles.
“I’m gonna come,” she pants, digging her nails into my shirt and raking them down my back.
She screams, her voice echoing off the walls of my bar as I lift her legs over my shoulders and pump faster. Swirls of color blur my vision as I thrust forward, burying my cock deep inside her as I come loudly, moaning her name.
I lower her legs to the sides as I slide out of her with a groan and reach for a bar towel to wipe her clean. I throw it to the floor, not wanting my employees to clean up my mess, and tuck myself back into my pants.
“What are you doing?” I raise my eyebrow in question as I watch Marissa slide off the bar and head away from me.
“I said—”
I stride toward her. “You didn’t think I was finished with you yet, did you?”
She’s going to do everything she can to put a stop to this, to walk away from me in the morning and pretend this never happened, just like that night in Chattanooga. But I won’t let that happen a second time. I couldn’t then, and I sure as hell can’t now. Marissa needs to understand that now that I’ve had a taste of what things could be like between us, I won’t ever be able to go back.
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
MARISSA
