LISA
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"So your sister's friend Lindsay has the hots for you," Jennie lowers her voice to tell me something I already know, leaning against the bar top and taking a small swig of beer. It's late. Really late for her to be out, but I'm glad she's still here. The bar's nearly empty, and closing time is minutes away. Minji and the others have already left. The drone of the television and one other person are the only things accompanying us. I can't wait to get her alone. Mickey needs to take the hint and get the fuck out of here, but he always stays till I close. I get why he doesn't want to leave though, and so I'm not going to kick him out. He just doesn't want to go home where he's going to be alone and miss his wife.
"Oh does she?" I tease Jennie with an asymmetric grin. "I don't really care; I've got the hots for you." I almost said only for you, but I'm careful with my words. I want Jennie, but I don't want to lead her on. But I'm a little too addicted to her writhing under me to let her go just yet. Besides the wedding's only a couple of days away. She's all mine till then.
She holds my gaze as she tips her beer back. The baby blues looking for something more from me.
"Come on sweetheart, tell me you've got the hots for me." As I flirt with her, Mickey gets up from his seat and yells out, "Alright, I'm gone." He grabs the remote as if he's at a friend's house, turns off the TV, and tosses it onto the table where it belongs as he walks out.
"Drive safe," I call out to him, leaving my spot at the bar to follow him out and he turns around stopping me with a gesture. He glances at Jennie behind me and gives me a look.
"You two have a good night."
A smile curves my lips up as I follow him to the door and open it for him.
The second I lock the door I turn around to see a heat in Jennie's gaze. My dick's already hardening watching the way she shifts shyly on the barstool. I love the blush on her. It's only for me.
"Last time I had you in the back room," I lower my voice as I stalk my way to her. "This time I want you on the bar top." Her eyes widen, and her breath hitches, her chest rising higher and falling with her heavy intakes.
"Right here?" she asks, splaying her hands across the bar behind her without breaking our gaze. The way she leans back makes her breasts push forward. She's doing it on purpose and I love it.
"Right fucking there. So every day I come in here I can remember how your back bowed as I fucked you on my bar," I breathe the words into the crook of her neck.
I let my fingers trail down her sides, watching as goosebumps form down her arms. She's so responsive. I leave an open-mouth kiss just behind her ear, on that sensitive part of her neck and she moans softly in response, almost a whimper.
My fingers dig into the dip in her waist and I wait for her to open her eyes. When she does, her baby blues shine with lust. "Get your ass up here and get naked for me."
There isn't a second that she hesitates. She moves the second I give her the command. She turns her lush ass to me, crawling onto the bar top. The lighting is dim in the bar and this far back, no one will be able to see what we're doing from the front windows.
But I'll know. I'll remember how I had her, long after she's gone.
I'm eager to pull my shirt off and get back to my view of Jennie slipping the sleeves of her shirt down her shoulders and stripping out of her clothes as quickly as she can. She's eager too, maybe more so.
My jeans fall into a puddle on the floor and I push my boxers down and step out of them, standing in front of her naked and hard as a fucking rock.
A shuddering breath leaves her as she pushes her clothes off the bar, sitting on her bare ass with her knees bent and her feet on the bar. Her breathing comes in deep as she finds my eyes and licks her lips.
We're both bared to each other, in the same spot we first met. I knew then that I wanted her, but I never thought it'd happen.
"Lie down, sweetheart." I climb up on the bar, using the stool as a step and spread her legs. A gentle push on her inner thighs is all I need to get access to her glistening pussy. Fuck. She's so wet. I can't help but to pick her ass up with both hands and tilt her hips so I can easily take a languid lick. A sweet merciful sound is uttered from her lips and it fuels me on.
My blunt nails dig into her flesh as she writhes on the bar. I smile into her heat, tasting her sweetness and feeling conflicted on whether I should get her off this way, or just fuck her hard and rough like I want.
I let go of her with my right hand, to push two fingers into her tight pussy and feel how ready she is. I know I'm a little bigger than she's used to, and I don't want to hurt her.
But I don't want to wait either.
Her sweet moan accompanies her back arching as I curve my fingers and stroke her G-spot. My dick twitches, and a strangled groan vibrates up through my chest. It takes every fucking ounce of effort I have to keep my eyes on her and not let my head fall back when I feel how fucking tight she is. Just the thought of her tight pussy wrapped around my dick is nearly enough to set me off.
She's already close, I know she is.
"You like that?" I question her in a rough breath, kissing her inner thigh afterwards. I never stop stroking her front wall, pressing a bit harder as she stretches for me. Her pussy clenches tighter and her arousal soaks my hand as I push her higher and higher.
Her head thrashes as she breathes the word out. "Yes," she moans and it's barely audible.
I press my thumb to her clit, ruthlessly rubbing circles and her ass jumps in response, her thighs shaking. As she moans my name, I pin her down and I can't move, my body paralyzed from watching the pleasure overtake her body. She's gorgeous like this. She struggles to stay still as I pick up the pace of my movements, desperately needing her to get off.
"Yes!" she screams out, gripping the bar with both hands as her body shakes and her legs try to close tight around me. Fuck yes. Her pussy spasms around my fingers and I don't wait for her orgasm to finish. I need her right fucking now.
Climbing between her legs, I spread the bead of precum over the head of my dick and stroke it. Shit! I forgot the condom.
Her one leg wraps around my waist, the heel of her foot digging into my ass. "Lisa, please," she begs me.
"Condom," I barely get the word out, but I don't try to pull away. "Shit, I need a condom." I don't know if I have another.
"No condom," she shakes her head, her heel pushing harder at my ass and that's all I need. "You don't need to if you don't want to. It's not like…" Her voice drifts off and she doesn't have to explain. It's not like I can forget what she told me weeks ago.
Before the sadness can creep any deeper into her heated gaze, I line my dick up between her hot, slick folds and push in gently at first. Just enough so I can lean forward and brace my arms on either side of her head. Her body's so small beneath mine.
Easing in gently, I tilt my hips and rock into her, slowly stretching her. I'm mesmerized by her face the entire time. Her lips part, and her forehead pinches. I'm quick to reach down and put gentle pressure on her clit with slow circles. Her eyes roll back in her head, and her soft moans fill the room. It gets her to relax and I slide in deeper and easier although there's still some resistance.
I can barely breathe with how tight she is. She feels too fucking good.
When her expression turns a little bit more to pain than I want, I wait a minute, kissing her neck and rubbing her throbbing nub before pushing my way back in.
My lips travel up and down her neck, leaving kisses all along the way.
As soon as I'm buried deep inside of her, I pull back to look her in the eyes.
And in that moment, something switches for me. Something changes between us. I don't know what it is, a spark, a pull. Something raw and pure. Something that's scary as all hell that I don't want to face.
I pull back quickly and slam into her, groaning and falling forward as a cold sweat breaks out along every inch of my skin.
I wait, pushing my chest against hers to keep her pinned down as her pussy spasms around my dick. Her body tenses and I give her a moment… and then do it again.
She cries out "yes!" and I don't wait this time. She's hot, wet and ready for me to fuck her pretty little pussy the way she deserves to be fucked. I angle my hips so each time I thrust all the way to the hilt, my groin smacking against her clit.
"Lisa," she mewls, her hands flying to my shoulders and her nails digging into my skin as I piston my hips, taking her rough and hard. And raw.
Fuck, she feels so good. I bury my head in the crook of her neck, feeling my hot breath against her heated skin. I don't stop, I don't let up my pace.
I'm so fucking close though. My balls draw up, and my spine tingles. I hold my breath, needing her to come with me. A sweat breaks out along my skin as I pump my hips faster.
I need her to get off with me. And just as I'm about to lose it, she ignites under me. A cry of pleasure leaves her lips and her nails scratch down my back.
I thrust my hips in shallow pumps until I come, still deep inside of her. My release washes through me in waves. And I finally breathe, taking in her sweet scent as my dick pulses and I empty myself inside of her.
I finally lift my head up to look at her. And that spark, that pull is even stronger.
Her head lolls to the side as we both catch our breath.
Swallowing thickly, I gently pull out of her. My heart races, and it won't quit.
Something happened. Something changed.
But I ignore it as I climb down and reach for the paper towels under the bar. She doesn't look me in the eyes as I wipe between her legs.
All I want to know is if she felt it, too.
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