I moved from my chair, straddling his lap as I sat close against him. I laced my arms around his neck, tilting my head off to the side just to taste a little more of him. I felt him grunt and tried my best not to lean my full weight against him. It was hard. His arms cloaked my back, pulling me closer despite the pain he was in.
“Max--mm--your nose is--oh--and your ribs--fuck.”
He kissed down my neck. “Shut up and let me dote on you.”
I sighed. “My pleasure.”
His kisses felt delightful. His hands traveled the expanse of my body. As we sat there, alone in the pub, I felt more connected to him than ever before. His lips wrapped around my clothed, puckered nipples. His hands slid up and down my trembling thighs. I felt his raging erection pressing against me, begging to be set free from his jeans.
Then he pulled back.
I panted softly as my forehead fell against his. I felt his nose nuzzle mine softly as his hand cupped the nape of my neck. I gazed into his eyes. Those glorious, powerful, brooding eyes. They ignited with lust for me. I saw them sparkling. Aching for me, the way I ached for him.
“Are we alone?” I whispered.
Max looked around quickly before grinning.
“All alone, gorgeous.”
I smiled. “Good.”
I captured his lips with my own again, refusing to let the moment pass us by. Max made me feel free, in control of my own life, spontaneous and beautiful. Important, and wanted. I didn’t want that feeling to end. I wasn’t ready to relinquish it and go back to campus.
So I rocked against him as my tongue slid over the roof of his mouth.
His hands went straight to my ass cheeks for round two.
4
Max
I didn’t know what the hell this second kiss was all about. But I wasn’t about to stop her. I didn’t give a shit how much pain my body was in. Nothing would ever stop me from enjoying her, holding her as close as I could get her. The pub had been abandoned. There wasn’t a soul in sight. No staff. None of my guys. And certainly no one from the public. The lights were dimmed and the streets were silent, except for the roaring of motorcycles as they drove off into the distance. As my hands slid down to Dani’s ass cheeks, gripping them with sheer delight, her giggle set off a need in me I had to fulfill.
The last motorcycle engine faded into the distance.
Her fingers plunged into my hair as she clung to me. I slipped my hands into the pockets of her jeans and gave her ass a nice little squeeze. Her giggle sent my
heart fluttering. Her hold on me sent my cock pulsing. And her gasps--those little sounds of hers--sent the tip of my dick leaking.
I growled. “I need you. Now.”
I fisted her hair and crashed our lips back together. The pain in my body and in my head dulled the second our tongues collided. With every grind of her hips against my own, it faded into nothingness. Her hands slid my leather jacket off. My fingers unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. We pawed at one another, trembling with need. Heated, and wanton, and ready for what came next.
“Take me. I need you, Max.”
I kissed her neck. “Why don’t you be a good girl and stand up for me?”
She giggled as I gripped her legs, standing us both up. She clung to me as I carried her over to the bar, settling her onto its edge. I pulled up a chair and sat, admiring her pussy as it stared me in the face. I was ready to feast on her until she begged me to stop. Until she pushed me away and drenched this bar with a mess we’d have to clean up before we left.
“Lift those hips for me, gorgeous.”
I looped my fingers into the belt loops of her pants and she did as I asked. She planted her hands and lifted that perfect body of hers into the air. Helping me to slide her pants over that perfect ass of hers. I wanted to know what that tasted like as well. Maybe I’d make a damn fine meal out of her tonight.
I reached down and unbuttoned my own pants. Pulling my dick out so it could breathe without pain.
And hopefully, so I could pull her back into my lap and sink myself into her warmth.
I pulled her pants down to her boots and slipped my head between her legs. With her wet panties taunting me with their scent, I nuzzled softly against the cotton fabric. Cotton. Such a harsh and plain fabric. I kissed it softly before my fingers slid them to the side, revealing to me the pussy lips I wanted to suck on as a little treat.