She kisses me, though, before I can kiss her first. And her arms wrap around me, not letting go. Her knee lifts, hooking my hip. And her mouth parts, her tongue finding mine. And we kiss like I've never kissed before. Deep, raw, real. I don't want it to end.
I devour her with my mouth, the way I'd like to devour every other inch of her. My hand is on her back, lowering to her ass, and I squeeze it just like I was hoping to do when I followed her through this bar to the bathroom.
She moans in my mouth, biting my lower lip. Our tongues twirl in a dance. And my cock aches. I know she can feel it pressing against her belly.
When she pulls away, her hands are still pressed back to my chest, as if she had to force herself to push off. As if she’s scared of what kissing me any longer might mean.
Still, there is a glint in her eyes. A hope for more.
"What was that for?" I ask.
She smiles. "It's my birthday. Can't a girl make her own birthday wish come true?"
4
GINNY
I can't believe I kissed him. Like leaned in and took exactly what I wanted. I kissed him. Him. A man in a navy suit with a gorgeous face and a body ripped and chiseled and primed.
I know what I'm talking about, even though I've never done the deed, and this man's cock was pressed against my belly while I kissed him.
A thrill runs through me at the thought that somehow, little old me was turning that big, bad boss on.
My words must have intrigued him or something, because instead of walking out of the bathroom the way we came, he spins me around, presses me right against the door and hikes my ass up into his hands. My legs wrap around his waist. And I swear to God, I'm in some movie, because this scene is unreal.
His mouth is against mine, his tongue against mine, his cock against my... Oh, yes, I think. This might actually be everything. My birthday wish and losing my V-card and my life actually beginning.
I kiss him. I kiss him hard and deliciously, savoring every moment because I'm no fool. This could end as quickly as it started.
He's a stranger, a man I accidentally fell into, sloshing his drink and yet meeting his eye.
And now, here we are. My back is against a door, a fantasy I've had for longer than I'd like to admit. He's letting me live it out. His mouth is divine.
"Damn," he groans, squeezing my ass. And I am not ashamed to admit that I wrap those legs of mine tighter around his waist and give him a little grind. Oh, it feels good. The tip of his cock is against my pussy, and actually, I swear, I wish I weren't wearing undies right now. But I am, sadly. The kiss is erotic, exotic, and ours for the taking.
"Ginny?" Someone is knocking on the door. Hard. And that someone is Tori. "Ginny, I know you're in there. I saw you go in."
Grant looks at me, really looks at me. "Is that your friend?"
I nod, "Yeah. Tori, my roommate."
"Should we put her out of her agony?"
"It's me who's agonized," I tell him.
He smiles, kissing me softly and setting me down on the ground.
"Ginny, open up! You're stressing me out! Are you okay? Baby, are you all right?"
"She cares about you," Grant says.
"Yeah," I say, "she's my best friend."
I reach for the door. I don't look back. I don't want Tori to see Grant walk out with me. I tug the door closed, leaving him in there by himself. He can probably jack off to deal with that hard-on because I'm guessing I'm never going to see him again. He's going to blink and look in the mirror and maybe splash cold water in his face and ask himself, What the fuck was I just doing? That girl is not in my league.
Tori looks at me with wide eyes. "Where have you been? I was so worried. I saw you walk through the bar with that guy, which, okay, he was super hot by the way, but you can't just leave us like that. It's your birthday. We were worried."
"I was just a few minutes. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you," I say.
"Good. Come on. We're all dancing; they're putting on our song."
"Okay," I say, "sounds great." I follow her through the bar, winding through the crowd of people, and the dance floor is full.
This bar is fun. It's called On The Rocks, and I've been here a few times, but never with my girls and never on a Friday night, wearing a birthday crown and a mini dress. I've never been kissed here, that's for sure.