He was right. I knew I’d overreacted at the café.
“Dude, you need to cut her some slack.”
I took a sip from my beer. I looked over the menu, unsure what to order. Truth be told, I wasn’t even reading the words. I was glancing to the side, watching Meadow and Sandra together.
They were laughing and talking like they’d been friends for years. I knew Sandra was a friendly waitress, but she’d clearly gone the extra mile this time. And the way Meadow laughed, it was infectious. It made me want to smile myself, and I was the guy who never smiled.
Paul started talking again, this time about something he’d heard on the news. I looked up like I was listening to whatever he was going on about, but I didn’t hear a word he said. My eyes were looking past him and were locked on Meadow.
There was something so different about her now. Sure, I’d thought she was attractive from the moment I saw her. I’d fantasized about bending her over the bar and teaching her some manners. But there was more to her now. She had confidence. She was glowing.
I was brought back to the present by Paul, hitting me on the arm.
“Hello. Earth to Kane. What are you going to order?”
I hadn’t even noticed the waitress standing there, waiting to take my order.
“I’ll get the bacon mushroom burger with fries.”
The waitress wrote down my order and left.
“Dude. Jason’s in the back today,” Paul said when she left. “He’s experimenting with a new brew. We should go back and see how it’s coming along.”
Paul was a beer enthusiast and loved working at the brewery. We got up to head back to the tanks.
We walked behind Meadow and Sandra. They were in their own world and I was sure they hadn’t noticed us. I was glad. After talking to Paul, I was feeling embarrassed about how I’d overreacted earlier.
I didn’t know what I’d say to her this time. I could apologize again, but now I didn’t trust myself not to say something stupid right after. There’s only so many times you can make an idiot of yourself in front of a girl before she writes you off as a clown.
We made our way through the restaurant to the back where the beer tanks were. Jason wasn’t around when we got there.
“Hey, Paul, you look for him. I’ll be right back.”
CHAPTER 21
MEADOW
“Hold that thought lady. If I don’t go to the bathroom now, I’ll be in big trouble when you make me laugh again.”
I got up, grabbed my purse and made my way to the ladies room. I smiled and laughed to myself as I walked there, replaying our ridiculous conversations in my mind. I was having the greatest time. I shook my head in disbelief when I thought about the complete one-eighty my day had taken.
I looked in the mirror to check my hair and makeup. Something was different. I looked different, and it wasn’t just my new Walmart top. It was my smile. Even my eyes were smiling. I hardly recognized myself. I looked like the old, happy Meadow. Meadow before she was ever cheated on. It was nice to see myself again.
I bent over and messed my hair to give it some volume. I touched up my red lipstick and added a coat of lipgloss to give it a sexy shine. I felt amazing. I felt happy. I unlocked the door and strutted out with confidence. I strutted out with so much confidence that I ran straight into a man passing by.
He was holding a beer and I knocked it out of his hand, spilling it all over his shirt and jeans.
“Oh no. I’m so sorry.”
He laughed. “Looks like the beer’s on me.”
I regained my footing and looked up to apologize again.
“Oh my God. It’s you.”
I froze like a deer in headlights.
Kane said nothing back. Our eyes locked.
He looked so sexy in his work clothes. His tank-top was covered in engine oil and his hair was slicked back with just a few curls falling in front of his face. He was looking at me like a predator about to pounce on its prey. My knees went weak from the look in his eyes.
“I … I thought you were banned from this place,” I said.
He gave me a smile that said he knew everything about me. He knew I was glad to see him. He knew my panties were getting wet just from looking at him.
He put his beer glass on the juke box and grabbed me by the wrists.
“Take your hands off me,” I stammered.
I was caught in his grip and I didn’t want to escape. He pushed me backwards, back through the ladies room door. He followed me in, kicked the door shut behind him, and pressed me against the wall.
“How dare you,” I gasped, and with that, he crushed his lips against mine. It was the most intense, most arousing kiss of my life. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him back. An electrical surge pulsed through my entire body.
When his tongue met mine, I thought I would melt. My legs felt weak but he was holding me up, pressing the entire weight of his muscular body against mine. I was pinned between him and the wall, and I can honestly say, there was no where on earth I’d have rather been.
He was an amazing kisser, his lips forcing mine open as his tongue entered my mouth. His kiss went from my mouth, down over my neck, and when he gently bit my ear, I squealed in surprise.
I’d never been so wet in my life. His bulge pressed against my groin and the image of his cock flashed before my eyes. His hands were still holding my wrists, pinning them against the wall, and he slid them down my arms and over my breasts, cupping each breast.
I reached behind him and clenched his perfect, muscular ass, as he toyed with my nipples through my shirt and bra.
“Oh my,” I gasped when he finally let me up for air.
I put his finger in front of my lips, telling me not to say anything.
I watched in silence as he reached for the door handle and locked it. This was it. I was alone with him now. No one could come in and rescue me. Not that I wanted to be rescued!
With his perfect, muscular arms, he lifted me from the ground and pinned me back against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms clung tightly around his neck. Our mouths never stopped touching. Our lips pressed together harder, parting as our tongues pushed to graze each other.
I gasped for air as his hand moved around to the back of my neck and pushed my hair to the side. He broke his lips from mine and began to kiss his way down my neck. I felt like I was floating, pinned as I was with my legs wrapped around him.
He kissed every inch of my neck. When his mouth passed by my ear, the feeling of his breath sent tingles down my body. My back arched, pressing my pussy tight against his groin.
I was so his. I was so ready for him.
If he wanted me, I’d let him take me. I couldn’t resist. I couldn’t even think.
I pressed my pelvis into him and leaned my head to the side, exposing more of my neck to him. I didn’t want him to stop.
And he didn’t.
His kisses turned to his tongue running up my neck. He moved to my earlobe, taking it in his mouth, sucking it as he pulled it away from me. The moment his teeth bit down, he reached a hand up under my shirt and grabbed my breast firmly. His grip tightened as he moved his tongue around the folds of my ear.
I let out a cry of pleasure then forced myself to silence as I remembered where we were.
I lifted my shoulder and gently pushed his head back up. I needed his mouth back on mine so his kiss would keep me quiet. Our tongues pressed into each other. He maneuvered both hands under my bra and slowly moved his thumbs against my already hard nipples. I reached to the back of his head and grabbed his messy blonde hair and pulled down.
The harder I pulled, the harder he pressed his dick against me. I could tell he was hard but I wanted to know how hard.
I kept pulling and he kept pressing. Oh, I wanted more.
I wanted to feel his dick in my hands. I unwrapped my legs from his body and placed my feet back on the ground, never breaking our kiss. I reached towards his crotch and just as my han
ds grazed the outside of his jeans, he flipped me around so I was facing the wall. He grabbed my wrists with both hands and held them above my head.
Using his knee, he parted my legs and pressed it up hard between them.
I’d never felt so dominated, so under the control of a man.
My back arched and my ass moved back towards him. He let go with one hand and slid it down my arm, along my back and over my ass. He teased me by running his fingers along the upper edge of my pants. He then quickly reached down between my legs, then up around the front and held me firmly by the pussy.
I moaned seductively and he tightened his grip.
He reached around with both hands and undid the button on my pants and pulled them to the ground. While he was down there, he took both my ass cheeks in his hands, spread them apart, then pressed them together.
“I’ve wanted this ass from the moment I laid eyes on it,” he said as he moved his face towards my left cheek and bit down.
I cried out then threw my hand in front of my mouth to stifle the sound.
I was going crazy. Hearing him say that made me want him more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. It was so long since I felt wanted by a man. From the moment I saw Kane, I wanted him. I never dared imagine he wanted me too.
Before I was able to get lost in my mind, his fingers slide along my ass crack, then between the wet folds of my vagina.
I was soaking wet. I was dripping for him. There was no way I could hide it now. He knew I wanted him as badly as he wanted me.
He pulled my underwear aside and slid his wet fingers over every inch of me. He parted my lips and slid his fingers up and down, over and over again, but never went inside.
I was dying to feel him inside me.
His finger hovered at the entrance to my pussy and I pressed my ass down and back, inviting him inside.
He teased me. His finger circled the outside of my pussy lips before moving away. I was going crazy with lust.
“I want you inside me,” I said softly.
He stood up quickly, pressing his body against mine, and put his mouth to my ear.
“Say it again.”
“I want you inside me.”
“With my name.”
“I want you inside me, Kane,” I repeated and reached behind, grabbing for his dick.
He had touched me and I needed to touch him. I wanted to feel him in my hands before I felt him inside me. I wanted to feel his cock stiffen in my grip and tell me how badly he wanted me. I wanted to feel the smooth skin of his shaft.
Again he denied me, brushing my hand away from his cock.
“Oh, please,” I whispered.
He grabbed both my wrists with one hand and held them above my head. His other hand undid his pants and the sound of them hitting the ground brought my wetness to the next level.
I’d never been this aroused in my life. I was ready to scream.
“Do you want to feel me Meadow?”
“Yes,” I gasped.
He lifted me up and put me down on the sink, facing him. I felt the sink move slightly, as if we were about to break it, but I didn’t care.
He held my face in both hands and kissed me. The force of his kiss pushed me back. He bit my lip to bring me back closer to him. His hands slid around to the back of my head, his fingers running through my hair.
Slowly, he pulled away from our kiss, holding my head softly as he stopped everything to look at me.
Nervously, I looked back at him, and when our eyes met, my stomach turned and I felt my heart move to my throat. He had kind eyes, they were gentle and no doubt the window to a very deep soul. I wanted so badly to know what he was thinking as he looked at me in silence.
We were locked in such an intense moment.
There was a connection I’d never felt before. While we explored each other’s eyes, I couldn’t ignore the fact that the head of his throbbing boner was resting in the wet lips of my pussy.
I felt it move subtly and almost climaxed just imagining what was to come.
My mind raced. I was experiencing a mind, body, and soul overload. It was all too much and suddenly I broke the silence.
“I’m sorry I was mean to you.”
“Shh,” he said, smiling. “I’m the one who’s sorry.”
Our eyes locked and in that moment, without breaking contact, he pushed his dick into me.
My hands reached for his biceps and held on tight. It hurt, but it was a good hurt. I still hadn’t seen or touched his dick, but I could feel how big he was as he pressed through my tight, soaking wet hole. My nails clenched into him as he made the final push and was completely inside me.
“Oh, Kane, you feel so good,” I gasped.
“Quiet,” he panted, kissing me to stop me talking.
He was right. If I kept going, I’d ruin the moment.
I was nervous and overwhelmed and felt like I needed to talk to ease the intensity. I had no idea how to handle what was happening. He pulled his dick out to the very tip and swiftly slid back inside me.
I focused on the sensation of his cock entering deep inside my body. All I needed to handle was his massive dick.
I kissed him as his thrusts became shorter, quicker and harder. His bold movements lifted my ass off the counter over and over again. We were in danger of ripping it from the wall.
I tried to scream in pleasure, but Kane covered my mouth with his hand.
I never felt anything like it in my entire life. The passion, the connection, the pleasure of a massive penis. I never wanted him to stop fucking me. I ran my hands down his body and could feel the definition of abs and pecs under his shirt. I wanted to rip it off to see for myself, to touch every inch of his skin with my hands.
He kept kissing me, my mouth, my neck, my throat, while his cock slid powerfully in and out of my pussy. The pleasure was unbelievable.
Suddenly, we heard someone try to open the door. I froze, but Kane kept fucking me. I was terrified whoever it was would come in and catch us. I bit into Kane’s shoulder, as if to hide my face.
The pain made him thrust even harder, causing me to cry out again.
“What’s going on in there?”
They tried the door again but it was firmly locked.
Kane kissed my neck as he reached around to my ass with both hands and pulled me down from the counter and firmly onto his cock. He impaled me completely.
I forgot all about the person at the door, even as they continued to struggle with the door handle.
“We should get out of here,” I gasped to Kane. “You’re going to get us into trouble.”
“You’re not going anywhere, not until I cum inside you.”
“What?” I gasped, but I was powerless to resist him. Even if I wanted to, my body wouldn’t obey.
I gripped around his neck, digging my nails deep into his muscles as he thrust himself so far into my body I thought he’d break me. I was completely his, completely under his control.
He moved harder and faster, pumping into my helpless body like a raging machine.
We both looked down and watched his cock slide in and out of me. My eyes grew in amazement. He was even bigger than I’d feared.
He thrust into me, again and again, and before I knew it, he was bent over me, burying his face in my shoulder. I felt his dick pulsing inside me. I put my arms around his body, and dragged my fingers down along his back as he unloaded all his cum deep inside me.
“Oh, God,” I cried out as the sensation of his cum flooding into me overwhelmed my senses.
He kissed my neck as his cock continued to flow into me. Then I felt his body relax. It was as if a raging inferno had just been quenched.
He lifted me off the counter and set me back on the ground.
“Meadow,” he panted, “you’re incredible.”
“Stop talking and get your pants on,” I said, eyeing the door that was still shaking from the person outside trying to get it open.
Whoever it was sure was pers
istent.
We quickly pulled our pants up and adjusted ourselves.
“How do I look?” I said.
“Like you’ve just been fucked by a stallion,” he said, winking at me.
I squeezed my legs together and trembled with desire. I could still feel his cum inside me.
“Come on,” he said, kissing me on the forehead and giving my ass a tight squeeze.
He opened the door of the washroom and stepped out. Four girls were out there, waiting to use the washroom. They all looked at us conspiratorially, knowing exactly what we’d been up to.
“It’s all yours, ladies,” Kane said, with so much swagger I saw each and every one of them swoon with jealousy.
Then he looked back at me and gave me a wink.
“Catch you later, gorgeous.”
Then he walked across the bar. Without me!
Catch you later?
What the hell just happened?
CHAPTER 22
KANE
Holy hell. I just had the best fuck of my life!
The thought of my cum in Meadow’s pussy made my cock pulse all over again.
I wiped the sweat off my forehead and made my way to the back of the brewery to find Paul. He was talking to Jason and as I got closer, I gave them both a nod, not interrupting their conversation. Jason handed me a sample of the beer they were discussing.
“I was just telling Paul that I experimented with a different flavor on this one. Have a sip and let me know what you think,” Jason said.
He was obviously feeling pretty proud. As I took a sip, I looked at Paul who was eagerly watching me. It was clear he had already tasted and guessed correctly what was in it. I let the flavor sit in my mouth for a few seconds as they both waited for my response.
“It’s good. A lighter beer. It tastes pretty fresh,” I said.
“Yeah, but can you tell what I added?” Jason asked.
“It kind of tastes sweet. Fruity, like a chick’s beer.”
“Yeah, yeah, but can you taste which fruit it is?” Paul said, jumping in.
“I don’t know man, you guys are the experts. I just like beer,” I said as I took another sip.
They looked disappointed. Jason continued about the beer.
“There’s a tart cherry flavor in there.”
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