Dancing Hearts

by Heather Dahlgren

  “I’m sorry, Emma. I’m not laughing because you are embarrassed--I’m laughing because you think that makes you sound slutty. Listen, I know we have a lot to learn about each other still, but I knew the second I saw you that you were not that kind of girl.” He pushes out his chair and grabs my hand pulling me toward him. I get up and he pulls me onto his lap. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my nose. “Doll, we’ve both had relationships, and we’ve both been with other people. I’m not a jealous person. I don’t care what you’ve done in the past. I’m not sure what you are thinking, but I would like to see where this goes with you.” I can’t even answer him, yet I lean forward and press my lips to his. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth before our tongues meet. This man does crazy things to my body, just having him kiss me has my panties getting wet. I move so I am straddling him and run my hands into his hair. I lightly pull and am rewarded with a growl. He grabs onto my ass and begins rubbing it, which feels so amazing, especially in this light sundress. I’m getting more turned on by the second, so I begin to rub my pussy against the erection I now feel. A moan slips out because it feels so amazing. He begins pulling my dress up so my ass is exposed. He then slips his hands down my panties, grabbing my ass. I’m lost in a sea of sensations, especially when he begins kissing down my neck to the swells of my breasts. He licks and nips before pulling back. “Fuck, Emma, I need to stop because soon I won’t be able too.” He still has his hands on my ass, and my pussy and breasts are begging for attention. I don’t want him to stop. I want him to make me come, but I know he’s right. I close my eyes to try to get my hormones in check before I look at him.

  “As much as I don’t want you to stop, and holy shit, I don’t want you to stop, I know we should.” I rest my forehead on his chest. He removes his hands and rubs my back, while he rests his chin on my head.

  “So does this mean you want to see where this can go?” This causes us both to laugh. I sit up smiling at him.

  “Yes, that is exactly what this means.” He gives me a quick kiss before smacking my ass, causing me to yelp.

  “Alright, let’s get this dinner cleaned up because I have to be at the bar soon.” I climb off his lap, and we carry everything into the kitchen. Once dinner is all cleaned up and the dishes are in the dishwasher, we move into the living room. He grabbed us both a bottle of water before we sat down. It makes me curious. He never drinks or at least the times I’ve been with him he never has. Although, he didn’t even offer any tonight to me either. Once we are seated, I kick off my boots and pull my legs up under me.

  “Can I ask you a question?” He turns sideways to face me and moves a piece of hair off my face, tucking it behind my ear.

  “Of course, you can ask me anything.” I smile at him for the sweet gesture.

  “Do you not drink? I’ve yet to see you have a drink.” Something crosses his face briefly before he disguises it with a smile and wink.

  “No, I don’t drink.” Holy shit. This makes me so curious.

  “Why?” Yes, I just blurted it out. He blows out a breath and rubs his hands on his face. Damn, I feel like maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up. I don’t say anything, I figure he will say something when he is ready. He finally looks up at me with sadness or regret in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Cooper, you don’t need to explain.” He shakes his head ‘no’ and puts his hand on mine.

  “No, if we are going to have a relationship, we need to know each other. I don’t drink, but I used to drink. I used to drink a lot. After my dad died, I went on a downward spiral. I drank to block out the pain, the loss, the anger. There wasn’t really a time that I wasn’t drunk. I came home one night to find my mom on the floor, screaming for my dad. I knew then that I needed to change. I needed to be the son that she deserved. She lost her husband and she was losing her son. I decided that night to never touch alcohol again and I haven’t.” The more he tells the story the more my heart breaks. He gives the impression that his life is so put together, I never would have thought he’d been through so much. I climb onto his lap and wrap my arms around him in a comforting hug. He rests his head on my chest and blows out a breath.

  “Cooper, I’m so sorry for everything you’ve been through. Thank you for trusting me enough to share that with me though.” I kiss the top of his head and he tightens his hold on me.

  I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST told Emma the truth. The only ones who know what happened are Levi¸ Hunter, and Ryder. Whenever a girl asked me why I don’t drink, I came up with some bullshit story. With her it was different, I didn’t want to lie to her. I want her to know me, the real me. I pull back from her embrace and kiss her soft lips. “Thank you for not judging me. No one besides the guys know that story.” She is rubbing circles on my back with her small hands and it is so comforting.

  “That means a lot to me that you would trust me enough to share it with me. My turn to be honest. My last boyfriend seemed like a great guy until he cheated on me.” As much as I hate that she was caused any amount of pain, I’m thankful that asshole cheated on her because it led her to me.

  “Emma, I swear to you, that is something you never have to worry about with me. I have never cheated. Cheating is the coward’s way. If I don’t want to be with someone anymore, I break up with them. Yes, women at the bar try to flirt with me, and try to come on to me, but I promise you I never mix business with pleasure. You are my pleasure, doll.” Just then, of course, my phone rings. “I’m sorry. I need to get that.” She climbs off my lap, which does not make me happy, and I grab my phone. “Hey.”

  “Hey, boss. Just wanted to see if you needed me tonight?” Fuck, Roy calling me like this is never a good thing. This is his nice way of telling me that he wants the night off. I look over at Emma, and for the first time in years, I want to keep the bar closed. I don’t want our time together to end already, but I know in reality that can’t happen.

  “No, it’s good Roy. It shouldn’t be busy tonight. I’ll see you Friday.” We hang up and I pull Emma back onto my lap. “Doll, I hate this but I need to head down to the bar. Roy called out, so it’s just me tonight. You have work tomorrow until five?” She gives me a weak smile. I’m not sure if it is because she is still thinking about what I told her or that I need to leave her again for work?

  “Tomorrow, I don’t go in until ten, so I work until seven. I understand you need to go, Cooper; we will figure this all out.” I pull her into a tight hug. Since the minute I met her, we are always being interrupted. I need to figure something out like she said, because if we are going to try to make a go at this, she will require more than an hour at a time. Hell, I want more than that. It’s never bothered me before, but I want to make this girl happy. I want to see where this can go, and none of that will happen if we can’t spend time together.

  I gently lower her onto her back and move on top. I claim her mouth in a kiss, trying to let her know how sorry I am that I’m leaving again and how fucking attracted I am to her and how I want to try to make this work. She grabs a hold of my arms like she is holding on for dear life. I love that I have this power over herand that with just a simple kiss she begins to give herself over to me. I run my hands down her silky body to her tits. I palm both of them, feeling how hard her nipples are. She moans and I quickly swallow it down. This is fucking killing me, I don’t want to end this. I want to carry her into my room and worship her body. I want to make love to her and fuck her senseless. I squeeze her breasts and she grinds that sweet pussy against my cock that is so fucking hard I know she feels it. I just want to pay attention to her breasts before I leave. I pull the top of her sexy dress down and expose her tits. “Holy fuck, Emma, no bra. You are killing me here.” Her chest is heaving and flushed. I look at her tits and see my marks, and fuck, it makes me want to mark her all over. I suck a hardened nipple into my mouth, while tweaking the other. She arches her back and pushes more of her perfect tit into my mouth.

  “Oh God, Cooper. It feels so good.” I bite onto her nipple gently and she screams
. Then as if the world just continues to play its sick joke of interrupting us, my phone rings. It is fucking unbelievable that this keeps happening. I pull off her nipple with a ‘pop.’ I risk looking at her and she’s got her eyes closed tightly while she is biting that lip again. I quickly move up her and lick that lip until she finally releases it. I suck it into my mouth to try to soothe it. My phone rings again.

  “Fuck!” I jump off of her, grabbing my phone. “What?” I’ve lost what little patience I had and can’t help but snap.

  “Shit. Sorry, Cooper. The door is locked and we are all here.” I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. Poor Wendy, I didn’t mean to yell at her. It’s not her fault I can’t seem to catch a break with Emma.

  “Damn, I’m sorry Wendy. I’ll be down to let you guys in.” I hang up and look over to see Emma sitting up and straightening her dress. I start to move to her and she holds up a hand. “Emma.”

  “Cooper, don’t. I get it. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t hate it right now, but I get it. Go get your bar open.” She gets up off the couch and smiles at me. I know she doesn’t feel it, but I appreciate it none the less.

  “Come on, I’ll walk you out. Unless, you’d like to hang out at the bar for a little bit.” Damn, I want her to hang out. I feel like I’m saying ‘thanks for letting me fuck around with you, bye.’ I fucking hate that I keep doing this to her.

  “Thanks, Cooper, I really do want to stay, but I’ve got stuff I need to do before work tomorrow.” Fuck this sucks.

  “Hang on. I just need to switch shirts and I’ll walk you out.” I run into my room and grab a clean ‘James Bar’ shirt. I pull my shirt off and start making my way out into the living room putting the new shirt on. Once I pull it down, I notice she is staring at me. It makes my dick twitch. “Like what you see, doll?” She snaps her head up to mine and blushes. Damn, I love what I can do to this girl.

  “It’s alright.” She gives me a wink and starts walking toward the door. I quickly catch up to her and grab her around the waist, and lift her up. I nip her ear before I lick the shell of it.

  “Just alright?” I whisper in her ear. She lets out a soft cry, causing my dick to twitch again. “I bet if I touched that sweet pussy it would be wet just from looking at me.” Holy fuck, what am I doing? I’m going to bust a nut right now if I keep this up. She pushes back against me and my dick begs to slam into her.

  “Yes,” she whispers quietly. I know I need to get the bar open and let everyone in, but what the fuck is five more minutes? I still have her lifted and pressed against me. I run my one hand down her side and slip it under her dress. I slowly make my way to her panties and I cup that tight pussy in my hand. Hell yes, she is wet, I can feel it through her panties. “Oh God.”

  “You like that don’t you, Emma? You like having my hand on your pussy don’t you?” She whimpers and I know I can’t leave her like this, I need to make her come and fast. “Doll, I’m going to make you come, but it’s got to be fast. I promise you next time we will take our time.” She nods her head in agreement and rubs her sweet heat on my hand. I roughly yank her panties to the side and slam two fingers in her. She arches her back, letting out a loud scream. I’m thankful for her tiny size because she is moving all around, but I am able to easily hold her with one arm. I don’t even give her time to get used to my fingers, I just continue slamming them into her.

  “Fuck, Cooper, I’m so close.” I smile knowing I’ve done this to her. I curl my fingers doing the ‘come here’ motion and rub her clit with my thumb. She explodes in seconds, screaming my name. She lets her head fall back on my chest while she rides out her orgasm. I’m going to be walking around with this hard on all night. I pull my fingers out of her and suck them clean.

  “So fucking sweet. I’m sorry to rush this, but I need to get downstairs. Do you need a few minutes to yourself?” I carefully place her back on her feet. She spins around with a look of satisfaction on her face.

  “No, I’m good now. I’ll walk down with you. I’ll probably have a quick drink before I leave. I need something to cool off.” I lean down and press my lips to hers. She is so fucking understanding or at least she seems to be. She grabs her purse and we walk out the door.

  When we make it to the bar, I rush to open the door for the girls. “I’m so sorry. I just had to take care of a few things.” They come in and all giggle when they see Emma. Nikki winks at me while Wendy and Ally laugh harder. I completely ignore them and begin to take down the stools so I can wipe down the bar. I need to move my ass since we should be opening in fifteen minutes. As I get the last stool down, Emma touches my forearm to get my attention. I turn to her and notice she has a small smile on her face.

  “What can I do to help you?” There goes my damn heart. This girl does things to me that no one else has. She is so thoughtful and understanding, things I am not used to from women. I lean forward and kiss the top of her head.

  “Thanks, doll, but you don’t need to do anything.” I rush behind the bar grabbing a rag and wipe down the bar. Emma puts her hand on top of mine, pulling the rag from me.

  “I’ll wipe down the bar, you do whatever else you need to do.” I stare at her with shock and she winks at me. I laugh but turn to get the glasses ready.

  “Cooper, we are all set over here. Do you want me to turn everything on and unlock the door?” Ally yells. Damn, those girls really do kick ass. I look at the clock seeing that it is time.

  “Yea, thanks, Ally.” I am rushing to get everything done when Emma throws the rag in the sink.

  “Done. Anything else?” I quickly dry my hands and pull her toward me. I hold her, rubbing her back.

  “Everything that needs to be done is done now. Thank you, I really appreciate you helping me. It means a lot to me,” I whisper in her ear. She squeezes me and kisses my chest. She looks up at me with a breathtaking smile on her face.

  “All I did was wipe down the bar, it wasn’t much.” She doesn’t understand that to me just wiping down the bar is everything. I quickly kiss her lips and pull back to look at her.

  “Doll, it was more than you know.”

  “Cooper!” I turn to see an old-time customer. Ralph has been coming to the bar every Monday for as long as I can remember. He’s got to be in his seventies. He’s been married over fifty years, has three kids, one that was killed in Vietnam, and five grandkids. He loves to come in here and nurse a beer for hours. I think it is just his way of getting out of the house one day a week. He will tell me stories of his childhood, his marriage, and his military career. I love listening to him; he gives me hope that one day I will find the love of my life.

  I let go of Emma but grab her hand leading her over to Ralph. Once we are in front of him, his blue eyes smile when he notices her. “Hey, Ralph! How are you?” He smiles at Emma before turning his attention to me.

  “Can’t complain boy. I’ve got a beautiful wife at home, kids I see often, and grandkids that love their grampy. Are you going to continue to be rude or are you going to be a gentleman and introduce me to this beautiful young lady?” I turn my smiling face to Emma and she looks at me. Well, here goes nothing.

  “Ralph, this beautiful lady is my girlfriend, Emma. Emma, this delightfully aging man is Ralph.” My heart is slamming in my chest hoping I didn’t just fuck up saying girlfriend too soon. Emma sticks her hand out to Ralph and he grabs it.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Ralph.” He kisses her hand and continues to hold it. I give him a ‘what the fuck are you doing?’ look and he winks at me.

  “Cooper here is a great guy. He takes good care of his mama, his bar, and his friends. I’ve met a lot of people in my life and he is definitely one of the best. He’ll treat you right, sweetheart.” He kisses her hand again, leaving his lips on it a bit too long. I yank her hand away.

  “Ralph, you have your own woman, keep your lips off of mine.” I chance looking over at Emma and she has a huge smile on her face. My racing heart settles when I see that she doesn’t seem
to be pissed that I put a label on us so quickly. “You want a beer, Ralph?” He nods his head and I kiss the top of Emma’s head as I head off to grab him his drink. When I come back, the two of them are laughing, and I’ve got to admit that I love that she gets along with everyone that is special to me. She’s been great with my friends and now Ralph. I put his beer down and they both look at me smiling.

  “Ralph here was just telling me how you used to help your dad behind the bar when you were just a little guy.” I shake my head and grin. More people are slowly coming in so my time for standing and bullshitting is dwindling.

  “Yes, I used to try to help him. Listen, it’s starting to get busy. Tell me what you want to drink so I can grab it.” She turns her perfect little body toward me biting her lip while she thinks.

  “I’ll just have some water.” I close my eyes quickly and shake my head. I lean my hands on either side of her, putting my mouth right by her ear.

  “Doll, you can have a drink. Just because I had a problem and don’t drink doesn’t mean you can’t. It doesn’t bother me, I promise you.” I pull back and notice she is biting that lip again. Damn, when she does that, my dick notices. “Please stop biting that lip.” She looks up at me, releasing her plump lip. It is taking all my fucking willpower to not suck it into my mouth to soothe it.

  “Cooper, I need drinks.” I glance over at Wendy looking at me with a look that says ‘stop fucking around or I’ll shit in your shoe.’ I’m almost positive she’s actually done it before. I pull away from Emma giving her a sympathetic look. I rush over to Wendy and make her drinks. Weekdays aren’t usually busy, but I still need to be on top of what’s going on. I’ve never been distracted from work before, so this is foreign to me. I put the drinks on Wendy’s tray and grab a bottle of water for Emma. I help another customer before making my way over to her. I hand her the water and kiss her cheek.