by Alex Wolf
She looked across the table and blushed as my gaze followed hers. Jake and Valerie were full on making out at the table.
“I need to go.” She slid up against me and I didn’t budge.
I just sat there and smiled my ass off.
This was the moment where I would shine. “Well, if you have to go. We better get going too. Come on, Jake.”
Valerie’s head popped out from the tangle of bodies across from us. Just as I’d planned.
“You can’t go, Bri. We’re having fun tonight, remember?”
Bristol glared at me. I shrugged like what can you do?
She fell back in her seat and stared daggers at the two of them.
I leaned down in her ear. “You could at least pretend to enjoy being here.”
Her eyes shot to mine. “I just thought you’d be different. The way you sang tonight doesn’t match the asshole I’m talking to.”
I slid a hand down her thigh. “I think you like it.”
She moved my hand. I let her.
“I think you’re full of shit.”
“I think you’re afraid to have a little fun. Let me tell you something, Bristol. I’m going to be completely honest.”
“What’s that?”
I leaned over in her ear and whispered, “I think your pussy’s wet right now. The way I’m talking to you. And even if you leave, you’re going to touch yourself tonight and imagine it’s me.”
“You’re so fucking cocky. You take it to a whole new level.”
“You didn’t say I was wrong.”
She sat there in silence, heart racing, breaths growing shallow.
“You should at least treat yourself to the real thing. Have some fun for once.” I ran my hand over hers on the table and whispered, “My cock is so much better than these fingers.”
“Shit.” Her eyes were closed when she breathed out her response. They widened at once and she looked at me like she wasn’t sure if she’d heard herself say it or not.
“I need to go.”
I shrugged and moved from the booth, inviting her to leave.
She stood up, defiant, hot as fuck. Maybe I pushed too hard, but I didn’t care. Getting my dick wet was never an issue.
She stood there and stared at me, then over at her friends making out, then back at me.
I shrugged and glanced down at my cock then back up at her. “Last chance?”
“Thanks for the drink. I think I’m just going to go home.”
“No.” Valerie poked her head out again. “And you can’t walk home by yourself. It’s dark.”
I grinned. “No worries. I’ll walk her home.”
Jake raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Not gonna happen.” Bristol brushed her palms down her skirt.
I wrapped an arm around her. “It’s late. There could be ruffians about. I insist.”
She grinned at the word ruffians, almost smiled, then scowled again.
I felt a thrill rush through me, because she hadn’t stormed out yet. I’d have never said the things to her I did if I didn’t think she was into it. She definitely was.
Her eyes darted around, and she stared at me. I told her with my gaze I wasn’t taking no for an answer.
“Ugh, fine.”
“Yay!” Valerie went right back to making out with Jake.
Too easy.
He looked over at me with a curious smile and nodded.
I held out my arm for Bristol to take. “Shall we?”
She scoffed and walked right through my shoulder on the way to the door.
I’d win her over. No problem.
This was going to be awesome.
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