What Happened That Day (Part of the 'That Day' Series)

Chapter 7 - Not now girl

Georgina

I honestly have no idea how I managed to pull that off. There's a puddle in my pants  that could give the hotel pool a run for it's money. That man is hot, no he's way more than hot. I know I joked about him not having any banter but the truth is it scares me just how much we get on. He literally seems like the full package, he can make me laugh that's for sure and every time I look at him I just want to rip off all of his clothes. Even more so now that I actually copped a feel, he doesn't have a pencil dick problem put it that way. Which only makes me want him even more. Why do we have to be going home tonight?

Imagine the week I could of had with him? Pheww, maybe it's for the best actually. My vag probably couldn't take the heartbreak after having that then going back to the usual pencil dick problems.

Uhhhh, what I really want to do is take him back to my hotel room and have wild wild sex with him all afternoon, but I'm stubborn as hell and there's no way I'd let him win and let him think I'm that easy. I mean granted I am, I can be, but I just love sex. Who doesn't love sex?!

"Earth to Georgina" the girls grab my attention.

"What? Sorry" did I really zone out thinking about him when he's standing right next to me? Oh hell.

"Dinner, what do you want?" a tall slice of this man right here is what I really want.

"Maybe just a burger or something"

"Beers and burgers" the deep voice from next to me announces and the whole group agrees.

Scarlett and Nate have gone off on there own to do there own thing for dinner, she likes him and there's no way I'd stop her from being happy. That girl is my sister, if she wants to fall In love with a stranger, fall in love! Or if she wants to hump and dump on her birthday she can go right ahead, who am I to stop her?

The six of us grab a table at the next burger bar we find, I sit myself at the end of the row with Lucy on my right and Scott directly in front of me. God help me.

Once we've all finished ordering we fall into easy conversations with each other it's only when Layla and Lucy end up in debates over putting pineapple on pizza with Tom and Dan that I find myself staring across at the gorgeous tattooed god sat directly in front of me. When his eyes meet mine he smirks at me, and I cough to try and hide the smile from spreading across my face because he caught me staring.

"Like what you see George?" His cockiness mixed with the smug look on his face does something to my insides and I have to quickly clench my thighs together to get myself under control.

"If you mean the burgers then hell yes, I need this today" I'm so lucky the waitress placed my food in front of me before I had the chance to answer him.

I watch as he playfully rolls his eyes at me as we start to dig into our food. Throughout eating the conversation around the table continues to flow and we're soon talking about nights out in Newcastle and Newquay. I honestly don't know how I've managed to keep a straight face throughout though, because that idiot has been rubbing his leg against mine the whole time and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't affecting me. Not now girl.

Obviously satisfied that he's teased me enough he sits up in is seat as questions are directed his way by the group on how he feels about a weekend away to Newcastle. Just as he starts to talk I shuffle my chair in to the table, as close as I can get and without giving it a second thought I slide my bare foot up his leg slowly and I watch the sides of his mouth start to twitch. Oh That's nothing Scotty boy.

I wait patiently until he's about to talk again before my foot slides that little bit higher to hover over his already semi hard cock and I move it up and down, i do the best I can with my foot I mean it's a foot you know? Whatever I'm doing is certainly working because he's rock hard beneath it and he starts to stutter as he talks.

He steals a quick glance at me and I can't help but give him the cheesiest grin.

The conversation soon starts to flow around the table again so I decide I've teased him enough and I begin to move my foot away only for it to be tugged back by one of his large warm hands. Then to my surprise he actually starts to rub my foot with his hand, and it's actually so nice that all I want to do it lie back in this chair and enjoy it but I can't. But god do I want to, pheww, this man is good with his hands.

"Shopping!" is the only thing that comes to mind as I shout it out to the group and yank my foot back from his hand.

I need space from him, he's invading my every thought this is not right, this isn't me.

"Shopping?" Both Layla and Lucy question me.

"Uhh yeah, I wanted to do a little shopping before we go back to the hotel" I lie, I'm hungover and seriously cannot be arsed but I can't quite back out of it now, stupid idiot what I am.

"I'm game" of course Scott agrees.

"Oh I'm sure you are"

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We've been wandering around the local shops for the last thirty minutes, everyone has separated and they're off looking at different things. You can guess who I've ended up with I'm sure.

The tall tattooed god next to me smiles as I continue to walk through the countless aisles of tourist type crap, tea towels, fridge magnets all the usual stuff. If I'm honest I've got no intention of buying anything I'm just prolonging things to wind him up, not that it's working. If anything he seems to be getting happier the longer we browse. Typical.

"What do you think of this?" I hold up the ugliest looking tea towel I could find.

"It's uhh, nice" he grins, "if that's your type of thing" I can't help but laugh because he knows I'm just doing it to annoy him.

"Maybe it is, what would you d-" before I can finish my sentence Scott has me pressed against the wall in the tiny space between shelves hidden away from anyone else in the store, conveniently.

"What am I going to do with you George?" his voice is low and I can't control what it's doing to my insides.

"With me?" I somehow manage to get out.

"With you, yeah" his finger trails slowly down my chest and I swear my heart is about to burst right out of it. "What I wouldn't give to get my mouth on these" he circles my nipple through my swimming costume and they harden at his touch which only makes him smirk more. Arsehole.

I gulp, my body is betraying me. It screams that I want him and I do, God do I. But I don't want him to know that.

The next thing he says totally takes me by surprise and all I can do is grin at him.

"Georgina stop playing me, I want you so fucking bad. I have no idea what your doing to me" the way he groans at the end makes me weak at the knees, my body is craving him and he's barely touched me.

One kiss won't hurt will it?