Abigail sat at the bar, her emerald green, drowsy, unwavering eyes never leaving her shot glass as she took a drink of alcohol. She wore a short black party dress that barely reached past her thighs and silver heels that adorned her feet. Normally she would never drink. Ever, really. But Angel had convinced her to have a sip. Speaking of the bride to be, where was she?
Turning her head, Abigail's long brown hair followed her movements as she stood. "Angel? What the hell? Who the fućk is he?" She asked, spotting the blonde woman, practically dragging a man towards her. Ugh! George was going to kill her! George was Angel's husband to be, and here Angel was pulling over a man with a drunken smile plastered on her pale face.
"Ab....Abby, this...this is Isaac..., he's...he's um...he's George's friend" Angel said with a giggle as her words slurred.
"Angel you're drunk already? Go clean yourself up, you look like shìt" Abigail mumbled, placing a hand over her face as a sigh escaped her lips. "Christ...Isaac? I'm Abigail. Pleasure to meet you...I guess" Despite her friend's slurred speech, she at least caught his name.
She found herself stepping back, her silver heels clicking against the floor of the bar as the man came towards her. "I......" she began but was cut off as the stranger's lips smashed against hers. Her eyes widened. Ugh..he was obviously drunk. She could tell that from the smell of him as he approached her. Then again, she was drunk as well. Her green eyes flickered open as the man pulled away, his blue eyes gentle. "Hi there"
His voice was deep, dead as well. Though he spoke apologetically, his face betrayed no emotions, neither did his voice. Now that he was close, at least she could make out those quite...handsome features he had.
His hair was short, though long enough to cover his ears, and a dark brown. His eyes a gorgeous cobalt blue. He wore a simple black and blue tuxedo that complimented his toned skin quite well. On his chin was stubble. Not too much, but enough to be quite attractive. At least for Abigail's tastes.
Shaking her head, Abigail sighed softly as she realized he had spoken to her. "Hello..." She murmured, running a hand through her hair.
"I'm not that drunk, I had maybe three shots? But that kiss wasn't an accident, let me tell you"
Was this guy for real? He'd kissed her...even though she was a stranger to him. A complete and utter stranger. For all she knew, this guy could have AIDS or something like that. He certainly looked like the type to...get around. "Listen...uh, Isaac. I'm not really looking into a relationship right now. I just got out of a rough one with my ex-boyfriend so, sorry." Not that she really was sorry. It was a lie anyways. The last time she had been with someone was back in high school. She was seventeen then, she was twenty-four now.
"Come on, Abby, give me a chance. Tell you what. I'll buy you a drink."
Well with that offer, how could she say no? These drinks were expensive, she had only had about two drinks and was already up to fifty dollars.
"You pay for my other drinks, and we'll see" Abigail responded with a smirk and downed what was left on her drink, setting the glass down before sitting back at the bar and swiveling the stool so she turned to look at Isaac.
"Sure. But I'm only paying if you match me. Drink for drink."
"You're on, Isaac." Abigail smirked and quickly downed a shot of alcohol.
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"How can...so much liquor fit into such a....a tiny...tiny body?" Isaac slurred. They had gone seven shots a piece. And Abigail obviously wasn't a lightweight. "You're something else, Abigail." He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.
Despite what Isaac thought, Abigail was just as much off the walls as he was. "You....you said all I had to do...was...was to match you drink...drink for drink." Abigail's words were just as slurred as the man who sat beside her.
"Indeed I did...hey, how about we get out of here?"
Abigail blinked as his offer, blushing as he slipped his hands down to rest on her thigh. Okay, that wasn't exactly what her plan was for tonight, but she couldn't deny this man's charms.
She gazed into his eyes as he leaned forward, hungrily kissing her. The erection he had was no secret, and he didn't exactly look ashamed of it either. Feeling his tongue run over hers, an unwilling moan left her lips. Still though, it felt amazing when he pulled her to her feet and grinded against her. She felt her underwear grow wet...damp was more like it.
"Come on, Abby. Let's get out of here" Isaac whispered, leaving her lips and moving down to her neck, biting down.
Abby felt her legs grow wobbly and quickly wrapped her arms around Isaac's neck to support herself.
"You my little vixen, are coming home with me tonight." Isaac whispered, smiling down at Abby before grabbing her hand and pulling her outside and down the street.
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"Home sweet home...it's not much, but it's enough for me." Isaac murmured and backed Abby against the wall, kissing her roughly. He grinded his covered member against her core, moaning softly. "Fùck, Abby, you're wet..." he whispered and pulled her legs up and around his waist to carry her easily to his bedroom. Setting her on the bed, he slowly slid up her black dress. It had been hard enough watching her move around in the tight clothing.
He pulled off her silver heels, dropping them on the floor as he kissed her neck.
"Isaac..." Abby moaned softly "condom...." She said softly and watched as Isaac pulled away his shirt and jeans, leaving him only in his boxers. She knew he was handsome, but he was even better beneath those clothes. She wondered what the rest of him looked like. "B-be gentle...I'm a...uh...I'm a virgin."
Well he wished that she had mentioned that earlier. "Just follow my lead." He murmured and continued to kiss her, slowly easing away that tempting lace bra that she wore. Her voice came in a soft moan as she felt her straps tugged away and the cups falling, letting loose her average sized breasts. She blushed as she looked into Isaac's lusty eyes, biting her lip when she realized he was staring at her chest. Hello? My eyes are up here she thought with her sober mind. Gently, she blushed as she felt his lips crash back onto hers.
"Abby, baby? You ready?" Isaac murmured softly as he left her lips and slowly thrusted, entering her tight, warm, wet cave. "Isaac..."Abby moaned softly and bucked her hips rhythmically, meeting his slow but powerful thrusts.
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A/N:
Hey you guys! So, thanks for reading my first chapter it's quite...lusty is a good word. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Chapter 2 will come out soon, I promise! Thanks again! I love you guys
-Resha'
