THE CEO

On the edge

I make my way to a bar not too far from my house. As I arrive I notice that there are a lot of people. This is exactly what I need, blaring music, some alcohol, and a bunch of strangers that won't remember me by morning. I haven't been out to a bar for a very long time. We've gone out for drinks with clients, sure, but not by myself, for fun.

I make my way to the bar and sit down. The bartender approaches me, "What can I get you?" He shouts over the music, "Just a beer, thanks!" He nods and walks to fetch my beer. A few seconds later he hands me my beer, "Cash or tab?" I didn't quite hear him and I lean over, "What!" He clears his throat and shouts again, "Cash or tab!" Finally, I knew what he was saying, "Oh! Tab, please." I Hand him my keys as insurance and he walks away.

I look around the room while sipping my beer. Everyone looks so happy. The music is really loud. I can feel the bass moving through my body. This is amazing! I get up and make my way to the dance floor. As the night passes, I begin to lose all sense of worry and stress. I'm dancing with my arms in the air and copious amounts of alcohol flowing through my veins. I notice that the bartender is staring at me. He's leaning on the bar and staring, unashamed. 

I down the last beer sip of beer left in the bottle and make my way back to the bar, leaning on the bar in front of him, "So, you going to keep staring at me, or are you going to bring me another drink?" He laughs and leans over until his mouth is near my ear, "Don't worry doll, this one is on me." I bite my lip as his warm breath caresses my ear. 

He comes back with my beer, "So what's your name? I've never seen you here before." I look down at my beer, "Yeah I don't really go out. My name is Rebecca, what's yours?" He flashes me his most charming smile, "Rebecca. A hot name for a hot girl. I like it," I can feel myself blushing. He continues, "My name is Harry. It's nice to meet you, Rebecca." He takes my hand and gently kisses my knuckles. 

Throughout the rest of the night, Harry and I spend time laughing and talking. He's a musician. He works in the bar for extra money to support his band. 

As time passes I notice Harry staring at my lips. Oh my. He wants to kiss me. I brush my hair behind my ear nervously. He must notice my nerves because he chuckles before claiming my mouth. The kiss is hot. It sends sparks flying through my body. On the other hand that might be all the alcohol, but who knows. The room suddenly feels warmer and I shudder as he slides his hand up my thigh, " You want to get out of here?" He whispers in my ear. I nod, "I know just the place." 

Harry finishes his shift around 2 am and we head over to my house, "Holy shit! This is your house?" He exclaims. I laugh, "Yes! This is my house. Now you want to go inside or do you want to stay outside?" I hold the door so that he can go inside. 

As soon as we are inside he pushes me against the door, his mouth claiming mine once more as his hands travel up my sides. I gasp at the sensation," Fuck.." I can feel him smiling against my mouth. His kisses trail over my jaw and down my neck. I lean my head back. Shit, this feels good. His body is pressed up against mine and I can feel his erection pressing against me. "Show me to your room doll. I want your body, but I'm not taking it on this cold ass floor." 

We run upstairs and within seconds we are out of our clothes. Our hands explore each other's bodies. When his hands reach between my thighs, a wave of pleasure washes over me. I want him, no, I need him. Our kisses are sloppy and our bodies are driven by need. "Please Harry, I need to feel you. I can't take this anymore!" I hear his laugh as he takes my hard nipple into his mouth while rubbing his hand over my soaked pussy. "Beg for it doll. I won't give in that easily."

My body shudders at the feeling emanating from between my legs, "Please!" his fingers slide into me, causing my back to arch, "Please what doll?" I grind against his hand, "Fuck me. I need to feel you. I can't take much more!" My words seem to satisfy him and he rolls me over onto my stomach and spreads my legs slightly. I can feel his cock pressing against my opening and it's driving me insane. "Ready doll?" I nod while biting my lip, "Yes, yes, I'm ready. Please!"

He pushes into me and my whole world becomes a blur. I moan loudly as I feel him pushing in and out of me. The louder I moan the harder he fucks me. I'm grabbing on to whatever I can find. Pure pleasure rips through my body once my orgasm hits. He tilts his head back, "Oh fuck! You feel so fucking good doll." His fingers dig into my hips as he begins to fuck me harder. It hurts, but it feels so good! I don't want him to stop. I hear his voice from behind me, hoarse with desire, "I'm coming! Oh fuck I'm coming doll." The mere thought of him coming sends another orgasm hurdling through my body.

After a while, we are laying in bed, both of us out of breath and sweaty. He motions for me to lay on his chest and we both fall asleep...