𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 (+𝟏𝟖)

|𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲|

|Isabel Curtis|

"Another shot please" I signal the bartender as I slightly raise the shot glass between my fingers.

"Coming up" he says as he grabs a bottle of tequila and refills the glass.

I immediately throw it back. This is my sixth shot? No. My seventh. Or is it my eighth? I don't know at this point nor do I care. After Kade dropped me off at the hotel I went upstairs and changed into a light grey cropped zip shirt and a black mini skirt and paired it with my new purple Versace Medusa satin platform pumps.

Then I got an uber and came to the first bar I saw and here I am. An hour and a half later, completely and utterly drunk. All these thoughts and emotions about Kade make me feel queasy, sick, excited, and nervous all at the same time. I don't like it. So I thought that getting a buzz would help take some of the edge off. Nope its not really helping at all. I still feel all those feelings and I want them gone so badly but they're just sticking with me.

Before I raise my glass and ask for another shot the bartender walks over with what looks like a cosmo, "Here, it's from him" he says while shooting his finger over to the gentlemen across the bar.

I nod at the bartender and then go back to gazing at the stranger. He looks about my age if not a few years older. He has fairly pale skin, and dirty blonde hair from what I can tell. He notices me staring at him and raises his glass to me before taking a sip.

That's it. I'm going over. What's the saying? The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. I think that has some merit to it.

"Thanks for the drink" I tell him as I sit down in the chair next to him.

He looks over at me with a small smile, "Of course anything for a beautiful lady" he says smoothly.

The depth of his voice, his charm, good looks, and taste in drinks makes desire spark throughout my body.

"How did you know that cosmos are my favorite cocktail?" I ask trying to make conversation.

"I didn't," he says as he turns his body to face mine, "You have the cosmopolitan look on you" he says while looking down the length of my body.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask leaning in slightly.

He sets his drink down, "It means" he moves his hand toward the hem of my skirt which is dangerously high of my thighs, "That you look delicious" he says as he strokes my upper thigh. Making goosebumps appear all over my body.

"Would you like to see if I taste delicious?" I ask in a sultry tone as I lean in further so that our faces are centimeters apart.

"Yes, I'm starving."

I hop down from my chair grab his hand and pull him out of the bar. As soon as we get outside he gently pushes me against the stone wall and claims my lips with his. The taste of whiskey on his mouth, and the way his hands are stroking my waist makes me want him even more.

"Your place or mine?" I ask after I detach my lips from his, our faces still so close.

"We can go back to mine, it's just ten minutes from here" he speaks as he reaches into his pocket for his phone.

He orders us an Uber. The whole way to his apartment we steal kisses and touch secretly in the back of the car. By the time we arrive at our destination I'm all hot and bothered. He pays the uber and marches us up to his place as fast as he can.

As soon as the front door shuts he pins me up against it and glued his lips to mine. My arms wrap around his neck pulling him closer to the length of my body. He runs his hand up from my waist to my breasts. Giving them both a gentle squeeze making them perk up and me moan.

"That feel good?" he asks as he gently massages them.

I moan out in response wrapping my leg around his waist. God this feels good. The feeling of pleasure hums throughout my body. He lifts my other leg and wraps it around him and walks us into his apartment. We continue to kiss until I feel myself being lowered onto something soft, his bed.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good," he says as he lifts his shirt off, "Aren't you going to take your clothes off?" he asks.

I smile, "Only if you help me" I wink and he chuckles before unzipping my shirt and in clipping my bra. He leans down slightly as he takes off my thing and discards it in the floor.

"Fuck you look hot. Tits out no underwear, just that short little skirt and those hot shoes. God I'm so hard for you" He says as he quickly takes off the rest of his clothing.

As we fuck through out the night I can't help but have Kade pop into my mind every so often. I catch myself moaning whenever I think it's him here instead of this guy. I know it's bad and wrong. I can't stop myself though.

We end after a second round. He helped me get dressed and ordered me an uber. He's a nice guy, just not what Im looking for. On the way back to my hotel I can't help but think about how messed up I still am. 

I thought that I was passed all this, I thought I left it all back In London but apparently not. When I came here I wanted a new start. No more drunken sex or messy situations or drama. That all went to shit. I've had drunk sex twice since I've been here, my parents and all that baggage with that, then there's Kade and Wesley. I need to get my shit together.

Make sure to read, vote, and commet on my other works
"Intimate Impulses"
"Sinful Awakening"
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