The bar isn't crowded at all, but there are more than fifteen people for sure.
He's touching her and doesn't seem to care about the fact that someone could notice what he's doing.
She fights to keep her expression neutral as he tucks one large finger beneath the hem of the shorts.
“Careful,” he whispers, picking up his own drink. “Wouldn’t want anyone to look at you and know how wet you are.”
“I’m not.” She retorts sinking back. He's moving his fingers closer to her core by tucking them beneath the lace of her underpants as well. “I'm not.”
“Well, my fingers can prove you're lying.” His words sounding cocky. “If I slide them inside you, I'm going to find you wet.”
“Try and see.”
“I think you’d like it if I did. If I slid my fingers right up inside you.” He says rubbing his fingers over her skin to punctuate his words, as she struggles to withhold a moan. “You’d get off from having my fingers inside you while we’re sitting here, in public.”
She wills herself not to prove his words true, but as she does, he works his entire hand into her shorts.
"Please, stop!"
“I know my touch makes you want to scream. Do you really want everyone to see you whimpering from my touch?
“Fuck this, fuck you.” She says leaning on him and pressing a raging kiss on his lips. Every single sexual encounter she’d ever had, whether with men or women or people identifying somewhere in between, she’d been the one who was in control. She’d always been in charge, the one dictating the rules and defining the limits. This time shouldn't be an exception. "We can take this to a less crowded place. So, what do you say? Your place, my place or a motel room?"
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23 Kissing Stories
Short StoryThis is a set of 23 short stories having a kiss as a main character. There are different kinds of kisses for different circumstances. A kiss is the most intimate form of love that can exist in all eternity. The touch of someone's lips over yours ca...
