Locked OOH; The Lost Volume

Locked Out of Heaven- Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

"Can I get four pink martini's and four shots of Vanilla Vodka?" I ordered my drinks, and covered my face really craving some stress relief. "Wow that's a lot for one women to drink." A guy with black RayBands captured my attention. "It's for my friends and I. " I corrected him and looked at his RayBands. "Is it like RayBand day or something?" I asked , despite to almost everyone wearing black RayBands.

"I-uh, no. It's just a famous trend, you know ?" The guy said laughing. "Right." I sighed and pulled out my phone texting my other friend Bell, who was in London, working on a fashion line. I told her to hit up New York but she didn't want listen but she doing pretty good actually. "You ok." The guy asked me and I just nodded my head. "Yeah just a little stress, that's why I ordered drinks." I tried making a joke but failed to be that I was the only one laughing. I cleared my throat, and straightened my face up. "You know there's other ways to relieve stress." The guy chewed his lip, and I smirked. "Really?" I asked like I didn't know what he was talking about. The bartender sat the tray in front of me and I took my first shot of vanilla vodka and Gia's. She not well when she drinks neither is Paige, she cries a lot, so I drunk her shot too. "Woah! Woah!, slow down just a bit." The guy said and I wrinkled my lips together, a little embarrassed. ".. But if you still want to find out another way to relief that stress of yours, meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes. " he whispered in my ear and I chuckled and agreed. I guess. Not thinking it through, I returned to my friends with their drinks. "Damn, where the shots go?" Paige said and I just oop'ed. "Look you can have my martini but save me the strawberries at the bottom." I said quickly and sat my purse in the booth. "Watch my stuff, I gotta use the bathroom. A-alone." I said making it clear to Gia not to follow me. "Well then." Gia said and I just shrugged it off and went to the bathrooms 5 minute sharp walking into the men's room. Wait! What the hell am I doing?? No. I should go back. I'm being a total slut right now.- "So you came." He said and I could tell he was as drunk as I was. "Yeah, I really want to find out to take off all this stress.. Well without drinking." I said and he just laughed and pushed me up against the door and locked it. "You really don't know?" He whispered and nibbled on my ear. "Actually, I do." I said breathing hard.

He kissed me and took his shirt off . I pushed him away to strip myself of my clothes. He pushed me up against the cold hard metal door. Chill bumps scattering over my body. "Wow, you weren't playing, were you?" He asked and I jumped on him wrapping my legs around his waist. "You have no idea of what I've been through. So show me what you're made of . "

"No need darling , wether were wasted or not, I guarantee you'll remember this one. "

"Prove it." I said with attitude in my voice but it all been taking away once his member touch between my legs. The tip of his head was only in as he push it in and out of me, teasing me until I was dripping wet. I moaned , crying for him to fill me. "I thought you said this was stress relief, not a fucking teaser of it." I said and he pushed me up against the door making me slide down halfway on him. I moaned and placed my hands on the two small side walls to my left and right. "Right, so what were you saying a minute ago?" He asked me in a low tone as he thrust deep into me, figuring out he was getting closer to my spot. "I...I -oh god..right there, right there, don't you fucking stop!" I nearly yelled feeling myself getting closer to my climax. "You make me feel so... Mmm yes!!" I moaned and he slowed down his pace making me lose it when he went deeper, only one inch remaining out of me. "Deeper.." I moaned and he ignored my command . "How do I make you feel? " he asked breathing on my neck. I didn't answer him as he sped up his movement in his waist, making me moan louder than the actual the noise we were making from banging against the door. "How good do I make you feel?" He asked again.