Life's A Bitch (ON HOLD)

I Dare You...

I spat out half of my shot in laughter, pointing at Evan with one hand and holding my shot glass to my chest with the other.

"I cannot believe that you just did that!" I cried with laughter again. Evan wasn't even one bit embarrassed about having just gone up to a random person, and hitting on them. He actually did a pretty good job of it too, for that person being a man. "The look on that poor guy's face!" The guy had given Evan a nasty look before saying something that was probably incredibly rude and threatening, which had caused Evan to come back over to me, with a smug look on his face, knowing that he had succeeded. 

"I told you," Evan said holding back a laugh as he sat down on his bar stool. "I'm up for any dares." He picked up a shot class and tilted his head, throwing a shot back. He then looked up at me and smiled in amusement. "The only question is; are you still up for dares? You seem quite disgusted with them after the last one."

I sat up in my seat, shocked at what he had said.

"Excuse me Evan, but your dares are chickenshit. Singing I'm A Little Teapot on the bar table while doing the chicken dance blindfolded might have been almost disastrous and humiliating, but everyone made it out alive. Except for that girl that I fell on on my way down. Your dares are pussy Evan, so hit me with another one." Evan smirked and looked deep in thought for a few seconds, then looked up at me mischeviously.

"I dare you to give me a lap dance." I wasn't expecting this, so my eyes widen in shock and my jaw dropped, causing him to add another sexual remark. "Close your mouth before I stick something in it." I stood up off my bar stool, brushing my dress off as if it was dirty, or had dust in it.

"You're drunk." I stated, gesturing to the amount of empty shot glasses on the bar table. There was probably at least 20 there, and although I claimed that he was drunk, I was getting there myself. Evan raised his eyebrows up at me, and grabbed another shot glass, throwing it back. He sighed contentedly and glanced up at me.

"No, Chloe, I believe that you're drunk, holding on to that bar stool like that. I thought that you could 'handle' my drinking?" He smirked up at me. "Now come over here and please this man, make me happy."

Evan's voice had gotten deeper and huskier as he said the last sentence, and it was almost as if he had control over me. I stepped closer to him as he turned towards me, sprawled out on the bar stool. I pushed his legs away from each other and moved in between them, leaning in so that we were both staring into each others eyes. I placed my hands on his shoulders as I moved my body up against his, noticing that despite his muscles, he was a little more harder down in the southern region. I flipped over and squatted, rubbing my ass against his crotch and swaying my hips to the music. He groaned and I felt the hot air from his mouth hit the back of my neck, sending warm tingles down my body and making me lose my breath.

Evan wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him than I was before. He brushed his hand down my arm, and placed a soft kiss on my neck, sending bolts of fire down my body . I gasped softly and turned around to face him, and noticed that his gaze kept drifting down my body, hot flashes making my skin tingle. I looked at him and stated simply. "You shouldn't have done that."

I grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him. Evan was shocked and didn't respond at first but after a few seconds he realized what was happening and started kissing me back. I ran my fingers up through his hair, pressing my body up against his. Evan ran his hand up the back of my dress, and had his other hand on my hip, bringing him closer into me and rubbing circles against my skin. He dipped his head down against my neck, kissing and biting softly, causing me to moan and arch my back towards him. He nipped at my collar bone, making me gasp his name. He grabbed my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist, caressing my breasts with his hands as he blew into my ear and then nipped at it. I vaguely heard the sound of a door closing, but was distracted as Evan slid his hands up my thighs and under my dress, his fingers slowly reaching up and brushing his fingers against me. I gasped at the contact and bit into Evan's shoulder as I moaned when he started moving his fingers. He groaned and pushed even closer to me, the heat of our close contact spreading through my entire body.