Page 7 of The Nice List

I nod. “You did good,bad boy,” I whisper in response as I lean closer to get a whiff of his clean cologne mixed with a subtle hint of the last cigarette he smoked.

Cory pulls back just before our lips touch and his lips tick up into a familiar smirk. The same one that stares at me every time I open the picture that he sent me of him sitting on his motorcycle…shirtless. The same one that I’ve stared at more often than I’ll ever admit out loud.

I offer him a wide smile in return. “I think I’d like one of those cherry cocktails you promised me.”

When his almost black eyes flash even darker, I know I’ve hit the mark. He releases my hand and turns to make a drink, adding a handful of cherries before he shouts to one of the customers at the end of the bar. “Hey, Billy, think you can watch the bar for a bit so I can catch a smoke?”

The guy waves without looking away from the TV that’s playingElf. “Sure thing. As long as they don’t want that fancy shit you and Zack make.”

“Bottle drinks only until I get back,” Cory yells out to the few patrons before turning back to me. “Want to take your cocktail outside and share a smoke with me,pretty girl?”

I nod as I lift the drink that he slides in front of me before following him to the back patio where I notice more decorations to match the ones inside. My heart swells at the effort that this so-called bad boy has put into tonight…for me.

As soon as the door closes behind me, he spins around, stopping me from taking another step. He takes the drink from my hand, setting it on the end of the bar as he glances up. “You’re standing under the mistletoe.”

I look up and giggle at the larger than necessary bundle hanging above me before meeting his eyes again. The look I find has my laugh turning to a whimper. “So are you,” I breathe out in a raspy voice.

Without another word, Cory cups both sides of my head and bends to kiss me. It’s slow and tender and nothing at all like our first kiss. But somehow, it’s even better. Especially when hedrops his hands to lift me by the waist and turns to set me on the barstool beside him.

I reach up to pull him into another kiss. While he seems content with the soft kisses, I’m desperate for more. Ignoring the fact that I’m wearing a dress, I wrap my legs around his hips to pull him closer and moan at the feeling of his bulging denim rubbing against my lacy panties when I grind against him.

He thrusts forward with a groan before breaking the kiss to tell me, “That’s it,pretty girl. Use me. I need to watch you fall apart.”

I roll my hips again and the feeling of lace and denim rubbing against me makes my aching clit start to tingle. “Oh, God, Cory, I’m…” My words cut off as the tingles turn to pure electricity running through my body, starting at my core before spreading out to my fingers and toes.

Cory watches intently as the wave of pleasure consumes me. “Fucking perfect,” he says when the aftershocks finally subside.

I let out a breathy laugh. “I think I need that cigarette now.”

“In a minute. I’m not done with you yet,” Cory says before passing my drink to me and lifting me to sit on the bar as he straddles the barstool I was just sitting on. “I promised we’dbothbe drinking cherry cocktails, remember?”

I nod hesitantly before taking a sip of my drink as he runs his hands up my thighs, under the hem of my dress.

When his hands reach my hips, he starts rubbing his thumbs along the seam of my panties as he takes a deep breath through his nose. “I can smell you, baby. I bet you taste even better.”

Chapter 5

Cory

Livvy’s cheeks turn pink enough to match her dress, but she continues sipping her drink as I lean forward and start laying wet kisses from her left knee all the way to where my thumb is grazing the crease at the top of her thigh. I pull back and do the same on the right, but this time I don’t stop. I kiss her over the lace that’s been driving me fucking crazy since she sent me the picture of her wearing it.

When my approving groan vibrates against her clit, she jumps, unintentionally giving me a real taste of her delicious cunt. Needing more, I hook my thumb to move her panties aside and dive in to lick her slick center before sucking her clit into my mouth, making her cry out.

I barely register her setting her drink aside to grip the edge of the bar as I continue my assault on her clit while my free thumb teases her entrance. Remembering that being held down and forced to come is one of the things she wants to experience, I use my grip on her hips to hold her still as I drive her toward another orgasm.

I don’t stop when her thighs begin to tremble. I don’t stop when they lock around my head as she tries to close them to block the sensation overwhelming her. I don’t stop when her hands move to my head, pulling my hair in an attempt to slow the wave crashing toward her. I don’t stop until she lets out that musical moan as she drips down my thumb.

I move my hands to the inside of her thighs and push them wider as I drive my tongue into her, licking up every last drop of her release as her body finally relaxes.

Standing after fixing her clothes, I look her over, almost afraid that I may have pushed her further than she wanted to go so soon. But what I see is her lazy grin and glassy eyes. She looks intoxicated…even though there wasn’t a drop of alcohol in her drink. This look is even better. She’s completely lust drunk…on me.

“I was right. You’re fucking delicious,pretty girl,” I tell her before using my hand to wipe the excess moisture from my face.

When I lean forward to kiss her, she doesn’t even hesitate to wrap herself around me and kiss me back like she’s starving. We both moan when our tongues meet and the taste of her cherry drink mixes with the flavor of her.

“As much as I want to stay out here with you all night, we better get back inside before Billy rats me out to Zack,” I tell her when we finally come up for air.

“Do we at least have time for that smoke?” Her face blushes. “I don’t think I could stand straight right now, let alone walk. My legs feel like Jell-O.” She giggles.

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