Page 28 of Duke

Spence snakes his other hand up under my sweater and palms my breasts while his other alternates between rubbing my clit and fingering me.

I shut my eyes, trying to block out the fantasy that it’s Duke who is working me over. But there’s a definite difference between how he touched me and how Spence is trying to make me come.

Spence is quick and fast touching me everywhere at once; while Duke’s strokes were heavy and slow; deliberate. But when Spence pushes my bra to one side to suckle on my nipple while his fingers rub my clit hard making me come all around him seeing another man’s triumphant smirk. I knew this was wrong.

“Oh god Shanna, you’re so fucking hot!”

He pumps into my hands; I feel him shudder as he unloads.

“FUCK!” He groans, pulling away and collapsing back into his seat panting.

“Best first date ever,” he grins reaching over to open the glove box and taking out a handful of napkins.

As I re-adjust my clothing, I look out across the parking lot, suddenly feeling dirty and cheap. It’s confusing because even though Duke spoke guttural, kinky words when he touched me… I felt angry after but never cheap or dirty.

Spence cleans himself up and then opens the window and throws the napkins out. He starts the car and hits the gas. “You okay sweetie?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

But I don’t look at him. Instead my face presses against the tinted glass window. My body jerks forward as he slams on the brakes. He forces my face to his by grabbing me by the chin.

“You’re fucking hot Shanna. I’m sorry—once I started touching you… I couldn’t stop.”

He presses a soft kiss to my mouth before pulling back and rubbing his thumb across my bottom lip.

“It’s okay Spence. I wanted it too. I’m just sleepy now is all.”

He chuckles low in his throat, “A good orgasm will do that to you. I felt you come all over my hand. I can’t wait to feel you come on my cock.”

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I don’t move that fast.”

He doesn’t say anything but studies my face in the darkness before putting his powerful car into gear and peeling out onto the road heading north towards Springdale.

My head falls back. I smile briefly before sleep takes me. He’s right, wine and an orgasm will make you fall asleep like a baby.

“Wake-up sleepy, we’re here.”

My eyes blink trying to focus. I’m confused finding myself in Spence’s parked car outside my bar.

“I wasn’t sure where you lived, but you mentioned the name of your place in class, so I plugged Stan’s into my GPS.”

“It’s okay. This is fine. I should go in and check on everything anyway. Do you want to come in?”

“No. It’s a long drive back and it’s late.”

“Right,” I answer pushing my door open.

He opens his too, meeting me outside. His body presses me against the car as he finds my mouth. He puts his hands on my ass, pulling me into him and I shiver in the cold. Spence must think it was because of his kiss because he groans against my mouth and has the gall to spank my butt playfully before prying his lips off mine. “I had a great time with you tonight. I’ll see you in class… and Shanna, try to get next Saturday off—I want to show off my girl.”

“Good night. Thanks for the ride,” I call out before turning around and walking towards Stan’s.

I push the heavy door open, finding Federico standing just inside.

“Hey, how was everything tonight?”

“Fine,” he shrugs. “Just the regulars. It was slow.”

I nod tiredly, moving past. The clock above the bar reads 12:45. We close in fifteen minutes. I might as well do a quick inventory check before closing. I figure I’ll get a ride home with Tina or the chef, Frank.

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