Page 18 of Alex

An older guy watches Elise from the end of the bar. He scoots closer while keeping his eyes on the pair that’s taking yet another shot.

No one seems to notice or care that the women are consuming more alcohol than they can handle, especially on an empty stomach. They seem to know the bartender more than anyone else here, and he’s more than willing to keep pouring them shots.

I grab my beer, stand up, and slowly make my way through the crowd over to the curvy woman who’s had my attention for the past six months.

Her curves haunt my dreams in all the right ways. She’s the fantasy I want more than anything in the world. I crave her and her pomegranate scent.

I want to mark her for all to see and make her mine in every way imaginable.

As I get closer to Elise and her friend, I overhear part of their conversation. It’s not like they are whispering, but no one is paying attention to their conversation.

No one but me. And a large part of me wants to know what she talks about when she’s not at work. Who does she talk about?

Her friend waves her perfectly manicured hand like she’s dismissing whatever Elise just said.

“Elise, you could have any guy in this bar tonight if you wanted.”

That’s true. Elise is sexy, desirable, and could point her finger at anyone here, and they would worship her delectable body all night long.

Especially me.

Elise shakes her head. “No, thank you. I’m selective about who I sleep with.”

Her friend laughs and several people turn to look at them, but they turn back to their own little groups after a couple of seconds.

“Elise, you slept with one man, and it was on the beach six months ago.”

Shit. She was a virgin?

Why didn’t she say anything to me? I never would have been so rough if I knew she was still a virgin.

She deserved better for her first time. At the bare minimum, she deserved it to be more romantic and slow paced with more foreplay, but she was soaking wet and eager.

Elise shrugs. “Technically, it was on the rocks, and it was the best first time I could have imagined or hoped for. At least I had several orgasms, which is more than you can say about your first dozen times.”

The friend leans her head back and howls with laughter, but all I can focus on is that Elise is bragging about her first time, and that was with me. Pride fills my chest as need and arousal make my dick hard.

I don’t hear what Elise’s friend says, but Elise shakes her head and I watch as her long hair sways from side to side. Her hair is like a silk curtain swaying in the breeze.

“No, thank you. I’d rather stick to someonerelatively close in age that has already rocked my world. Besides, I wouldn’t mind repeating my first time. Maybe not on the rocks, though.”

That one sentence is enough to make my dick harder than steel. If she wants a repeat, then I’ll give her a repeat. This time will be better, though.

“Yeah, you need to try it at least once on a bed. It’s even better.”

“I can’t imagine it being better.”

I want to tell her I promise the next time will be better than our first time on the rocks. It will be mind blowing and earth shattering. I just hope I have all night unlike last time.

Having heard enough of the conversation, I clear my throat loudly as I take a couple of steps and stand behind Elise.

Her friend’s smile widens as she looks at me. I see her gaze travel along my entire body, getting hungrier the more she takes in, but I’m only interested in Elise. My dick jumps in my pants, agreeing with me.

Elise slowly turns around, her face blushing as she realizes I heard part of their conversation. I won’t confess to it unless she asks, and even then, I wouldn’t want to embarrass her.

Her friend, not knowing who I am, sticks out her hand. “I’m Kate. This is Elise, and we’re celebrating my birthday. Who are you?”

I shake her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Kate. I already know who Elise is. I’m Alex.”

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