Page 2 of Hit and Run
Shade
6 years later
Walking into Bluez Lounge,it’s nothing you’d expect a lounge to be. It’s more like a dive bar, but with a huge dance floor in the middle. The bar lines the wall directly across from the front door. There are tables on either side of the dance floor, as well. It’s a Saturday night and the place is packed.
“Look at all the hunnies,” Maverick shouts above the music. We all make our way over to the bar. There aren’t any open chairs, so we stand where we can and wait our turn. While waiting, I let my eyes drift over the crowd on the dance floor. My eyes land on a stunning brunette. She’s wearing a waist-high mini-skirt that hugs her body in all the right places with an AC/DC shirt cut, so it falls just below her tits.
Straight to My Head by Hippie Sabotage is playing and she’s dancing by herself. She’s swaying her hips a beat slower than the song. Her movements have me in a trance. I scan my eyes over her body, spotting a small tattoo on her left side— so simple yet so sexy. I’m so caught up in watching her dance and don’t notice Maverick talking to me until he elbows me in my side.
“In all the years I’ve known you, I’ve never seen you look at a woman the way you’re staring at this one.” He gestures to the woman on the dance floor. I turn to face the bar.
“She’s just another chick,” I say with a shrug. The bartender makes her way over to us, and we order our drinks.
“Clutch found us a couple of tables. Come find us after you get your beer,” Red tells us. I nod my head at him and wait. I get my drink, and we find the guys sitting off to the left of the dance floor. From here, I still have a view of the woman who caught my eye. Once the song ends, she walks off the dance floor to a group of women at the bar. She glances my way like she can sense me staring at her. Holding my stare, she gives me a seductive smile. She doesn’t break eye contact until one of her friends hands her a shot. I watch her toss it back like it’s a shot of water.
She sets her shot glass down before turning to walk in my direction. She walks by, giving me suggestive eyes. I watch her walk away, pausing before she walks down the hall toward the bathrooms. She glances over her shoulder, eyes locking on mine. Her mouth tugs up in a sly smirk and she disappears down the hall. I take a sip of my beer and set it down.
“I’ll be right back,” I say to whoever is listening. Following the temptress’s path, I find her leaning against the wall across from the bathrooms. Her hair is pulled back in a high ponytail, showing off her neck. She grins at me, her eyes sparkling.
“I wasn’t sure you would follow.” Her voice is sexy yet innocent. I smirk at her. Before I can respond, she crashes her lips onto mine. There’s a hint of whiskey, and like whiskey, the kiss goes right to my head. I run my hands down her sides to her ass and lift her up by the back of her thighs. She wraps her legs around my waist.
“Ladies room,” she says between kisses. “There’s a lock on the door.”
I push the door open with my back and walk inside. I hold her up with one arm and lock the door with the other. She nips my neck causing me to growl. I shove her against the bathroom door, a moan escaping her lips. I study every feature on her face. Her round eyes are amber, similar to the color of whiskey. I could get drunk off them alone, not to mention her defined cheekbones right down to her full, soft, delicious lips.
“Are you gonna fuck me or just keep staring?” she smarts off and damn it if it doesn’t make my dick harder than it already is.
“Maybe I should make you put that sassy fucking mouth to use,” I suggest. Her eyes go wide with amusement and I chuckle. I slide my hands up her thighs, pushing her skirt up to her waist. I bite down on her collarbone and suck, earning another moan from her. Moving her from the door to the counter, I set her down. I stare into her eyes as I pull her panties off.
“I’ll hold onto these.” I wink and shove them in my pocket. I pull my wallet out, taking out a condom. She glances down at my pants and backs up like she’s asking for permission. I nod and she unbuttons my jeans. Grabbing the edge and my boxer briefs, she pulls them down enough to pull my cock out. She takes the condom out of my hand, opens it and then slides it on my dick. Her touch sends a chill down my spine. I brush my fingers against the inside of her thigh up to her pussy.
“Already wet for me?” I slide two fingers in, and she bites her lip. With my other hand, I grab her hair and tip her head back. She lets out a breathy sigh as I slide my fingers out of her cunt. I bring them to her lips and she eagerly sucks them into her mouth. My dick aches. I slide into the hilt without any warning. A loud gasp falls from her mouth. She leans back, pushing her hips closer, letting me go deeper. I groan. Letting go of her hair, I grab onto her hips and start pounding into her.
“Oh, fuck, yes!” she moans out. “Harder!”
I pull out, instantly missing the feel of her tight pussy. She glares at me.
“Hop down, face the mirror,” I demand. She shoots me daggers but complies. As soon as she’s leaning over the counter, I slide my cock back in.
“Ahhh!” Her moans drive me to fuck her harder. I look at her in the mirror. She has her eyes closed, so I grab her ponytail, pulling her head back.
“Open those gorgeous eyes, baby. Watch me as I fuck your sweet cunt,” I whisper in her ear. Her eyes pop open, a fire blazing. “Such a dirty girl.”
I reach around to rub her clit, and her walls start contracting around my dick. I let go of her hair and move my hand to her neck, putting just enough pressure to keep her head still and bite right where her neck meets her shoulder. I feel my release building and move faster.
“Cum for me,” I say in her ear.
“Fuuuck!” she moans out with her release. I follow right behind her, cumming harder than I ever have before. I pull out, remove the condom and flush it. She stands and fixes her skirt, pulls her hair out and fluffs it.
“Thanks for the ride, Casanova.” She winks at me and disappears out of the bathroom, leaving me standing there, feeling instantly hungover.
“Did she just smash and dash?” I mumble to myself. I laugh, shaking my head. I make sure my pants are buttoned and head back out to the guys.
“Hey, hey! Where did you disappear to,” Maverick asks as I sit down.
“I think I met my match, bro.” I glance around the bar for her but don’t find her.
“The girl you were watching?” I nod my head. “I called it!”
