Joe was wiped. We made a huge haul in tips from the drunkards, and a killing in sales. The place was a mess, so I sent him home early and I put on some music and took my anger out on cleaning. I went over the night's events over and over. I immensely regretted my actions.
I couldn't believe he left with her. I knew he was mad because I entertained Diesel, but I only did that as a defensive mechanism because I didn't understand why he would touch her, allow her to hang off of him, flirt with her and then leave with her? I get that we couldn't tell anyone about us, but there was no need to leave with her. Unless everything he told me was a lie.
My eyes welled with tears of anger at the thought. An hour or so later after the bar closed I was getting ready to head home, I'd have to walk because my ride chose to leave with another woman. A lump formed in my throat at the thought.
But before I could grab my shit and go there was a light knock at the door. I opened the peep hole and I saw Ben look up and into my soul, with guilt. My heart sank to my stomach. That looked indicated he probably fucked her, didn't he?!
"Nope not doing this Ben. Please go home and leave me alone." I called out through the closed door.
"Come on M, please let me in." He shifted outside and rolled his head back in frustration.
"No, fuck you!" I spat out.
"M, you want me to make a scene out here? Because I'll freak the fuck out if you don't let me in and let me talk to you." Based on his tone, I knew he was serious. Last thing I needed was the cops showing up because he was losing his shit all because I wouldn't hear him out.
I sighed and unlocked the door, he walked in and locked the door again. I stood behind the bar to keep distance between us, and to have plenty of ammo if I needed to throw something at his fucking head.
"It's not what it looked like." I scoffed at his explanation. Like that isn't the most cliched statement from anyone who got caught.
"Sure. I believe that," I said. His eyes watched me as I paced behind the bar. "because that's what you do, you talk to some tits Magee about your past sexual encounters with her, and feel each other up, and leave from a bar together, but you don't fuck. right." I said sarcastically, shaking my head.
"Hey, you led Diesel to believe he can actually get with you! What was that about?" He yelled out, slamming his hands on the bar.
"Don't change the subject Ben, you fucked her! What I said to Diesel he will forget. He was hammered. I didn't touch him, or leave with him. Plus, I did it to get back at you! You let that bitch feel you up all night." I yelled back and crossed my arms. "At least you didn't have to watch me touch him!"
"That's the problem! Now that he thinks he has a chance he's going to be ruthless, God damn it M! You don't know him. He's fucked! It's going to be so much harder for us to be together." He explained.
"Don't put this on me. You didn't have to allow her hands on you." I said in disgust.
"I didn't want people getting suspicious! I've fucked Shelley. Numerous times. And other girls for that matter and when these girls want to get laid, us single guys fuck them! That's what we do in this small town, we drink, we smoke and we fuck." He counted out on his fingers leaning on the bar.
"Exactly and you did so we're done here."
"I didn't fuck her M. I did in the past, because just like you, I have a past with other women, but I didn't fuck her tonight."
"Sure, like I believe you turned down the blonde hair, massive boobs and scantily clad bitch." I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, you should believe me, because all I did was leave with her and walk her home, to get her out of here to stop that nonsense. So the drama was kept more private. She freaked the fuck out when I said no. She would have caused a huge fucking scene here, and people would have questioned why I was giving up easy pussy." He said.
"Well, I don't believe you! You've known me for two weeks, I'm just the new lay in town. You broke me down, got into my pants first and now you're free to move on." I yelled out.
It was mostly my insecurities coming out. I was insecure about how quickly I was falling for this guy, how easily he could destroy me. I was insecure because of the way men used me in the past. I knew I was wrong but for some reason I felt like I had to find any reason to push him away at that moment. Would he stick with me or would he say fuck my drama?
"Fuck! Why are you so stubborn? I don't want that! I want you! All of you!" He yelled and pointed to my heart.
"Stop lying to me Ben! I've been through enough. I can't handle another man fucking me around." I cried. The tears were welling up, but they were more anger than anything. And he could sense this. He got up from the bar and walked around until he was face to face with me. Feeling trapped, I pushed on his chest and he stumbled back, looking taken aback.
"Get the fuck away from me!" I screamed out.
"No! Not until you listen and believe me!" He screamed back.
"You're just like all the others!" Tears were now falling out of my eyes, running down my cheeks.
"I'm not M, I swear to you nothing happened!" A sob escaped my throat as he reached for me. I smacked his hand away. He managed to grab me and pulled me to him. I started hitting his chest trying to push him away.
"Fuck you! I hate you!" I shrieked through my tears. He enveloped me in his arms and held me tightly as I sobbed and shook.
"I swear I didn't fuck her M, I promise you. Baby, it's you I want, I wouldn't jeopardise that." He said quietly into my hair, trying to calm me. I was still squirming and fighting to get out of his strong grip as he continued to hold me tightly. He took my chin and forced me to look up at him.
"What did your fucking ex do to you?" He asked with concern in his eyes. Like I was looking into his soul, I could see he actually cared for me. He had the look of a man who wanted to protect me and take care of me. A look that told me he wasn't lying to me, or using me. He was a man that wanted all of me.
My tears stopped as I looked up at him as this realisation hit me square in the face. He was the one for me. He wiped my tears off my cheeks with his thumb as he continued to stare down at me with concern and care. I got an overwhelming feeling of need and want for him, I licked my lips as I relaxed against him.
His eyes darkened as they darted between mine and before I knew it he slammed his lips onto mine. And dammit did I kiss him back. There was so much heat and passion as he kissed me deeply. A hard, desperate kiss that was fueled by anger and love.
We groped at each other as he pulled me impossibly closer to him. His hands slid down my body and gripped my ass in my short shorts. I moaned into his mouth, loving the feeling of his tight grip on me. He moved his face down into my neck sucking on me, covering me in licks and kisses and he whispered in my ear.
"Babe, your it for me you're all I want, I wouldn't fuck this up. Please, trust me." He grabbed and held onto my jaw with dominance and he devoured my mouth again. He groaned as he pushed his pelvis into mine and I felt his hardness against me. "Fuck, I need you right now." He looked at me with pure desire in his eyes.
"Yes, take me." I rasped out. He growled as he turned me around to face the bar, kissing the back of my neck, biting down on me making me cry out. I loved when he bit me, he could mark me as his all day, everyday.
"Mmmm you like that don't you? You like when I take control of your body?" He said in his deep, sexy voice. I nodded, breathing heavily.
He pulled down my tank top so my tits were exposed, the straps resting down my arms. He reached around and groped them and twisted my nipples making me groan. He ground his hard cock into my ass. We were both panting with arousal. He leaned down behind me, his tall body towering over my back.
He licked my ear sending a shiver down my spine. I was so wet with anticipation of what he was going to do to me. He pushed me up harder against the bar pulling down my shorts and underwear, along with his own bottoms. I heard the foil of the condom packet being opened.
"You want me to fuck you? You want to be my dirty girl who gets fucked against the bar? huh?" He said in an animalistic, desirous tone in my ear and then he bit down on my neck again making me cry out, his clock slid between my wet folds, making me quiver and moan out in pleasure.
"Yes, please. Fuck me. Hard." I begged, he groaned as he reached around and started to tease my pussy and he inserted his fingers into me.
"Mmm you're so wet for me baby." I ground my pelvis against his pleasuring fingers as he continued to tease me by sliding his fingers between my wet pussy lips, groaning out as he slipped through me. His hard cock pushed against my ass which made me moan out.
"You see what you do to me? You make me so hard, baby." He groaned. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be mine forever." He breathed out with a dominant tone, his breath fanning my neck. His dirty talk was intoxicating.
I reached back and stroked his cock, as he moaned at the contact. He forcefully pushed me against the bar again and spread my legs with his knees as he stepped between them and he put on the condom. It felt so erotic as he continued to glide his cock through my folds, before he entered me from behind with force. I couldn't help but scream out as his huge hard cock finally slammed into me.
"Oh my God." I moaned. He reached around and grabbed my tits, pinching my nipples as he started to slam into me repeatedly.
"Mmm you like it when I fuck you hard baby?" His deep voice vibrated through me as his large body loomed over me from behind.
"Yes! Yes I love it!" I rasped, a low rumble came from his chest. He liked that. He lifted my one leg up so my knee was up on the bar, helping me to hold it there as he continued to impale me with his hard cock.
He was relentless against my pussy. Sliding in and out with ease because I was so wet as he fucked me so good, hitting my sweet spot over and over. I could feel my orgasm rising as he pulled my hair back "Tell me your mine! Scream it!" He demanded.
"I'm-I'm yours Ben!" I screamed, my body shaking with pleasure.
"Yes baby, you're mine!" He growled. I couldn't stop my orgasm from exploding, crying out as my body shuddered and clamped around him squeezing him so tightly, it almost hurt as he still thrust into me.
"Oh fuck. Yes." He groaned as he pumped into me even harder, bringing himself to his own undoing. Grunting with each spurt of cum he released. It was so hot. He leaned his head down onto my back.
We both stood there panting for a moment, then he pulled up my tank top and shorts before pulling up his own jeans. He turned me around to face him.
"Mmmm baby that was so hot." He kissed me deeply and sensually, taking me in a sweet embrace. After he finished kissing me we were both breathless and he rested his forehead on mine. He kissed my lips again gently.
"See, I'd be a fucking moron to mess this up. I promise you M, I didn't fuck her. You're all I want. You're all I need. Whatever is happening between us, it's real." I nodded, still unsure if I should completely surrender to him.
"I had to do that for show so people don't get suspicious." He saw me shift uneasily. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way. We both agreed to keep this secret for now but I promise you soon we won't have to hide it anymore. I can't wait to tell everyone you're my girl." I nodded, still keeping silent.
He took my chin in his fingers, forcing me to look at him. "I promise M, and I'm a man of my word." A small grin formed at the corner of my mouth.
"I'm sorry too." I said. He took my lips with his again and we started to head towards the door. We got into his car and drove hand in hand as he brought me back to his apartment where he had his way with me again.