A Night Alone

being alone in the bar is more difficult than it sounds. having to push away every girl that approaches me is annoying. though it's kinda interesting how different their approaches are to one another. one walked up to me and just told how it was. although her friend flirted more than she. her friend was a guy, and he was the sexiest mother fucker. he had perfect brown eyes and a teasing smile. his body is a different story, altogether he is lean and athletic, and tall. I wish he was mine. oh, how I wish that he could claim my body. he would do it well, with his looks he must be experienced. after the girl left, he walked up to me. he smiled mischeviously, and leaned in. he whispered 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦? 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦. I didn't believe it at first, after all this man was built like a Greek god. agreeing to go with he led me to his car, he drove us to his place. once he got me into the door of his apartment he pinned me I felt a pair of soft lips latch onto mine in a bruising kiss. his hands roamed my body, and found themselves groping my perfectly round ass. he parted the kiss as he grinded against my hips.