Page 66 of Trading Paint
“Can I help you honey?” an older woman behind the bar asked. Her skin looked like leather and judging by the numerous tattoos covering her body, I doubt she cared what her skin looked like. Her voice was rough, marred by the years of smoking I’m sure.
Spencer and Tommy walked up behind me.
“Hey Jameson,” Spencer pushed against my shoulder with his. “Sway said to tell you that she’d find you later. She and Alley went across the street.”
“For what?”I turned to ask him. I did not like the sounds of that.
What in the hell could she need across the street?
“Hell I don’t know, they said they’d be back.” Spencer replied holding his hands defensively near his face. “Emma went with them.”
“Calm down Riley,” Tommy said throwing his lanky arm around my shoulder. “Let’s get drunk.”
“Riley?” a younger version of the leathered woman asked. She too was just as rugged but probably twenty years younger.“As in the USAC driver?”
Spencer pushed me toward the bar and I hit the edge with a huff and tripped over a few stools in the process.Graceful right?
“Thanks asshole.” I muttered at Spencer before flashing the girls a smile and finding my footing. “Yes, I’m Jameson Riley.” I held my hand out to them.
They shook it and the alcohol flowed from there.
The younger leathered girl was flirty and I had a few drinks by then so I flirted back. Sway walked in just about the time, Tessa, the leathered tattooed girl was showing me a tattoo of a dragon on the inside of her upper thigh. By now, she was sitting on my lap while I downed my fourth jack and coke.
Sway smiled when she approached and then walked past us to sit at the bar with Tommy and Spencer. This left me alone with leather Tessa. “Hey, I live close,” she began leaning closer to me.
I knew what she meant by this but I also knew that I was getting hammered and this girl had been ridden hard in her short years. Who knew the diseases she had and was willing toshare.I was not about to leave with her.
Soon my brain caught up with my all too willing dick and we pried Tessa off my lap. “I need to be getting back to my friends.” I told her when she tried to push me back down in the chair.
“I’ll show you a good time.” Was her attempt at convincing me tostay.
“I’m sure you would, but I really need to be getting back.”
“You don’t want any?” she tried again.
“Have you met my friend Tommy?” Tommy was recently single and needed some so I thought this would be good.
Turns out, Tommy was interested in Tessa. They left together not more than ten minutes after meeting each other.
This left me, drunk and horny, molesting poor Sway on the dance floor as we danced to some county song. Her head was rested against my chest, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. I breathed in, inhaling her rich intoxicating scent.
Sway sighed contently and pulled me closer. I wasn’t complaining so I wrapped my arms around her tightly. “Sing to me,” she whispered.
My lips brushed against her forehead before moving toward her ear. “I don’t know the words but I’ll try...” I felt her smile against my chest as I began singing in a low voice.
I realized right then this wasn’t the song for us but Sway had other ideas and asked if I wanted to get some fresh air with her.
“Let go outside.” I glanced around the bar. Tommy was gone, Emma was talking tattoos with the older bartender and Alley and Spencer were making out in a booth off in the corner.
Once outside Sway pushed me against the brick wall and her mouth was on mine in the next second. Her kisses were slow, patient and testing. Mine was frantic, desperate and uncontrolled. I picked her up, her legs wrapped around my waist and I spun her around so her back was against the wall. I let go of everything I’d been feeling those last few weeks and kissed her, everything rose to the surface. She met me as an equal, touching, kissing, and moving. The feel of her against me consumed me with pleasure. My hands greedily searched and settled on her ass.
I was operating on pure instinct and want.
I moaned against her lips, parting them ever so slightly as I settled into the juncture of her thighs. Sway gasped and at that sound, I was brought back to reality and jerked back away from her.
“Shit...I’m sorry honey, I...shouldn’t have...sorry.”
Sway shook her head, her breathing ragged. “No...it’sokay...I think it’s the beer talking. I didn’t mean to attack you.” She said straightening her shirt.
