Page 4 of Vapor's Blaze

“Got a selection, some alcohol free, and some of the house special. Given how hot it is in here, I can’t promise they’ll be chilled.”

“Thanks. Anything thirst-quenching will do at this point,” I say with a smile.

When he sets the drinks down, I pick the one that looks like it might be a berry drink. It tastes delicious. The conversation really flows between us. This man has an opinion on just about every topic I bring up, and it’s really nice to actually talk to someone. Normally, most men just try to wrap the conversation back around to flirting or sex. It’s like when their dick is hard, scratching the itch is all they can think about. Not Vapor, he really seems interested in getting to know me.

I watch his lips as he talks, imagining what kissing him would be like. I grope around in my purse for my container of mints and pop one in my mouth, just in case we end up in a lip lock. I can’t believe that I’m seriously contemplating inviting this sexy stranger home with me for the night. A little voice in the back of my head reminds me that just because he seems like a genuinely nice guy doesn’t mean he is one. Then again, it’s been a long time since I’d taken a chance or been reckless.

“What ya got there?” He asks curiously.

I open my mouth and stick out my tongue like a naughty child, showing him my heart shaped mint.

“Fucking hell, are you taking ecstasy?”

I almost laugh at the absurdity of his words. Sure, drugs are part of the psychedelic trance scene, but I certainly don’t do them. My life is complicated, and I can’t afford to blink, much less be strung out on drugs. Besides that, I know firsthand what can happen with drugs.

“It’s a mint,” I say, waving the box.

He takes the box from me and shakes one out, he’s looking all kinds of concerned.

“Are you police, DEA, or just a random Boy Scout gone rogue?” I ask.

“None of the above. I’ve just seen what drugs can do to people and the shit the dealers here sell.”

“Same here, I’ve seen what harm they can cause.”

His guarded expression dies away, replaced by a feral grin as he tosses one of the mints in his mouth. “I’m glad to hear it. If you choose me as your bedpartner tonight, I promise to make you come so hard your head explodes. No drugs needed.”

Laughter bubbles up from my very soul. “You had me, right up to the head exploding part.”

Now that we are on the same page about how we want the night to end, we continue drinking and talking about random things, including getting an Uber to take us to my place as we both got a ride here, and even if we hadn’t, we were a little too tipsy to drive.

Chapter 3

Vapor

This woman really intrigues me.

I’m so enthralled with watching every expression that crosses her lovely face and hearing every word that falls from her mouth that the Uber ride to her place is kind of a blur. Granted, I’ve had a few drinks, but I’m not drunk by a long shot.

The minute we tumble over her threshold and the door shuts behind us, I push her back to the door and cage her in with both my arms on either side of her slim form.

When she gazes up at me, her eyes are aroused and unfocused. Maybe it’s the alcohol, but all I want in the world is to hold her close. We’re both a little drunk, but not so far gone that there’s any doubt this is what we want. The minute her eyes drop down to my lips, I take that as a sign and kiss her long and hard. Her arms slide up around my neck and she seductively presses her body against mine. My lust doubles and then triples in an instant. Just knowing she wants me is all I need for my cock to stiffen.

I move from her lips to her throat, kissing, nipping and licking as I go. “What sounds good to you? Should I get on my knees and use my mouth on you, fuck you hard and rough against the door or take you to bed and make love to you like you’re the queen of all the world?”

Without missing a beat, she responds. “Queen treatment in the bedroom, please.”

Peeling her off the door, I let her lead the way upstairs. Being with a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to speak up is a huge turn on for me. I stay close, carefully navigating the staircase without once asking why it was so fucking steep.

“I should have known a classy lady like you would want your first time with a new man to be sweet. Lucky for you, sweet is my specialty.”

She shoots me a wry smile over her shoulder as her hand grips the stair railing tightly, “That sounds like a humble brag.”

“If so that doesn’t make it any less true,” I respond confidently.

“Love that lopsided smile of yours. It looks good on you.” I almost stopped dead in my tracks. I didn’t know I had a lopsided smile, much less that it looked good on me. For some reason, pride surges in my chest at her compliment. She is straight up telling me that I’m attractive in her eyes. The feeling is definitely mutual. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her again.

Once she hits the top of the stairs, she starts casually undressing as she continues down the hall. Without even thinking about it, I do the same. Instead of dropping my own clothing along the way, I take them with me and ditch them beside her bed.

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