"We'll be right out!" Turner yells back before turning to me. "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you or anything, did I?"
He's got to be kidding—that was absolutely amazing. But the look in his eyes tells me he's not kidding. He's genuinely worried I didn't like what we just did.
"I'm better than okay." I say, bringing his lips to mine for one more kiss before we have to return to the real world.
Our tongues meet and I can taste myself on him, and I like it—salty and sweet. His shoulders relax as he takes the kiss deeper before finally ending it with a groan. "We'd better get out there before they decide to break down the door." Turner reaches into his pocket pulling out my soaked panties, "You better put these back on. I don't want you bare around anyone but me." He bends down lifting each one of my feet as he slides my panties over my cowgirl boots, up my thighs before finally landing around my waist. "You're coming home with me tonight."
"Yes, Sir."
eight
Turner
Reluctantly, I washed Hazel'sscent off of my beard and hands before returning to the bar. The one thing I can't wash off is the smile from my face knowing Hazel is finally mine. My eyes slide to Hazel's as she gives me a saucy wink before turning back to the drink she's making.
"Don't you look like the cat that licked the cream." I choke on my own spit at Tanner's words. "Chill out, I was just kidding." He slaps me on the back as if helping me get my breathing back to normal, when we all know it's to hide his own evil sense of humor. There's no way he doesn't know what we were doing in the office as loud as Hazel was.
Damn if I don't smile again thinking about how I pleasured my woman—pretty good for a virgin, if I do say so myself. Not that I go around advertising my sexual status—I didn't want to have sex until I found the perfect woman. Sure I've kissed a few girls in my past but that's all.
My breathing goes back to normal and I push away from Tanner still slapping my back. "Enough. I'm fine now." I lower my voice not wanting to draw anymore attention to the two of us then he already has.
"Sorry man. I'd hate to put you in a sticky situation." His laughter carries through the semi quiet bar as Dale introduces the next karaoke singer as yet another travel nurse singing for her initiation. The first notes of Whitney Houston's song 'I Will Always Love You' fills the bar along with the sound of someone singing almost as bad as Hazel.
"You're such a dick." I throw a bar rag at Tanner, who misses. I watch as he turns around, bends over but stops mid-bend, his head snapping to the singing nurse on stage. She's pretty with long auburn hair. I don't give her another thought as I turn back to Tanner who's still staring at her. With the bar rag long forgotten, he straightens up, his eyes never leaving the woman on the stage. Realization dawns on me as I walk over to him and slap him on the back, "Looks like you've been struck by Cupids Arrow, brother." I laugh, giving him one more hard slap on the back.
"Fuck me." He mutters as he picks up the rag and stomps behind the bar, trying and failing not to look at the woman on stage.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen." I call after him only to be met with his hand in the air as he flips me off with his middle finger, his back still facing me.
"What was that all about?" Hazel slides next to me, her body pressing against my side as she tilts her head to look at me giving me full access to her plump lips.
I take full advantage and claim her mouth in front of the whole bar in a deep kiss.
"Get a room!" Someone who sounds suspiciously like Dale yells from somewhere in the bar.
We jump apart like two kids with our hands caught in a candy jar, causing us to burst out in laughter.
"I can't wait to get you home tonight." I brush a long, lock of ebony hair behind Hazel's ear, thanking my lucky stars that I can finally touch her the way I want to.
"You two are on closing duty tonight, lover boy." Tessa strolls by tapping my shoulder with that damn plastic penis straw.
"Don't you have bachelorettes to watch over?" I tease.
"I'm on break. Travis is taking over." She points to where a group of rowdy women are leaning over the bar trying to pull off his t-shirt.
Most guys would be thrilled by the attention, but not Travis. Having enough of their antics, he grabs the fountain gun andproceeds to squirt water on the handsy women causing them to squeal in delight. Sensing his distress, Hazel offers to take over for him leaving me to my own group of customers.
That's how we spend the rest of the night—stolen kisses and touches as we serve the customers until we are the only two left in the bar after closing time to clean up.
"Can I see you for a minute in the office?" Hazel crooks her finger at me leading me into the privacy of the office.
"What can I do for you?" I place a kiss on her lips.
"It's more like what can I do for you?" Her hands reach for my belt as she unbuckles it and unzips my pants sliding them and my underwear down my legs to the floor, freeing my huge erection.
She licks her lips and lowers herself to her knees, opening wide she takes my cock into her mouth and I almost come at the feeling of her wet heat circling me.
How am I ever going to last inside her tight little pussy?