Page 71 of A Ryan Recollection

“How much longer do you need to work in this damn bar before I can take you to bed and fuck your brains out?”

Oh my God!“Until three, maybe? It should quiet down a little after that.”

“Fuck. That’s two more hours.”

“I know.” I grab hold of the lapels of his jacket, pulling him closer to me.

He growls in my ear, dragging my body over his thick cock as it bulges in his suit pants. “You make me feel like a goddamn animal.”

“You are an animal,” I whisper, dusting my lips over his. “And I can’t wait for you to mount me later.”

“Fuck, Jessie! You’re not helping here,” he groans loudly, making me giggle.

“Sorry. It’s not exactly easy resisting you when you have me pinned against a wall with your huge cock. Not to mention having to watch women drool all over you while you sit at that bar.”

He drags his teeth over the shell of my ear. “Sitting at that bar watching you,” he whispers, making me shiver. “Besides, you think I like watching guys looking at your ass every single time you turn around? You wonder why all the guys ask for the Bud Light, sweetheart? It’s because it’s on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator and you have to bend to get it.”

“Bud Light is just a very popular drink,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Really? If we don’t get out of this room in the next five seconds, I’m gonna have to bend you over that stack of it, and you won’t be going anywhere but bed because you won’t be able to walk after.One.”

“That sounds kinda hot.”

“Two.”

“How quick can you be, because I gotta get back to work?”

“Three.”

“You know that door has no lock, right?”

“Four,” he growls, his grip on me tightening.

I grab hold of his hand and pull him toward the door before he can get to five, opening it wide before he has a chance to pull me back inside and make good on his promise.

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It’s just before 3am.The club has quieted down a little and I figure the bar staff can manage without me for the next three hours.

Shane is deep in conversation with one of the club bouncers and I need to pee. I start to head in the direction of the ladies room.

“Where are you going?” he shouts after me.

I walk back to him because I don’t want to announce to the entire club where I’m headed. “I’m just going to the ladies room. Then I’ll cash up my register and we can go home?”

“Give me two minutes and I’ll come with you.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “I need to pee. I can go to the bathroom on my own.”

He looks to another bouncer who is standing nearby. “Watch her,” he barks.

“I’ll use the bathroom in Conor’s office. It’s like thirty feet away. I’ll be fine,” I say with a roll of my eyes.

He simply scowls at me in response as his employee talks in his ear about something which appears important. So I leave him to it and head off to the office with the other bouncer’s eyes burning a hole into my skin.

I’m through the door when I feel someone behind me. A hand between my shoulder blades gently guiding me into the room.

“I can’t believe you couldn’t even let me go to the bathroom alone,” I say with a chuckle as the door closes behind us. But when I turn around, it’s not Shane who just shoved me into this room. “J-Jason,” I stammer. “What the hell?”

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