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Chapter 117: The Dare 6
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Midnight Cravings: Steamy Erotic Stories Chapter 117: The Dare 6
DALTONAfter days went by with no contact from Layla, I concluded I'd fucked up to the point of no salvaging what we started in the pub. Shame, since it had so much potential.While I stuck around on my barstool waiting for my hard-on to calm down, my phone pinged with message alerts, one after the other. The first one killed my mood in an instant. Kristin, my ex. She'd apparently been tracking my location the entire time we were together and hadn't bothered to stop after we broke up--news to me on all fronts.Since it was my first night out in a couple of weeks, she wanted to know who I was with, what I was doing, and whether I'd met someone new. Desperate to follow Layla and continue what we'd started, I pointed out that none of those answers were her business, but she threatened to come down and find out for herself. The woman who wanted to fuck other people strangely hated the idea of me moving on with someone else. So, instead of sneaking into a bathroom with Layla to have fun fo
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Fuck." He pulls back and rips his hand out from under my t-shirt. "Come home with me. Say you'll come home with me."My breaths are coming faster, my face hot, my body aching with the weight of the arousal that's taken over every part of my being. I've never been this turned on before. "I won't make it. Let me get a head start, then meet me in the bathroom at the back of the pub. It's big. There's plenty of room. Don't ask me how I know that."Before he can open his mouth to respond, I kiss his cheek, grab my phone off the bar, and walk away.On shaking legs, I weave past the pool tables, step around clusters of people, and text Millie to let her know I'll make my own way home. I stride toward the back of the pub, heading straight for the single-occupancy cubicle at the end, locking the door behind me as soon as I'm safely inside.While I wait for Dalton's knock, I slip my phone in my back pocket and rest my hands on the sink, staring at myself in the mirror. I look like a mad woman.
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His eyes glimmer with amusement as he sips from his glass. I keep the material of my shirt in place and lift his hand higher until it reaches the bottom edge of my bra.His gaze stays meshed with mine, and he swallows a mouthful of beer as he traces the lace band around my ribcage. His fingers move slowly, as if he can't believe this is happening to him. I understand the feeling. I can't believe it's happening to me either--and there's no way I'm looking over my shoulder to see if Millie and Hannah are watching. If they are, they'll be beside themselves."Feels like lace," he says, his voice husky. "What colour?""Black." I lean in closer to make sure no one can see the movement of his hand."Go higher."Dalton takes another drink and obediently slides his hand up and over one full, naked breast. The lack of cups along with the supportive band makes them perky as hell, and he nearly chokes on his beer. "What are you wearing--or more to the point, not wearing?" he asks as he swallows a
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I slide onto the barstool beside the man and immediately want to inhale him. He smells divine, like leather and soap and broken hearts. I order a hard cider and pay with my phone, then turn my mobile to silent mode and rest it face down on the bar. If Millie and Hannah blow it up with their commentary, I want to avoid the distraction.I don't look the man's way until I've taken my first sip.Unfortunately, he's even more impressive up close. Big, broad shoulders, dark brows, sensual lips, and a smooth jaw that I want to rub my cheek against. Ugh. I love men so much--their smell, their muscles, the way their arms feel around you, their straightforward, uncomplicated brains. I just wish I could find one who loves me."Why are you staring at me?" he asks, keeping his gaze directed at his drink.His voice is deeper than I expected, and the hint of amusement means we're off to a good start. "I'm just wondering why you look so sad. Did you miss out on a big modelling contract or something?"
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Once we grab our drinks and settle in at a corner table, Millie and Hannah get straight to work scouring the pub for a suitable candidate-slash-victim. At this early hour, the place isn't all that busy, so we'll be waiting a while. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.I glance around the room, taking in the circular bar in the centre and the pool tables off to one side. People are still enjoying meals in the seating area, but soon enough they'll clear out to make way for the rowdier crowd who are here to get drunk and dance."So... not many options, huh?" I ask, raising my brows. "Should we can this idea?""Not a chance," Hannah says with a smile. "This is going to be the best entertainment I've had in a while." Her sleek red hair is shaved at the temple and stops at her jawline in a blunt cut. She's wearing jeans with a green sleeveless top that shows off the colourful tattoos adorning both arms.Millie's decked out tonight in a royal blue dress with her blonde hair in
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"Well, that sucked giant balls." I close the door with a little more force than necessary, relieved to be back home in my apartment. The television's on in the living room and it looks like my housemate's been watching one of her serial killer documentaries to wind down before bed. "Millie!" I call out. "Where are you?""Bathroom!" she yells back. "There in a sec."I slip off my black stilettos and rest my hand against the wall, lifting my foot to massage my tortured toes. At twenty-five, I think I've just worn my last pair of heels--and I'm ninety-nine percent sure I'm done with dating apps, too.I rub my other foot and straighten, wondering why I keep putting myself through this crap. I've just wasted two precious hours listening to a man go on and on about his psycho exes and how women are all the same and you can't trust a single one of them, you know? News flash, buddy: if all your exes are psychos, you either made them that way or you have a type.Oh shit. Awareness speeds throu
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