บททั้งหมดของ Her Darkest Desires: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Gemma rolled her eyes with a smile. "It's not a big secret. Girls get served first at bars since they're more likely to get mad and make a scene about it."The bartender came over and you leaned toward her so you didn't need to shout. "Two Brambles to start."She raised an eyebrow. "Never heard of it."Gemma was ready and put her phone on the bartop, a recipe already pulled up. "Crushed ice, dry gin, lemon juice and syrup, then blackberry liquor. We'll take raspberry if you don't have it."The woman scanned the less-than-common cocktail recipe, nodding along, then set to work."I'm surprised you wanted to try it," Gemma said, settling onto one of the bar stools. "All my guy friends back home think it's kind of a girly drink. That doesn't stop them from drinking since it's fucking delicious, but not on a first date."You shrugged. "Why would I care if you thought I drank girly drinks? If you like it, I have to assume it's tasty."The bartender came back over with the two drinks. "Twent

Gemma's laugh - the real one, louder and more boisterous than the one she used in the office - was electric to you. She was always a little playful in the office, teasing and smirking, matching wits. But as you both slowly made your way through your beers and roamed the arcade part of the bar, popping a coin in here or there to play the different games, it was like Gemma came to life.First, she was weirdly good at games she'd never played before, but terrible at ones that she knew. This obviously frustrated her, but she took it in stride and laughed her ass off as she fumbled classic Pacman, or went 0 and 10 against you in air hockey despite actually trying. Then she crushed you in Street Fighter 2, just mashing buttons, and she was scary good at the games where you aimed a fake gun and shot whatever was flying at the screen. She was even better at the fake hunting ones.Eventually, you ended up at the bank of skeeball machines. You both fed a coin into side-by-side machines, and Gem

You both ate, playfully bantering, and you ended up getting her to try the 'Jamaican jackfruit' taco, which had a sort of jerk chicken taste. She tried it gamely but didn't like it. To be fair, you didn't much either. It turned out you were both very much carnivores.As you were polishing off your last taco (black beans and avocado) and she was hers (shrimp), Gemma put her hand on your thigh and leaned back against you, resting her head on your shoulder comfortably. "This has been a good date, John," she said."I couldn't agree more," you said."But that means I need to tell you something," she said, "And I don't know what you'll think.""Are you currently pregnant with Andy's baby?" you asked.She barked a laugh. "God, no.""Eric's?""Eww, definitely not. I'd rather Andy over Eric."You laughed and felt her laughing with you. "So just say it," you said. "I doubt it's as big a deal as you think."Gemma reached back and pulled your arms around her so you were hugging her from behind. "

"She," you said. "But nothing ever happened between us. She liked basketball players, I wanted someone emotionally available, and we both needed a study buddy for the first-year English 101 prerequisite.""If she taught you this, she must be a good friend," Gemma sighed."She is when she isn't chasing athletes," you nodded. "What about you? Any secret attractions I should know about?""Other than being good with your hands?" Gemma grinned. "Tall, dark hair, mostly polite but a little naughty, too.""How naughty?" I asked, plying my fingers between her toes."Hard to define," Gemma said.You lowered her foot and pressed it against your resurrected hardon in your pants."You might be getting somewhere," Gemma chuckled.===============You set Gemma's foot down, preparing to lean in and start kissing her as you lounged on her bed, only to get interrupted.Knock Knock Knock.You sighed, and Gemma sighed. "Who is it?" she called, clearly annoyed.The door opened and the extremely pretty-bu

You quickly texted Mosche that you were on your way, telling him you'd be there at least ten minutes faster than you possibly could if an Uber pulled up immediately, and then went to Sabrina texts.Sorry if this wakes you up, you texted. Date went well. Just ended. Will tell you tomorrow.You were surprised to see the bubbles pop up almost right away.Kk. I'll get juicy details from Gem. Missed "Satisfaction" with you tonight ;)You shook your head, checked on the progress of your Uber, and then texted back. Twice wasn't enough this afternoon?She responded by sending you a picture. It was a super close-up of her clit with a bullet vibrator pressed right up next to it, teasing her without touching. From the few background clues you had, you thought she might be laying in bed.You took a risk, which later you would blame on being horny as hell and getting cockblocked by Gemma's roommates, and you pointed your camera down and took a picture of your hard cock bulging in your jeans and se