't be serious

im at the biceps was tempting and alluring. His thick hazel colored hair was disheveled and shielded most of his face but from what I co

sides constrict. I was both drawn to him at the time scared of him. He was sipping bee

Suzanne taunted. I gave he

l stranger."

down with a clank. "That's what

uy here. I don't care if you want me to touch

ll, handsome, delicious body....

anne." I grab

y these days grandma." Rose glared

hout giving it another moments thought, I walked towards the bar. With every step I found myself getting closer to the stranger an

at the stool beside the g

h was dusky pink, features that made his face even more painfully stunning. Just above his left temple to just below his eyebrow,he had a nasty looking scar. Our eyes met and

I remembered from Ro

the fridge and took out one which he handed over to me. I re

hen asked, "Are you inter

second, as though he was studying

d towards them so that he saw them too, "don't u

are about your prob

to a stool next to him. "I can see you're irritated by me and I don't like

at isn't quite so flattering." He

ved it. After I did so, I couldn't remember why I had done something like that. By then s

s voice huskier than before. It made my knees feel weaker for

spot between his thighs. What I felt was beyond description. He was utterly huge and hard. I'd never felt s

ent of clarity. 'What was I doing? Why was I kissing and touching a stranger?' I quickly jumped of