Bar Tricks (3 page)

“You’re so beautiful.”

Before I can respond, he covers my mouth with his, and I pull at his shirt. My fingers feel the ridges of his muscles and I wrap my arms around him, holding him against my warm body. Feeling like I’m on fire, the pleasure grows inside my stomach.

Finishing the task I started, he pulls his shirt over his head, gracing me with a look at the sculpted body beneath. Apparently the tattoos he has on the show are fake, because I see nothing but flawless skin. Leaning in, I lick his chest, the skin glistening beneath my tongue. Kissing my way up and across his jaw, he groans.

“I can’t take it, I need you. Now,” he growls.

Picking me up from the desk, he sets me on my feet. Crouching, the denim is yanked down, baring the matching thong to my bra. His breath hitches as he reaches down, sliding my jeans, shoes and all off. His rough fingers move slowly back up, reaching the thin material of my panties. Moving them aside, his tongue licks at my sex.

“You taste so good. You’re so wet for me too.”

His tongue resumes licking at my core as I feel his fingers slide inside of me. Leaning back on the desk, I try to hold on to something, anything, to keep me from floating away in my pleasure. Reaching forward, I lace my fingers in his hair, trying to pull his face closer to me. As the digits slide in and out of me, caressing my inner walls, his tongue matches rhythm across my clit.

“Jason,” I scream out as I climax, feeling the hot juices slide down his fingers, down my legs.

Removing himself from inside of me, he licks, lapping up all that my body has to give. Roughly, he spins me around as he stands. He pushes my face down onto the desk and I hear his zipper slide down. In the silence of the office, I can hear his panting, my moaning and it sounds amplified. My body shakes, enjoying the orgasm it’s just had. Placing a hand on the back of my neck, his other on my hip, he thrusts himself inside of me without warning.
His hand moves from my neck, wrapping in my hair. He yanks back slightly, so my head is held down on the desk, but I can see him from the corner of my eye. The thick fullness of having him inside of me sends more shudders throughout my body. I scream out as I feel myself clamping down on him. My body feels full, whole. His cock twitches inside of me, and he bends down over my body.

“You’re so tight,” he pulls out slowly, then thrusts in harder. “So wet and tight.”

Slowly his speed builds until he’s pounding me into the desk. I can’t move, he has me pinned down. The pain from the desk hitting my hips is replaced by the building of another massive orgasm. My sight grows dim as my body bucks, begging for more.

“Harder,” I yell out, wanting to feel his cock slam into me.

Giving me what I want, he throws himself inside of me. Sliding in and out, the sound of our bodies colliding is erotic bliss to my ears. He reaches a hand between my legs, flicking at my clit while his cock slams inside of me. Screaming out as I release, I feel him still inside of me, pushed as far in as he can go. As the quakes ripple through my body, I hear him hiss.

“I can’t take it baby, sorry, you’re pussy is so sweet.”

With a final thrust, I feel him quiver inside of me, finding his own release.

Both spent, we stay there, panting, gasping, and trying to regain our breath. His hand disentangles from my hair and he smacks my ass as he pulls out.

“Mmm, my god. I don’t think I can walk,” I whisper.

My legs shake and I feel his laughter more than hear it as he vibrates on top of me. When he pulls himself free of my body, my knees weaken and I’m afraid to move. His hands grab at my shoulders, lifting and spinning me towards him. He wraps himself around me, holding my body against him. His chest rising and falling with each breath. Fingers tangle in my hair again. God I love it when a man pulls my hair. He moves my head to the side and softly nips at my neck.

“Why don’t you come back to my room tonight? I can wait for you to close up here. I think I owe it to you to take our time.”

What? I’m not sure my body can handle that right now. If this quickie was so intense, what would it be like for him to take his time? Nodding yes, he chuckles, bending down to pick up my clothes. As I pull my jeans on, I look up and find him staring at me, a smile plastered to his face.

“So, you decide where you want to do business yet?”

I try to make small talk while getting dressed. I’m trying to not make this awkward.

“
You like our town?”
“Well, if this town has you, I think its good enough to work in,” he snickers.

“Yea, plus we have this private club you can come into and not be attacked by mobs of fans.”

The smile falls from his face, and I feel like I said something wrong.

“You know who I am?”

Nodding, I look away from him, hoping I didn’t just ruin the moment. I hear his footsteps near me. His hand grabs my chin, pulling me to face him. The smiles back.

“G
ood, then I don’t have to worry, lying to you about who I am. Come on, let’s get out of here.”

My heart is pounding so loud, I’m afraid he can hear it. I slowly follow him out of the office, my mind going a mile a minute. Tonight’s like a dream come true. The hottest man on
TV and he wants me? He wants to do business here, which could only mean a movie or show being filmed here. Does this mean him and I will have lots of time to spend together? Questions flood my thoughts as I return behind the bar to start closing things out. Jason returns to his seat at the end of the bar, and I turn, catching him staring at me. He flashes me that panty soaking smile again. His husky voice pulling me from my thoughts.

“I think I’m going to love working in this town.” I couldn’t agree more.

Ryder’s

Pushing my Stetson back so I could see better, I scan the crowd. It’s packed in here tonight. But Ryder’s Heaven always is on a Saturday night. My brother has done well for himself with this place. When he bought it last year it was a
rundown hole in the wall. Now it’s the place to be. Women in short skirts and tight jeans line dance into all hours of the night and men place bets on riding the bull or pool.

There’s always a fresh batch of women to pick for the night too. With the local college close by,
the girls flock to this place, all hoping to find them a cowboy to tie down. I hate being here, but being out of town, Ryder had asked me to look in on the place. I’d rather be down at Whistler’s, the hole in the wall bar down the road. At least there I know the women are of age and just looking to get laid. Especially the little blonde waitress. I can never remember her name, but she’s pretty good in the sack. They aren’t city slicker girls just trying to dress up and snag a cowboy to show off to their friends. I steer clear of this place as much as possible.

“Chase,” someone shouts. I spin, looking at Jessie the bartender.

“I need help. Bobby called in, so we’re short on security and there’s a fight brewing over there.”

I follow her gaze to the corner near the bull pen. Nodding, I try to push my way towards it. If she’s asking for help, it must be bad. I’ve seen her throw grown men out on their asses before.
Hell, being our little sister, we taught her to do that. But then again, its three deep to get to the bar, so she can’t really get out from behind there to help. As I near the pen, I see Ricky. I hate this guy. He’s been trouble since he could walk. Ryder and I have had run ins with him our whole lives and drinking just makes him meaner than a rattler that got stepped on.

Taking in the situation, I see Ricky holding up some guy by his neck while a pretty little red head is screaming at him. As she bounces around like a boxer looking for a hit, her breasts shake in her flimsy top. She takes my breath away, and for someone like me, who’s always surrounded by hotties, that says something. She turns to look at me, piercing me with stunning brown eyes that remind me of coffee, she puts her hands on her tiny little hips. She couldn’t be more than five foot but her short little denim skirt makes her legs look a mile long. Her pink cowboy boots match the little tank top she wears. Plastering a grim look on my face, I march towards them. The crowd surrounds us, trying to catch a glimpse of the action, but stay back enough that they won’t get involved if a fight really breaks out. A lot of people around here are afraid of Ricky. Not me. Laying my hand on Ricky’s shoulder, he looks over at me.

“Get lost Chase,” he growls at me.

“Tell this animal to put my brother down,” the girl starts shouting at me.

“Ma’am, please step back. I don’t need you getting hurt here. I got this under control,” I try to push her back, but she stands her ground firm.

Her tight little body has more muscle than I gave her credit for. She’s like my sister. Small but strong.

“Ricky, come on man, put him down, we can work this out. I know you can’t afford to get kicked out of here. Ryder said one more fight and you’re not going to be allowed back ever again.”

The guy in Ricky’s grasp was white as a sheet. Must be a city boy. Dressed in his polo shirt and khakis, he’s tall, but wiry. I can see him shaking. It takes all I have to not laugh at the kid. I’m surprised he hasn’t pissed himself yet. Ricky’s big. Spends all his time hauling hay or working out at the gym. He’s not someone to mess with.

“This asshole grabbed me. My brother was just trying to protect me, even though I don’t need it.”

The girl yells as she tries to lunge past me at Ricky. Grabbing her with my arm, I wrap it around her waist, hoisting her up off the ground. As her body squirms against me, I groan. Her pert little ass grinding against my cock is not a great idea. I’m already turned on by how hot she is, but to feel that warmth pressed against my body is turning my brain to mush. Holding her tight, I turn so I’m between her and Ricky.

“Yea Chase. You’re right. One more fight and I’m out of here. Guess it’s a good thing I like Whistler’s better than this shit bar.”

As he sets the guy down, he turns towards me, as if about to leave. Instead, I get a fist to the face. I wasn’t expecting it, so I was
unprepared to defend myself. As I feel my body fall, I let go of the girl, hoping I don’t crush her. Then everything goes black.

Music and bright lights force their way into my head. It’s throbbing and sore. I try to sit up but am assaulted by pain.

“Shh, just relax,” I hear a woman whisper.

Prying my eyes open, I look around the room. I’m in the back office of Ryder’s. Man, my brother is going to be pissed about Ricky. I can’t believe I let that asshole get the drop on me. He sucker punched me. Rubbing my jaw with my hand I look up at the fierce little woman kneeling beside me. Her hair the color of the morning red sky. Her eyes filled with concern, she tries to smile at me. Behind her, the man she called her brother stands against Ryder’s desk glaring at me.

“I could have handled him,” he mutters under his breath.

Next to me Beau, the security on shift tonight leans on the door, amusement masking his face. I nod at him as he looks between me and the little guy. Pushing myself up, the girl holds her hand out as if to help me stand. Ignoring it, I climb to my feet.

“Chase, you good man? I need to get back to the door and make sure Ricky doesn’t sneak back in.”

“Yea Beau, go ahead. Thanks man.”

He shrugs and leaves. I turn towards the pretty little lady and take my hat she holds out
in her hands. Running my hand through my short black hair, I slide it back on top of my head.

“You two ok now? Sorry about Ricky. He’s a pretty mean drunk.”

“Oh, yes, thank you. I’m sorry you got hit. I could have handled it though,” she says to me, holding out her hand. “I’m Stella.”

I look down at her hand as if it’s going to bite me. She sure is confident for a little woman. Shaking it, I look at her brother.

“Chase,” I mumble. “You ok man?”

I nod to him. He just stands there staring at the ground.

“I told you it was a bad idea coming here,” he whispers to his sister.

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with the bar. Don’t let one trouble maker ruin your good time,” I tell him.

He ignores me, making his way towards the door
.

“Come on Stella, I want to leave.”

“So go ahead Joey. You don’t have to be here. I asked you not to come in the first place. I knew you wouldn’t like it. Chase, I’d like to buy you a drink, as a thank you for the horrible bruise you have forming on your eye,” she says winking at me.

Her tiny little body shivers and I wonder if she’s cold. In a huff, Joey leaves the office,
slamming the door behind him. Stella takes a confident step towards me. Her pink painted finger comes towards my face, tracing the outline of my jaw. Her soft touch for some reason sends my cock into hardness. A small giggle comes out of her mouth.

“I could thank you in another way, if a drink isn’t what you want,” she says
seductively, looking down at my dick.

The way it’s pressing against my jeans, I’m sure she can see everything. She takes my hand and places it under her skirt. Her panties are soaked. She grinds herself against my fingers, and I’m shocked. I’ve met some pretty brazen women before. But this little city slicker beats them all.
 

“I was watching you tonight, trying to get up the courage to ask you to dance, then you
came to my rescue and I got so wet thinking of ways I could thank you.”

Her little hands come up, pushing against my chest. I allow her to push me down on the couch against the wall. Kneeling in front of me, her fingers deftly work on undoing my belt buckle and pants.
This little girl has rendered me speechless. Like, maybe Ricky’s punch damaged some brain cells or something. I can’t speak. My arm starts moving towards her and I can’t stop it. My brain doesn’t seem to be working. Grabbing her chin, I turn her to face me. Her plump lips and deep eyes are so inviting. Crushing her mouth beneath mine I trail my tongue across her lips. Her sweet taste reminds me of those fruity drinks Jessie makes. A slight growl escapes my mouth as she parts her lips for me. Her hands free my stiff cock from my pants and she begins rubbing up and down my shaft. She pulls away from our kiss.

“I’ve always fantasized about a knight and shining armor, and a cowboy. Now I get both at once.”

A sly smile spreads across that pretty face and my cock twitches in her hand. Lowering her head, she flicks her tongue across my dick head, lapping up the pre-cum glistening on the end. Closing my eyes, I lean my head back, groaning. As her lips wrap around my shaft, I look down and see her staring right at me. Those eyes filled with lust. As her head bobs up and down my cock, I wrap my hand in her hair, following each movement. The fact that she’s staring me in the eyes while sucking my dick is the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.

As the line dancing music from outside the office picks up beat, she matches the rhythm with her mouth. My hips buck, not wanting her to stop. Unable to maintain eye contact as her hand and mouth work on my cock, I close my eyes again. Relishing in the feeling she gives me as her tongue swirls around my dick, I feel myself getting close.

“Oh god I’m going to cum,” I yell out.

Fair warning incase she’s not the swallowing type. Her lips stay latched on as her head bobs up and down. Unable to hold back anymore, I shudder and I feel the cum burst from my dick. Her lips still wrapped around me, her tongue strokes up and down one final time, licking up every last drop of me. Where the hell has this girl been my whole life? Smiling up at me, she moves up my body. Her hands weaving their way under my shirt, splaying her fingers across my chest.

“Mm, you have such a yummy body Chase. I’ve wanted to taste your cock since I first laid eyes on you tonight.”

What the hell do I say to that?  She’s so hot and much feistier than I originally thought. Reaching under her skirt, I yank down the wet panties she has on. Before they even fall to the ground, she’s straddling over my lap. I can feel the juices from her pussy leaking onto my cock.

“You gotta give me a minute baby girl. That just took a lot out of me.”

Grinding her hips as her clit slides along my dick, I feel it twitch and begin to get hard again. Who would have thought I could go again so soon, but my cock is betraying my mind tonight. I’m on my own.

Slowly, Stella removes her shirt, freeing her tits. No bra. Damn, they bounce free of the flimsy material. Leaning down, I suckle her nipple, slowly rolling the other one between my fingers. Her breath hitches as her hips slowly resume sliding her pussy along my dick. Reaching between our bodies, she grips my cock tight, moving it towards her opening. The need to be inside of her is almost too much to bear. With one thrust, I’m buried deep inside of her pussy. Feeling her muscles contract around my sets my excitement on overdrive. As Stella begins riding my cock, she wraps her arms around my head, holding my mouth hostage against her breast. Circling the nipple with my tongue then nipping, she screams out.

“Chase, oh god yes.”

Riding harder her gasps and cries increase. The music is loud, but so is she. I don’t need anyone knowing what I’m up to in my brother’s office. Pulling her face down to me, I capture her mouth to absorb the sounds.

Her intensity builds as does mine, our tongues licking and teasing each other. I can still taste myself on her lips and it’s intoxicating. She rides my cock feverishly. Back and forth she slides, her tight little pussy feels amazing on my dick. I haven’t felt this excited about sex in a long time, if ever. The fire in my stomach builds, burning hot. Screaming out with her orgasm, Stella collapses on top of me. With a few thrusts from me, I empty myself into her. Raising her heavy head, she kisses me.

“Wow Chase. That was better than I ever imagined.”

“We’re just getting started.”

I stand, lowering her to her feet. Leaning down to scoop up her panties, I shove them in my pocket t
hen fasten my pants. She runs her hands down her skirt to smooth the wrinkles, looking at me questioningly. Grabbing her hand, I pull her out of the office, making a beeline for the parking lot. As we pass by the bar, I hear her brother yelling out to her. Ignoring him, her grip on my hand tightens. Letting go, I wrap my arm around her waist and lead her through the crowd. At the door, Beau smiles and winks at me, opening the exit for us.

When we reach my Chevy pickup, she leans against the door. I grab her ass, picking her up. Her little legs wrap around my waist perfectly.

“You don’t have anywhere else to be tonight right?” I ask her.

Shaking her head no, her hips rock against my cock and I can feel myself getting hard again. With a growl, I step back, yanking the door open and practically throw her inside.

“Good, you’re coming with me Stella. Seems we have a lot of fantasies of yours to fulfill tonight.” Smiling at me, she leans towards me
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