Page 18 of F*ck You in My Head

Slowly, I squatted down asUnder the Influenceblared from the speakers in the background, filling the otherwise completely silent bar. I slid into a lying position, arching my back and running my hands down my torso before turning onto my stomach, supporting myself as I swung my hips in a seducing motion before slowly pushing forward in his direction.

I involuntarily licked my lips as he changed position on the stool. Lei looked like he was going to stop me, but by now I was level with him, leaning back and spreading my legs in front of him. The skirt slid up over my legs, but not far enough for him to see the white lace underwear hidden underneath. Or the garter belt with the ruffles, which he didn't know he'd pull off me with his teeth later.

I sat up, sinking into a split, my hands buried in my hair. At least for a brief moment before I returned to a prone position, lounging on the bar.

While my only goal was to make him sweat, he already seemed to be undressing me with his eyes. Finally I knelt before him, a little out of breath. Was this the same expression that had been on his face when he had been watching the streams? Was it that mixture of fascination, attraction and lust that was hard to hide once it found its way to the surface?

There was no such performance in the live videos. No poles, no dance. Until now, I had never performed any of these movements for one man alone. Especially in a wedding dress that had nothing to do with that particular man.

Keeping eye contact with him, I pushed my legs apart a little and lifted the tulle before reaching for the glass, emptying it and pouring it again before placing it between my thighs.

"You don’t know what you did, did to me…Is this the kind of thing you learn at work between the bookshelves?" Lei's voice had deepened. Became rougher.

Amused, I pursed my lips. "No, I just read in detail what usually happens in such situations."

Something gleamed in his eyes. He leisurely ran his finger along the edge of the glass. It wasn't hard for me to imagine what other parts of his body would feel good as well.

"And what would that be?"

"First, I'd like you to come closer," I began. I watched as he rose to take the space between my legs. Even through the fabric of our clothes I felt the warmth of his body.

All of a sudden he was in my comfort zone. So close that I could smell his perfume and see the dark storm in his eyes.

To my right and left, he placed his hands on the counter, bending down to be at eye level with me. "And then?"

My heart pounded so hard against my chest that I was afraid he could feel it in the vibrations of the air. Meanwhile, I breathed shallowly, and the constant sight of his face made me sweat.

Why did he make no secret of what was going on inside him? Why did he let me see all this instead of hiding it?

"Do you want me to taste what is between your legs?" he asked.

Immediately my eyes dropped, but it wasn't the glass of gin he was alluding to.

"Or do you want me to start with your mouth and find out how long it takes for you to melt under the touch of my tongue?"

I was afraid that this had already begun and it was progressing inexorably. When he raised a hand to my face, I held my breath. Until Lei slid his fingers down my neck, grabbed it, and with one simple movement, pulled me close to him. All of a sudden, my legs were around his waist and I felt more of him than ever before.

My fingers slid across his chest, feeling the fabric of the shirt, and I clutched tightly, giving in to the irrational fear that he would change his mind and leave me sitting there.

His hot breath hit my face, making me close my eyes. Not a second later, his full, soft lips were pressed against mine, moving over them. Gently at first, then more demanding with each passing second until I deepened the kiss. Letting him feel my tongue again.

Heat spread through my body. The longer we kissed, the more the circumstances blurred with the background. Until none of it mattered, and I realized I had finally unlocked the secret of what it felt like to be at the center of this man's attention. To know how he kissed and how my body reacted to this minimalist touch. This alone made me want to ask for more. To present my body to him on a silver platter, so I could witness how he put me into another sphere.

"What do your books suggest next?" It sounded almost mocking, but as his lips kept moving against mine, it didn't matter in the least what words came over them.

"You want to rush through every step?" If I had my way, I could have spent half an eternity just kissing him, moving my body against his, trying to figure out which way created the best friction.

"Maybe your little showmanship got me to change my mind. The dress has to go. I'm just not sure what's going to happen between now and then."

I let my fingers dance over his chest. "What's the choice?"

"That I'll keep my word here and now, then take you somewhere else and make sure you get rid of it. Actually, I don't feel impatient, but right now it feels like we've been building up to this moment for years, and I'm having a hard time controlling myself as I wonder what it will feel like to have your body under mine. Naked. Without any annoying fabric between us. If you move the way you just did, I don't know what will happen."

Unlike Lei, I had no trouble making a decision. So I took it from him by pulling up my skirt and hooking my fingers into his belt.

The glass that had been between my thighs vanished. Instead, his hand moved up my leg until his fingers wrapped around the fabric of my underwear. He tore at it until a telltale sound announced what would happen next.

With a scrutinizing look, he dug out the sexy lingerie. "Pure waste when it comes to the idiot it was meant for," he said with a growl, stuffing the fabric into his pants pocket and allowing me to undo the belt and button.