Chapter 63
Chapter 63:
“The guy canceled last minute, and I’m already here,” he shrugged, handing me his empty glass. “Give me something with more flavor p>
“How about a Virgin strawberry mojito p>
“Yes, please p>
I grinned and put on a show as I made the drink. Dave laughed, took the drink, and tipped generously.
“You’re not booking a session with a Dom?” I asked, assuming he was a Sub based on how easily flustered he seemed.
“Nah, I’m not into that hardcore kink. I’m here for the privacy. I’m not out,” he shrugged, slowly taking another sip of his drink. “But this is good, though p>
“I know,” I winked at him, and he laughed. I could see his face becoming even more handsome as he smiled.
“You should smile more—sexier, more handsome,” I added, flirting with him just because I wanted to, not because I needed him to feel good to get better tips.
“Um…thanks p>
I paused to take another order, then quickly returned to Dave. But then a wave of members seemed to get thirsty at the same time, and I lost track of time. By the time I got back to his spot, Dave was gone—most likely to the dance floor.
When I clocked out, I changed into my casual clothes and went out through the service door.
The sky was clear, and the air was cool. I was walking toward the bus stop when I spotted Dave. He was taking a drag from his cigarette, his eyes blank as he stared at the almost empty street.
The man looked sad, so I decided to walk toward him. He almost lost his composure when he saw me.
“Remy p>
“Dave, heading home p>
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“Yeah, it’s late p>
“Obviously,” I chuckled when I caught him giving me a once-over, this time in my casual attire.
The man wanted me, and fuck it, I wanted him too. Dave didn’t step back when I moved into his space. I leaned closer and kissed him.
He looked startled. Cute. But when he kissed me back, I knew I had to take him home with me. Maybe it had been too long since I’d had sex, but something just felt right. I kissed him again, eagerly.
“So,” I said, cupping his neck while standing too close for strangers. I watched his plump lips before leaning in for another kiss.
“Damn, you’re good at kissing,” he breathed out as my hands trailed under the hem of his sheer black shirt beneath his jacket.
“Thanks,” I replied, enjoying the sight of his flushed cheeks as he stayed still under my touch. It felt strange—I usually didn’t act like this with club members. But I’d been watching him, and suddenly, the warm fluttering sensation in my chest returned.
The one I hadn’t felt in a while. Not since Leland. I’d mostly been on my own since then, with only a few casual hookups here and there.
“Yeah, so… I don’t usually do this. I mean, kissing out in the street,” he laughed nervously, then blurted out his confession. “I’ve been watching you. Not in a creepy, stalkerish way. I mean, you look hot in black latex, but um p>
“Dave,” I said, my hands gripping his bare waist as I started rocking my groin into his. He gasped.
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