Free Break Away by Ellie Grace Page B

approached me and sat down in Olivia’s empty seat.
    “Hi, there,” the women said, crossing her legs and making her already short dress ride up even more. Her lips turned up in a pleased smile as she locked her eyes on me and sipped from her straw suggestively. “Is this seat taken?”
    “Uh, yeah,” I said, gesturing toward the bathroom. “She’ll be right—”
    “It’s all yours,” Olivia cut in, appearing out of nowhere. “I was just leaving anyway.” She offered the woman a warm smile and reached for her purse from on top of the bar.
    “You’re leaving?” I was confused. I didn’t want her to think she had to leave. Was she upset? It’s not like I asked this chick to sit down next to me, and I was happy to tell her to take a hike.
    “I have to work early tomorrow morning so I should really get home,” Olivia shrugged, throwing down some cash to pay for her drinks.
    “Okay, I’ll give you a ride home.” I started to get up but Olivia stopped me.
    “No, really, it’s totally fine. Don’t let me interrupt your night.” She made a subtle gesture toward the woman seated next to me and flashed me a knowing smile. “Thanks for including me today. I had a great time. See you soon.”
    Before I could insist on driving her home, Nate magically reappeared and offered to take her. I struggled to come up with something to say to change her mind, but they were already walking out the door.
    Discouraged, I slumped back in my seat. I felt like I was finally getting through to Olivia, but then she went and basically pushed me toward someone else. After that heated moment between us, I thought she might be at least a little bothered by it, but she didn’t seem to care at all. Now she was riding home with Nate.
    Fucking perfect.
    What the fuck was I doing, anyway? I knew that Olivia and I could never be more than friends and yet I kept pushing for… what? I had to get my head on straight. Nothing was going to happen with her. Nothing could happen with her.
    The girl next to me, on the other hand…
    Within twenty minutes, she was sitting so close that more of her was on me than was in her seat. She pushed her chest out, begging me to look, while her hand continued to inch further up my thigh. If we didn’t get out of here soon, I was pretty sure that she would end up rubbing my cock right here at the bar.
    “Wanna go back to my place?” she hummed, her fingers wandering closer and closer to my junk while her leg slid against mine.
    It should have been an easy answer, but I hesitated. She was attractive and would obviously be an easy fuck. I just couldn’t get into it.
    “It sure seems like you want to…” Her eyes shifted to the massive hard-on in my shorts.
    My dick was definitely into it. But was I?
    “I have a better idea.” I stood up, adjusted myself, and towed her into the narrow hallway where the restrooms were. Checking to see that the coast was clear, I opened the door and pulled her inside with me. “Why wait?”
    As soon as the door was closed and I clicked the lock into place, she was plastered against me, rubbing her willing body along the length of mine and plunging her tongue into my mouth. I let her kiss me for a few seconds before guiding her hand south. Taking the hint, she began stroking me through my shorts while I popped the button and lowered the zipper.
    She dropped to her knees, a pleased smile curling at her lips when I pulled out my cock and offered it to her. She took it greedily, wrapping her lips around it and drawing it into her mouth. I let my hands drop to her hair, guiding her mouth and plunging myself deeper and deeper.
    I closed my eyes and let my head fall back as she continued to suck, bringing me closer and closer to release. She moaned in pleasure, which I never understood because I wasn’t even touching her, but the vibrations of her mouth felt good so I didn’t give a shit. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I doubted that this was her first bathroom