Free Sin for Love by Claudia Bradshaw Page B

Tequila-O!”
    Marcus’s head whipped around so fast that I thought he was going to break his neck, and Tessa burst out laughing.  I stepped up to the bar, and when Marcus saw me, I said, “Well you heard the lady.  Don’t just stand there with your mouth open. Give her what she wants.”
    When Marcus had recovered from Tessa’s outrageous demand, he grabbed a bottle of Patron from the shelf and walked over to us.
    Tessa caught his hand before he could pour the expensive tequila into the glass. “Um, do you have Jose?  I like my Tequila-O’s down and dirty.”
    Marcus smiled a big grin, put the Patron out of the way, and poured her the perfect double of Jose with salt on the rim and a lime on the side.  She took the shot like a champ and slipped the lime in her mouth while letting her eyes close and her head fall back, enjoying the shudder coursing through her body.  My cock stirred to life.  Fuck, she was beautiful.
    While Tessa was working on the second shot Marcus had poured for her, he grabbed me for a hug above the bar.  “Where the fuck you been, man?”
    “Out of town opening another shop up in the mountains.  I had to pull Myles in to help me with this one because I couldn’t give it all the attention it needed,” I said while tipping my head toward Tessa, who seemed oblivious to our conversation, lost in her third Tequila-O.
    Marcus nodded. “Looks like you’ve got your hands full there. Nice to see you, man.  Don’t be a stranger.” And with that, he was off to help the rest of the waiting customers piled up along the bar.
    “That was fun!  Did you see his face when I slammed my hand down on the bar?  Priceless!”  Tessa laughed, her smile made my cock stir to life.  Then she put her hand in my front pocket and gave it a little tug. “I want to dance.”
    She didn’t have to tell me twice. I took her hand and led her downstairs to the main dance floor, which was still covered in bodies.  Rob Zombie was playing and I could hear the moaning of a woman’s pleasure on the track.  Knowing that being on the outside wasn’t going to satisfy Tessa, I moved her in front of me so that I could keep a good hold on her hips while I pushed us into the middle of the crashing sea.  When we had been swallowed by the crowd, Tessa turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck, her entire body lining up to mine like they were made to fit together.
    This was where most of my past relationships had ended before they had really even started.  None of them made it much further past this point.  There was something about Tessa that made her different, that made me think I’d finally found what I had been looking for.  I closed my eyes and memorized the way her body felt against mine.
    We began moving to the music, and within minutes, a light sheen of sweat covered our bodies, our breathing had quickened, and our hearts were pounding.  Tessa turned around and shoved her amazing ass into my hips, pressing up against my hardening erection.  I wanted nothing more than to lift up her dress and claim her by pounding into her right here on the dance floor, not caring that we were surrounded by strangers.  Watching her dance on stage had taken my breath away. When she had ground down on my cock in the private room with me unable to touch her, it had been sweet torture.  But here, in this dark club, she was mine.  I didn’t have to play by the rules or watch from the shadows.
    My hands moved from her hips up her lean body to curl around her breasts, her nipples hard beneath the thin material of her dress.  Knowing what she needed, I kept my left hand just under her breast and moved my right one slowly down, traveling over her stomach.  When my hand was just below her navel, I pulled her hard against me to make sure she knew exactly what she did to me and continued to move my hand down lower.  Her head had fallen back against my shoulder and I could see that her eyes had closed.
    I put my lips to