Chapter Eight : Sophia

I count down the drawers behind the bar and get ready for a much-needed last call. This night cannot be over quick enough. I feel dead on my feet and ready to kick these shoes off.

The last dishwasher left so I’m all alone ready to close up the bar. I don’t mind being here by myself and find I can do the closing a lot faster when it’s just me left. No one is chatting up my ear while I count the twenties and make notes for Maria in the morning. I’m lucky I don’t have to do the bank drop and can lock this up in the safe and leave. I still carry pepper spray when I walk out to my car though. I’m not completely careless and we’d all been bugging our boss to fix the lights out back that seem darker than they did a month ago.

Maria had come into work to have a conversation with me about the altercation.

“I heard there was a young man who came out of the back to your defense.” She’d raised an eyebrow and I couldn’t tell if she knew or not. The way she was talking it felt like she knew exactly what I’d been up to. Surely, she didn’t have cameras set up in the back of the bar. That was a strange thought, my boss watching me get it on multiple times while I was at work.

I guessed if she asked me what the hell I was thinking, I could just say it was during my break.

“So, Price was unhappy when he was asked to leave?”

“He was, but I also think he was really drunk. That girl of his is something else.”

“Ah yes, I heard about your black eye. I’ve told you to let the men break those up.”

“I know, but they won’t break up girl fights because they’re afraid to hurt them.”

“Okay,” Maria said putting a finger on her chin. “Call the police then. I don’t want you getting involved in those kinds of things.”

“Okay, I won’t.”

I admire Maria so much. She’s ten years older than me. She owns this bar and a small restaurant she spends most of the day in. She’s not married but does have a twelve-year-old son. She owns her house and always dresses extremely nice. I know she would lend me money if I needed it, but I would never ask.

“Good, I’ll reach out to his agent and see if there’s a way to smooth it over. I understand and completely agree he was in the wrong, but his family gives a lot of money to this community. I won’t tolerate him talking to anyone like that though.”

She said things that were contradictory, but I don’t say anything. She’s the boss.

“Okay Sophia, I’ll see you soon.” She said and that was that. I breath out a sigh of relief after she’s gone she didn’t mention Thomas at all. I’m sure maybe she wanted to.

My feet are killing me as I walk out the employee exit of the bar. All I can think about is getting into my sweats and curling up under my blanket after I chow down on a cold piece of leftover pizza that’s been calling my name. I drag my ass to my car and my exhausted mind starts hallucinating as I picture Thomas leaning against my hood with a wicked smile on his face. Maybe I should take a nap in my car before I attempt to drive home.

As I move closer I realize that I’m not hallucinating and Thomas is leaning against my car looking like a fucking magazine model. His navy suit jacket parts showing his button-down shirt undone at the collar and alluding to the muscles underneath that my fingers itch to touch. His jeans ride low on his hips and I bit my lip trying to not think of the last time the denim fabric rubbed against my skirt clad bottom. I run my fingers through my hair in a pathetic attempt to fix what after an eight-hour shift cannot be fixed. I’m a mess and I hope he can accept that.

I look around us for cameramen or crazy reporters to jump out at me. He makes a clucking sound like he knows what I’m scanning our surroundings for.

“Don’t worry I had a look-alike come here and then leave, they are trailing the wrong Thomas Henry. They are easily fooled.” He walks towards me with his arms open and I sink right into them. He’s comforting and I swear I feel his lips kiss my head.

I lean back to look at him, “What are you doing here?” I ask dumbly.

Thomas reaches out to stabilize me and heat flare where his hands connect. My breath hitches and from the smile he sends me I know he heard it.

“I wanted to see you.” The meaning behind his words is obvious and I already know I’m not going to deny him. Not after the last time I let him have his way with me. I feel a little thrill move through me as I bring those memories up.

“Well you saw me,” I say trying to be nonchalant while I force myself not to jump up and down eagerly. He has a way of getting under my skin and I want him to stay there with me.

“It’s dark why don’t we talk in your car.” He suggests leading me over to my vehicle. It looks like a rusted bucket but she’s been good to me and I don’t want to give her up. Yes, I think of my car as a girl and even named her Pearl too for her original paint job color.

He lets go of my shoulders and I feel chilly from the sudden absence of his warmth. There’s something about him that burns inside of me, and I crave his touch.

“I didn’t expect you to be scared of the dark,” I joke as I get out my keys and unlock my car.

I hold Pearl’s door open letting him slide in.

“Will you protect me?” he asks as he slides his perfectly tailored jeans on my worn-out back seat.

“I don’t think I like you that much to protect you.”

He clutches his chest mocking me.

“Ouch Sophia, I didn’t know you had your claws sharpened since the last time I saw you.” He pats the seat beside him only moving over a little so I’ll be very close to him when I get in the car.

“You liked my claws just fine the last time I saw you if I remember correctly.” I slide into the seat beside him.

His hand draws tiny circles on my thigh and I clench them together to give them the friction they are begging for. In the tiny confines of my car, there is no denying the pure male scent he exudes. It’s more potent than coffee and I perk up instantly with him beside me.

“Well, I can’t argue with you there.”

“Besides I thought the man was supposed to be the protector, not the woman.”

“Are you questioning my manhood?” He chuckles and I shrug passive aggressively.

Before I can think of a clever comeback Thomas takes my hand and places it on his undeniable manhood that’s straining against his jeans. My nipples harden behind my bra as the heat in the car goes up a notch. I wouldn’t be surprised if the windows weren’t fogging up. I just refuse to stop looking at Thomas long enough to check.

Gently I squeeze down on his jean covered cock. He hisses out at the contact and I feel powerful. He has a way of intensifying all my emotions making things seem more intense. With Thomas, everything just feels more.

“I want you.” Thomas tugs on my hand and I move over so I’m straddling him.

I grind on him ready and willing to let him take me right there. My hands fumble with his zipper and he stops me. I look up at him confused. Both of us breathing heavily. I don’t want to pause, I want to throw caution to the wind.

“Why did you stop me?”

“Because I don’t want one of your coworkers to come out here while I’m pleasuring you.”

I blink and come back to reality. At that moment I forgot where I was and would have let him take me in front of the whole bar.

“Do you want to go back to the employee bathroom?” I don’t move off his lap enjoying the feel of his erection digging into me. Almost wishing he didn’t have the wherewithal to stop us. Obviously, he is the mature one tonight.

He sighs.

“I can’t wait that long.”

His hands move up to my breasts and he massages them. His fingers pinch the tips through the lace and I moan needing more. My nipples dig into his palms and I shift on his lap. It’s too much and yet not enough.

“We can go into the alley,” I suggest still shifting over his clothed dick ready to get off anyway I can. His nod is the only indication I need to take us out of there.

I rush around from the backseat and get into the driver’s side. My legs stick together from the arousal that’s leaked from my core. He gets in the passengers. Thankfully my car starts without giving me any trouble. Pearl could be persnickety when she wanted to be and I didn’t want my old car impeding my sex life tonight. With shaky hands, I drive the couple yards to the back alley away from the back of the bar.

I park and gaze out to the security cameras on the side of the building wondering if I should keep driving. The unknown eggs me on.

Thomas’ reaches over me and tilts my seat back as far as it can go. The seat jerks and I giggle as he reaches for me.

“I don’t know if we are out of the camera's view,” I tell him as his fingers inch into my waistband. I shiver as his hand dives further teasing my lips and slicking my juices up my center.

“I can’t wait any longer,” he admits as his teeth bite my earlobe. “Do you care if they can see us?” His fingers dance circles around my clit over the lace tapping the button and then pressing down the crease to tease my core spreading my desire.

A thrill runs through me and I’m not sure if it’s because of the possibility of being caught or that Thomas’s finger is running up and down my soaked panties. I have a feeling it is a combination of both and I’m as eager as he is.

“I don’t care. Let them be jealous.”

He leans up and smiles before his lips crash down on me. His tongue thrusts into my mouth the exact time he pushes a finger inside of me. All thoughts of the camera and anybody but Thomas fly out of my mind with the press of a second finger. I’d take him all if I could feel this with him again and again.

I kiss him back letting our tongues battle as he fingers me. I spread my legs as wide as the seat will let me giving him as much room as I can to let his fingers work their magic.

His thumb circles my swollen nub and I arch off the seat. Thomas uses his other hand to pull down my shirt and bra. Somewhere fabric tears and I don’t care. My breasts are in his mouth and I can’t control my hips from bucking off the seat helping him hit the spot that will push me over the edge.

“Oh yes more!” His fingers spear before curling upward, my eyes rolling back on the tidal wave of emotions.

“Come for me. You won’t get me fully until you do.”

I push harder into his hand letting his thumb work me into a frenzy. He bites my nipple and orgasmic bliss blasts through me.

“Shit,” I yell out as my fingers dig into his shoulder my nails likely leaving crescent marks on his skin.

Thomas takes his hand out of my waistband and licks his fingers. The sight of him tasting my release has me almost ready to come again. Wanting to taste him I push him back in his seat and unzip his pants. I want all of him as deep as he’ll go.

His dick is in my mouth before he has a chance to figure out what I’m doing. I let my cheeks hollow out sucking him and lick down his shaft.

“Yes, baby,” he groans as his fingers tangle in my hair.

I let my jaw relax trying to get as much of him in my mouth as I can. I use my hand to stimulate what won’t fit. Using my tongue, I press up and down his rock-hard shaft as I move. His fingers contract against my scalp when I lightly scrape my teeth over the head of his manhood.

“Gently baby.” He groans and I know he’s loving every minute of this.

When the tip hits the back of my throat I make a swallowing motion against it before pulling all the way out. His thighs are tight under me and the tension is palpable. I slide back down again and this time his hand grasps my hair and pulls me up not letting me continue.

He pulls me up smashes his lips to mine sharing the salt of his desire and the musk of mine. Our kiss is wild and full of need. My lips feel swollen and hot from going down on him.

“That felt too good. I had to stop you before I lost all control. I want to feel you around my dick.” He punctuates each word with hard kisses to my lips, my neck, my breasts and anywhere else he can reach.

He reclines his seat back and pulls me on top of him. I lean up and he removes my clothes ripping my underwear off. Thomas positions himself at my entrance and I impale myself on his massive erection making a happy sigh as he fills me completely.

He slides easily into me since it has already been primed by my mouth. We both stop when I’m fully seated on him letting the moment sink in looking into each other’s eyes.

“Ride me,” he orders as his hands splay across my hips forcing me to grind down on him.

I slide up and smother him with my breasts. He gets the hint and starts sucking on my nipples the way he knows drives me crazy. Thomas’ hands tighten on my hips as I start to grind on him.

I can feel him pulse inside of me and I know he is just as close as I am. His hands move me up and down needing his own release. I suck on his chest biting his nipples the way he has bitten mine. Turnabout is fair play, I say.

His thrusts become more frenzied. Our mouths and hands are everywhere licking, sucking, biting, and clawing. Trying to get even closer than we already are. Thomas moves a finger between us to add more pressure to my core.

I grind down on his hand and cock letting the sensation build until it’s unbearable. I’m so tightly wound I could shoot off into the sky at this rate.

“Let go,” he grunts and pushes into me faster.

My eyes close and my fingers curl into him as waves of intense pleasure pour over every nerve ending. Every muscle is tense as I cope with the massive amount of pleasure. I can feel my walls convulse around him.

I force myself to open my eyes as Thomas brutally pounds into me so he can ride the same wave I’m on. His eyes lock on mine as his jaw clenches and I know he’s coming. I can feel his dick expand before he lets go. My head hits the roof of the car as I lean back and he bucks into me.

With limp limbs, I ride him hard prolonging the orgasm still rocketing through me and wanting to wring out all the pleasure I can give to him.

I’m in awe at the raw emotion on his face when I feel his cock jump inside me spilling his release inside. His fingers are bruising my hips because he’s holding on so hard but I don’t care the pleasure out ways it all.

I collapse on top of him both of us trying to catch our breaths. His hand strokes my spine and my body shivers with aftershocks as my breathing starts to slow. There’s a chill in the car but he warms me and I feel safe.