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"Let's get some more drinks."
"Sure." He said.
"Can you please give me what you made for me last time?" Sure, coming right away." "What can I get you, Sir?" Said the bartender.
"It's your first time drinking?"
"Is it really that obvious?" I asked and he just grinned.
"Yea, you seem to have no idea of what you were drinking the first time. He turned to face the bartender. Bring me a bottle of Russo-Baltique and for the lady a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande." The bartender's mouth dropped.
"Please give me 5 minutes, Sir. I will have to call my manager to bring the key."
"Sure, bring us glasses. I will need some ice with my drink." The poor man was trembling. I'm not sure why. We walked over to our seats. Our drinks arrived. What I was drinking was incredible.
"My name is Bucky. What's your name?"
"Gabriella"
"Gabriella is a beautiful name, I like it. What do you do?"
"I'm a student, and next year will be my last year. So, how about you?" He was surprised by my enquiry, but then he grinned.
"I run my own business. How old are you?"
"21." Just then, Alex and Chloe arrived to say they're last farewells. When Alex looked at our table, I saw his mouth drop.
"You seem to enjoy yourself. We'll check in with you tomorrow. We're on our way home"Alex said. "Please take care of her," he mumbled as he started at Bucky.
"Get laid toady," Chloe remarked, but Alex carried her bridal style since she was so inebriated.
"I am so sorry. Please don't mind...." He wouldn't let me finish. His lips brushed up to mine.
My very first kiss. How am I supposed to kiss again? Is it okay for me to open my mouth? But then I opened my mouth, granting him more access to my mouth. This man was gnawing my lips. I couldn't breath. He took a step back and glaced at me.
Maybe I didn't know how to kiss, or maybe I let him down, but he gripped my waist and murmured, "first kiss, huh?" His words sent chills down my spine, but then I nodded and walked away, humiliated.
"Where are you going?" With a strong, commanding voice, he inquired.
"I just want to go sit down."
"No, follow me. Let me show you a good time."
He took my hand in his and brought me downstairs. He made a call, and a G-wagon came to a full halt. When we walked inside, he directed the driver to his suite. All the way to the hotel, we kissed. He carried me from the hotel lobby to the top level in bridal style. The suite was enormous. He sat me down on the sofa and removed my dress. I wanted to touch his body because of his massive tattoos, but I was terrified. I slid my hands gently over his muscular chest. I was drenched. He then removed his jeans. He was just wearing boxers, whilst I was wearing a bra and thong. As we walked to the bedroom, he held my hand. I was standing at the doorway, staring at him. He could tell how terrified I was, nevertheless he drew me closer, claiming my lips and demanding access. I granted him the necessary access. He inserted his tongue into my mouth. I yanked on the back of his neck. He signed and pushed me into a deeper kiss.
He yanked off my bra, then my thong, and then he wandered up and down to my dripping wet pussy and clit. My fluids were gleaming all over his fingers, which he'd been stroking me with. I was confused by what was pouring out of my pussy, but when I watched him suck his finger, I was bewildered even more. Then he began to clean me with his tongue.
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