Re: The Bar
The tiniest bit of her felt unsure and guilty about rubbing herself against the dark stranger like a cat in heat, worrying that the alcohol was affecting her judgement too much she considered backing away and looking for her master. Piper considered it before his teeth bit into her lobe and tugged in a way that turned her on so unexpectedly that she couldn't have peeled herself from him if she wanted. Gasping a whine and embarrassing herself fully with the desire building between her legs.
The brunette felt like a rag doll, all thoughts other than those of passion consumed by that fire and being whipped around to crash her lips to his. He was strong and she let herself sink into his grasp, leaning against his lean chest and letting him plunder her mouth with his wandering tongue as he liked. Piper was dizzy with the whirl of music and booze and lust.