When bitter&sweet meet
°12•Make a claim

I didn’t intend to steal her panties, but once I saw them, I couldn’t help myself. She must have done it on purpose. I was hard as soon as I saw them, red lace, my favourite kind.

If that’s what she wears for work, I can’t wait to see what she wears for me tonight. It doesn’t matter anyway because they won’t be on her for long once I have my way with her. Just to think about it, my pants are tightening.

I’m starting to feel some fucking shit towards her that I haven’t felt in a long damn time. She must be a witch or something to make me fall for her so easily, and there’s no other explanation. I’m not ready to tell the word about us, but I’m not letting her go either.

Tonight will be hard for me to be so close to her and not be able to touch her with my sister close by.

I will have to restrain myself, but when I get her back to my place tonight, I’ll take her all night long as I please.

What did I just say? I’ve never brought a woman back to my place. I always do my business elsewhere. Guess for her. I’m willing to make an exception. She’s definitely a witch.

Here I am, sitting at the bar, whiskey in my hand, waiting for my girl and my sister.

“Levi, I just want to warn you Marcy is here.” I choke on my whiskey when Jerry warns me.

“Can you wait till I finish before saying shit like that?” I respond, coughing. “Thanks for the info, man,” I add.

Fuck, if she’s here, she’ll bug me all night.

One night way before I met Tory, Marcy was here with her boyfriend, and he slapped her across the face in front of everyone. I didn’t hesitate to punch him square in his jaw. I don’t like fuckers who hurt women. Later on, she thanked me by giving me a blow job in the men’s bathroom. Who was I to say no? Maybe I should have because, after that night, she hasn’t left me the fuck alone.

Ever since that night, I asked Jerry to warn me when she was here. Thank god I never slept with her.

“Hey, Levi.” I turn around to see who is calling me.

Great, I think I wouldn’t prefer Marcy.

“Stuart.” I only respond to that fucker.

“I haven’t seen you these past few days, which is good for me.” He smirks at me.

Who is he trying to impress?

I don’t have time to respond when someone else speaks to me.

“So there you are, Levi. Are you hiding for me?” Great, that, Marcy. My two favourite people, I think to myself sarcastically.

She doesn’t hesitate for a moment before she glues her body to me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask as I push her away from me.

“What do you say we go back to the bathroom, and I suck that beautiful cock of yours?” She whispers to me so Stuart can’t hear her.

I don’t have time to reject her when suddenly Tory is beside me. She looks at Marcy and then at me. I hope she doesn’t think what I think she thinks.

“Hey babe, do you want to join me for tonight?” Did she just use her nickname on me? I smile at her.

I don’t hesitate as I grab her wrist to bring her closer to me. I kiss the hell out of her to prove a point to Marcy. Fuck, did I kiss Tory in front of my sister? I look around after breaking the kiss.

“Don’t worry. They aren’t here yet.” She tells me as if she just read my mind.

“Jerry, why don’t you give the beautiful lady beside me a scotch and soda.” As I say this, Tory elbows me playfully. I smack her butt in return.

“But Levi, I thought I was your girl,” Marcy whines.

Shit, can’t she leave me alone already?

“What’s your name?” Tory asks her.

“Marcy.” She answers as she places her hands on her hips and pushes out her breasts.

She’s lucky I don’t hit women because she’s getting on my last nerve.

“Stuart, did you meet Marcy yet? Maybe you can use your charms on her tonight?” Tory turns to face Marcy again.

“You see this man?” She points at me.

“He. Is. Mine. So back off before I make you.” Tory has fire in her eyes as she warns Marcy.

It’s the first I’ve seen Tory like this. It’s fucking hot to see my woman claim me like that.

“Come, Levi, it’s time for us to leave.” She takes the drink Jerry made her before she grabs my hand and drags me away from the bar.

I’m not usually the kind to follow, but right now, I don’t give a fuck.

While she walks in front of me, I can see that she’s wearing tiny shorts, her legs exposed to me and what an ass.

Great, now I have a hard-on.

Is she trying to get back at me because I borrowed her panties this morning? The little minx, she’ll pay for this. Ok, I didn’t borrow them; I stole them.

I sit right beside her and don’t waste a moment as I place my hand on her thigh, caressing it lightly.

“What are you doing? What if your sister sees you?” She asks, shocked.

“You weren’t afraid earlier when you kissed me at the bar.”

“That was different.” She protests.

“Same here, babe,” I say as I put more pressure on her thigh, getting closer to her entrance, just enough to make her squeal.

“Something wrong, babe?” I ask sarcastically. She starts mumbling to herself, and I hear her call me a jerk for the hundredth time, making me smile a little. I love teasing her; It’s so easy.

“Two can play that game, babe,” I whisper in her ear as I feel her body shiver a little.

I look around and notice my sister and Charlie enter the bar. When Tory sees them, she leans towards me and whispers in my ear. “Too bad that your sister is already here because maybe, just maybe, I’m commando under my shorts, pretty boy.”

Oh, she’s definitely going to pay for that tonight, I think as I growl at her.