Emma leaned against the bar, her pulse quickening as she spotted Liam across the room. She was already horny, her pussy wet and dripping beneath her skirt, and tonight she wasn't in the mood for games. She sauntered over with a smirk, sliding onto the stool beside him. "You look like trouble," she said, her voice low and teasing. "But the fun kind. Buy a girl a drink, or are you all looks and no follow-through?"
Liam chuckled, turning to face her fully. "Trouble's my middle name, but I usually let the lady lead. What's your poison?" Their banter sparked instantly—witty jabs about bad pick-up lines and worse exes—building a heat that had Emma shifting closer. She leaned in, whispering, "Follow me if you want to skip the small talk." Without waiting, she grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom, her confidence radiating.
The door clicked shut, and Emma pushed him against the wall. "On your knees? No, that's my line tonight." She dropped down instead, freeing his already hard cock with deft fingers. "Impressive," she quipped, stroking it. "Let's see if it lives up to the hype." She took him into her mouth for a blowjob, sucking with deliberate rhythm while he groaned and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer.
"God, you're good at that," Liam panted, his grip tightening. Emma pulled back just enough to reply, "Flattery will get you everywhere—now shut up and enjoy." She worked him harder, her tongue swirling, until he came with a shudder, cum dripping down her chin as she swallowed what she could with a satisfied grin.
They barely made it to her apartment before tumbling into bed, clothes discarded in a rush. Emma straddled him first, guiding his hard cock into her wet pussy. "My pace," she commanded with a wink, riding him as he thrust up to meet her. Sweat beaded on their skin, their bodies slapping together in a frenzy of panting and moans.
"You feel incredible," Liam gasped, flipping her onto her back to fuck her pussy hard, driving deep while she dug her nails into his shoulders, directing every angle with sharp commands. "Faster—yes, right there." Their mutual hunger peaked in a shared climax, leaving them sweaty and spent, yet Emma's eyes gleamed with unfinished business.
"Round two's on me tomorrow—if you can keep up."
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