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.“I think I can handle that, but you do me first.Deal?”“Fine.” She supposed he didn’t trust her to live up to her half of the bargain.That’s okay.She’d show him that she was damned good at that particular act.Jeremy nodded.His hands on his belt buckle, he managed to lock the front door and be back to her with his pants open and unzipped before she could swallow the second sip of her drink.He looked like a tasty tidbit.Besides, she’d never blown a cowboy before.It could be fun.She jumped down behind the bar and reached for the elastic of his underwear.Ansley was just leaning toward the impressive length when his cell phone started to ring.She glanced up to see his dark eyes watching her.“Do you want to get that?”“Hell no.”Smiling, she slipped him between her lips and drew him all the way in.He reached back and grabbed onto the liquor rack behind him.She glanced up again and saw his eyes closed, an expression of extreme pleasure on his face.With just a few touches, she’d done that to him.As the thrill surged through her, she stroked him harder with both hand and mouth.She tasted pre-come.“Warning you.Not going to last.” He panted above her.Ansley smiled.Good.Then it would be her turn.She doubled her efforts and added a hand on his balls.As his breathing grew faster and louder, she felt the first burst of hot come hit her throat.He shuddered and pulsed inside her mouth.When she’d felt the final spasm, she pulled back, certain she’d given this man the best blow job of his life.She didn’t have much time to gloat about that as he circled her waist with his oversized hands and hoisted her onto the bar as if she weighed nothing.He pushed her skirt up past her hips, spread her thighs wide and groaned, his gaze trained on her bare pubic area.“Oh my God.”“I guess you like what you see?” Ansley smirked.Oh yeah, the discomfort of the laser hair removal had been totally worth it.“Let me show you exactly how much.” Jeremy’s eyes looked unfocused as he glanced at her face.He yanked her hips to the edge of the wide bar top.“You better lay back.You won’t be able to stay upright for long once I get a hold of you.”“You’re pretty confident, huh?” She certainly hoped he lived up to the hype.Most guys were all big talk.He shrugged.“Judge for yourself.”The moment he pulled her clit between his lips and scraped his teeth roughly over the sensitive flesh, she could tell this man knew his way around a woman’s body.He pulled back and she felt cool air soothe the throbbing nerve endings as he blew gently.Then the heat of his mouth was back, sucking hard, working her toward the conclusion she so desperately craved.He slid a finger inside her, followed by another, and then a third, stroking inside, fucking her with his hand while his mouth worked her relentlessly.Her hips lifted off the bar, angling to press harder against the pressure he created at her core.His mouth pulled away but his fingers kept moving.“I wanna fuck you.”She lifted her head just enough to say, “No.Keep going.”He laughed.“It would be very good.I promise.”“This is already very good.Use your mouth again.”Jeremy’s deep chuckle rumbled against her clit as he did as she asked but his fingers were soon replaced by something large, cold and unyielding.“What are you doing?” Surprised, she sat up again and frowned down at him.He grinned and glanced down at the full wine bottle he’d slid inside her.“Using what’s at my disposal since you won’t let me use what I really want to.The way your puss was biting down on my fingers, you needed something big in there, darlin’.” He plunged the neck of the bottle deeper inside her with one hand, while pushing her back onto the bar with the other.“Now be quiet and concentrate.”Jeremy went back to working her with his mouth, all the while fucking her with the bottle.The glass warmed from her body.No longer cold, it didn’t feel so foreign inside her.She’d done this herself at home in times of desperation when her own fingers didn’t do it for her.She just hadn’t expected him to do it.And of course, she’d pleasured herself with a hundred dollar a bottle vintage, not some cheap house red.Then again she’d wanted to do it in a bar, and on top of a bar, and this added nicely to the whole experience.She lifted her hips slightly and he angled the bottle to match so it hit her just right for maximum pleasure.Her breath matched the rhythm he set.Or maybe it was the other way around.The faster she breathed the more the speed of her improvised glass dildo increased until she was panting out cries of mixed pleasure and frustration.She was so close and wanted to come so badly.Why couldn’t she?“Put something in my ass.” She’d been so focused on anal play lately, both by herself and with boys, she must need it now just to come.He felt blindly, slapping at the bar until he found what he wanted.Turning her head, Ansley watched him stick his hand into the maraschino cherries in the fruit tray on the bar top.His fingers, slick with sticky juice, slid easily inside her ass.Eyes squeezed closed, she flung her head backward and pressed against his fingers, sending them deeper.He raised his head.“Good?”She nodded.“God yes.”His fingers were replaced with the warm softness of an entire cherry, which he pushed just inside her.The fruit was firm enough that it held her hole open, but soft enough that it gave when her muscles bore down on it.That was all it took.The orgasm shattered within her, sending her hips bucking
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