by Mandy Morgan
It was only noon, but places like Murphy’s opened earlier than most people realized. Cops could use a drink damn near twenty-four hours a day, in many cases.
It was as dim and smoky as always inside the hole-in-the-wall bar. I was happy to see that my luck might be improving, since the same guy was behind the bar, putting away glasses and looking mildly busy.
I sank down onto a stool and rapped the wooden counter to get his attention. He approached with a smile, but got serious pretty fast when he saw I was wearing a scowl.
“You remember me from last night?” I asked with a nod of my head back at the stand-up table I’d shared with Ashley.
“Sure, I remember you,” the bartender replied. “You were talking with Liz’s friend.”
“That’s exactly right. Any chance you can give me Liz’s number? I need to reach her friend. It’s important and I’m a good guy, alright?”
As I spoke, I laid my badge on the bar, and was grateful when he nodded. I didn’t want to push things any further than necessary, but I was getting that number, one way or the other.
The bartender pulled his phone out of his pocket, jabbed the screen for a few seconds, and then turned it around so I could see Liz’s contact info.
“Perfect, thanks for your help,” I said as I typed the number into my own phone. “I really appreciate it, man.”
Without waiting for a response, I turned and headed toward a booth at the back of Murphy’s, wanting as much quiet as I could get for the call I was about to make.
I took a deep breath to steady my nerves, and then I dialed Liz’s number, hoping I would reach her and not be sent to her voicemail inbox.
“Hello?” Ashley’s friend answered with obvious curiosity in her voice.
“Hi, Liz,” I said, using the most soothing and charming tone possible. “You don’t know me, but my name is Jason and I’m looking for a friend of yours.”
There was utter silence for several moments and I was starting to think I’d lost her. But then I heard her draw in a shaky breath and blow it out.
“I’ve heard about you,” Liz said hesitantly. “Why are you looking for Ashley? I figured you already got what you wanted from her last night.”
I felt anger shoot through me at that, but I knew I’d have to stay cool to get anywhere with Liz. “Oh, but that is definitely not the case. I’m far from done with Ashley…”
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It took some smooth talking, but I managed to convince Liz that I was playing for keeps when it came to Ashley. And she told me where I could find her.
I headed over to their on-campus apartment and knocked on the door. Ashley answered it wearing nothing but a towel and a shocked look.
“Jason! What are you doing here? Where’s Liz?”
Ashley clutched her towel tighter to her chest as she looked around, still not fully grasping what was going on, and instinctively trying to shield her curves.
“What did I tell you about hiding that body?”
I don’t mean for my words to come out as a growl, but they do, and I can’t stop myself from looking Ashley up and down, drinking her in like I’m a man dying of thirst.
“Jason, I’m not looking for a fling, and I don’t want us to be friends with benefits,” Ashley said and tried to shut the door.
I reach out and stop it from closing. “That’s not what I want either. I want us to be together tonight… and every other night from now on.”
I lean in and cradle Ashley’s face with my hands and press my lips to hers. There’s a buzz of desire between us that’s so strong, I swear I can hear it vibrating in the hallway of the apartment building.
Before I know it, Ashley is leading me into her living room and locking the door behind us. I watch in wonder as she drops her towel to the floor and smiles at me.
“That’s my girl,” I groan. “Now, why don’t you show me your bedroom? We’re going to need plenty of privacy for what I have in mind for us.”
Ashley reaches out and takes me by the hand, leading me down a short hallway. Once inside her locked room, she turns and launches herself into my arms.
“This is what I should have done when you came looking for me this morning,” she murmured as she pressed her body against mine.
I’m instantly as hard as a rock and if she wasn’t already naked, I would have torn her clothes off her to get to those juicy curves.
Ashley slides her hand down and rubs me through my pants, making me moan long and loud, and then she’s unzipping my fly and slipping her hand inside.
“Oh, honey,” I groan as she wraps her fingers around my cock. “I’m not going to make it to the bed if you keep that up.”
“That’s okay,” she whispers with a wicked smile that drives me wild. “I’ve got everything I want right here.”
And then she’s drifting to her knees in front of me, pulling my pants and boxers down to my ankles, and sticking her tongue out to lick the head of my dick.
Desire slams through me and my body jerks as Ashley licks her way up and down the entire length of my cock before slipping it into her mouth.
I call out her name and wrap my fingers in her hair as Ashley’s head begins to bob up and down. There’s no way I’m going to be able to hold myself back.
“I’m gonna come, honey,” I pant and feel Ashley moan around my shaft. That delicious vibration sends me over the edge and I find myself pumping my load into Ashley’s throat.
She stands up and kisses me before looking at me with that sweet but wicked smile again. “That was just my way of saying I’m glad you’re here.”
I laugh, kick off my pants and strip away my shirt, and then wrap Ashley up in my arms, pressing our naked bodies together so tightly, it’s hard to tell where my flesh ends and hers begins.
“I’m glad to be here too,” I murmur into her ear. “In fact, let me show you just how glad I am.”
With that, I scoop Ashley up into my arms and head for the bed, her delighted giggles trailing behind us, and the promise of a lifetime of pleasure unfolding before us.
Epilogue
Ashley
Murphy’s has never looked better, I thought to myself as Jason and I walked in. Liz has really outdone herself.
Gone is the usual dim and smoky atmosphere of the cop bar where I met my fiancé six months ago. We’re greeted by twinkle lights and sweet-smelling candles.
“Holy shit,” Jason muttered as he looked around. “I can’t believe this is the same bar.”
“Well, when I told Liz that you’d asked me to marry you, but we weren’t planning an engagement party, she wasn’t happy.”
Jason looked at me with a cocked eyebrow. “Still feeling as if she’s the reason we’re together, huh?”
I smiled and winked at the man I loved. “Oh, you know it, honey. She’s one hundred percent certain that if she hadn’t given you our address, we wouldn’t be a couple now.”
Jason laughed. “Hell, let her have her victory. She doesn’t need to know I would have scoured the planet looking for you. And she did make it all much easier, I’ll give her that.”
Just then, my best friend came hurrying up to us, wearing a big smile. “Alright, the happy couple is here! Now we can really get this party started.”
As she led Jason and I toward the bar to get our first drinks of the evening, I couldn’t help but think how different things would be if it weren’t for Liz.
It seems hard to believe that I’d been angry at her for bringing me to Murphy’s in the first place. Or that she’d given Jason our address without telling me.
I felt the strong arm of my fiancé loop around my waist and I snuggled up against Jason. I’d never felt more safe or loved than I did when I was with him.
Liz handed us both a Bud Light and the three of us lifted our bottles in a toast. I was trying to come up with the right words, but my friend beat me to the punch.
“To good friends, dive bars, and one-night stands that just don’t end,” Liz said with a grin.<
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“Amen,” said Jason as our bottles clinked together and he leaned in to kiss me. “And to playing for keeps…”
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Mandy Morgan is a professional phone sex operator and writer of steamy romances for women.
When she's not reading or writing about sexy Alpha males, she's probably on the phone or at the beach.
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