Chapter 27: Don't Bite Your Lip

Chapter 27: Don't Bite Your Lip
Chapter 27: Don't Bite Your Lip

Roy 

“It is not my job to disprove the sexiest man, we lived despite the male gaze.” I heard Alessia finished off her statement from what we had been talking about before.

I didn't mean to be a fool and stare at the girl but I did take a pause. She was absentmindedly twisting her shot glass around as she spoke and her shirt was too big for her petite frame so every once in a while, she would shrug one shoulder to fix it in place.

“What?” She asked when she noticed my staring. I cleared my throat and tried to be smooth. I think I am a little late for that.

“Nothing,” I tried to lean back in the booth with see but those chlorine eyes can be brutal for your attention.

“I just learned a thing or two, is all. You are talking about self worth and sex appeal being two different things and guys being stupid and getting the two confused and all, I think I focus a lot on koos and not enough on the other stuff. I don't want to be a prick but getting into a strictly physical relationship kind of pushes the obvious focus to be the physical, you know?” I sounded like a fucking idiot. I cringed at myself but she considered my words.

“I see your point.” She stated.

“And I see yours.” I countered. She had gotten in my head and she seemed to like that. I smirked at her obvious enjoyment and she smirked too.

“Weirdest dream you can remember.” I waved for her to start talking.

We had been going back and forth. I hadn't realized we were both leaning on our forearms across the table from one another until I realized how much closer our faces were. It is a natural pull here, she and I.  We were leaning in, getting closer.

“Okay, umm…wait. I have a lot of weird dreams. Okay, one time I dreamt that I was being stabbed with a bunch of poisonous needles that were slowly killing me and I was in my house but I don't remember who was trying to cause me harm. I just remembered being really freaked out knowing they were there and the needle hurt. They would burn when I was injected.” She paused.

“Later in the dream when I blew my nose, it felt like it was runny but when I looked, it was actually my brain falling out. I ended up being in front of some glowing water and it wouldn't let me touch it at first, like, it almost felt like it burned how the needles did but then it let me wash my hands and down my face and I guessed it healed me or something. Then, the emu.” She said, I snorted a laugh, not Vortex smoothly approved but the switch over made me genuinely laugh.

“Gosh, that is a horrible dream. What a sunny disposition dream, Alessia. But what is emu?” I gave her a  crooked grin.

“I don't think I can explain that dream in words. Does that happen to you? Like you can review a dream but just can't translate it into external words?” She asked me. The bartender was asking us if we wanted another drink but I didn't want too much.

“Yes, I do know what you mean. I have been self aware in dreams before but I can't even explain everything that is going on while I am simultaneously saying in the back of my mind, oh, this is a dream. Oh, I am not awake, this isn't real.” 

“Lucid dreaming.” She reminded me of the name of that phenomenon, stretching her arm across the table to place her hand on my forearm.

I looked down at the sudden contact, it was strange we had been sitting here for a long time but we hadn't been touching much. We had been talking genuinely, so when I felt the warmth of her hand on me, it reminded me just how much I wanted more contact with her. I took her hand in mine and ran my thumb over her small knuckle. Her gaze heated up when she too noticed our lack of contact thus far and our contact now and she squeezed my hand. I took a step further and brought her finger to my lips, I lingered there with my lips just barely feathering her flesh and her eyes stayed stone still against mine. She isn't an easy girl to read, but I could read this, desire. I could see it plain as say. I planted one soft kiss when she practically shuttered, that was Vortex smooth approval.

“You are biting your lip, darling. You know what that makes me want to do.” My voice was no longer playful, it was deeper and gritter.

Deliberately, she licked her pretty lips and I could feel my dick twitch in my pants.

“Licking isn't helping, Alessia.” I warned her now.

I suddenly felt something bump into my foot, it was her smaller one but it just kept moving up and she trailed the tip of her foot at the seam of my leg until she had her foot lodged beyond my solid thighs. One nudge encouraged me to widen my stance and then she was rubbing slowly and gently against my dick. Fuck, I was the one bitting my lip now and I glanced down to my lap to watch her woek her foot to tease me. Entice me, rubbing and rubbing. She trailed down my inner thigh again and paused. I gritted my teeth and waved my hand for the bartender to close the tab. I leaned forward over the table until her face was closer to mine and in her ear, my voice was thick.

“I want more than just your foot on my dick tonight.”

When the bartender mumbled something and motioned with his hand for us, I had to exhale from her taunting and stand up to pay the bill. Since there was a short lull while I was paying the tab and we were trying to cool down the sexual tension. I decided to ask her a question I had been thinking about.

“How did you find this place?”