Hope's Chance(13)


“Thanks for saving me tonight. Sorry if I ruined your night. I didn’t mean to be a cock block or anything.”

He smiled before taking a long drink of beer. I watched as his lips made contact with the bottle. When he pulled it away he licked his lips. I started licking mine, and I hadn’t realized until he started talking again. “Did you hear me?” He asked.

“No, sorry. What did you say?”

“So, I can only assume that you aren’t twenty one yet. It’s cool. I snuck into a lot of bars when I was at college. I’m not judging you. It just sucks your dad was in the same bar tonight.”

“Yeah, I’m not legal yet. It sucks. Tonight was my friend’s idea. She even forced me to wear this dress. Look at me….I look so stupid.” I stood and pointed to the dress.

He took another long sip of beer and held the bottle on his lips. His eyes were burning a hole on my dress. “You don’t look stupid. It’s quite the opposite actually.”

I started to blush and sat down quickly. “Thanks. So, um, why don’t you have a girlfriend, or do you?”

“I did. Things didn’t work out.” He said as he grabbed the remote.

I looked at the large pile of clothes. “Can I borrow something to change in to? This dress is really uncomfortable.”

Chance gave me one more once over, before looking through the pile. He handed me a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. They smelled good, and I wondered if he did his own laundry. “Thanks.”

“The bathroom is right down the hall if you want to change in there.” He said.

I headed in that direction. I have no idea why I did it, but I looked behind me and caught him checking me out. I couldn’t control what came out of my mouth next. “Do you like what you see?”




Chance



I just wanted tonight to be a new start. I didn’t intend on making friends, or especially bringing someone home with me. This was my boss’s daughter, and although it was wrong in so many ways, I couldn’t help but stare at her perfect ass as she walked in the direction of my bathroom.

I was shocked when she had caught me, but instead of getting mad, she smiled and kept walking. It had been so long since I touched someone. Part of me was afraid what would happen if I did. I had managed to keep myself out of trouble since I moved here, but this was torture.

This girl was stacked like someone in Maxim magazine. To make matters worse, she seemed to want to be around me. If she only knew the truth. I had to tell her. She had to know that being around me was a dangerous mistake and all I could do was bring her pain.

When she came out of the bathroom, I gasped. I had already ran and got another beer, but not even the beer could hide my reaction. She looked so sexy in my clothes. I wanted to close my eyes and beg her to leave, but I couldn’t do it.

She sat back down on the couch and stretched her tanned legs out on the table, rubbing them with her hands. “Thanks again for the clothes, and the beer.”

“Sure.”

“I feel so good right now. I usually don’t drink this much. In fact, that last time I got drunk I was sick all night and swore I would never drink again.” She confessed.

“It happens. I’ve had a bunch of those nights, but for some reason it always calls me back.”

“Can I smell you?” She asked.

Okay that was weird. “Come again?”

“Well, your clothes smell so good. I am just wondering what they smell like on you?” She asked.

I knew my clothes I was wearing came out of a box, but I had on cologne, so they didn’t stink. “It’s kind of a weird request though. I don’t think you should be getting that close to me tonight. We both have had a lot to drink.” I knew I hadn’t drank that much. I could feel a slight buzz, but I didn’t want her to know that. I needed to keep her away from me. I couldn’t let her get involved with someone like me. I couldn’t let myself have a relationship. It would never work.

She shocked me when she sat her beer down and climbed over to the large chair I sat in. Her face came so close to my neck that I could feel her breathing. When she spoke I got chills all over my body. “I knew you would smell even better than your clothes.”

I went to push her away, but she lost her balance and fell into my lap. Her giggles filled the room. Before I could react she sat up and placed her forehead against mine. “Am I pretty?”

If she only knew how pretty she was. I closed my eyes, refusing to look her in the eye. “Yes. You. Are.”

Her lips brushed against mine slowly and then I felt her warm tongue stroking my bottom lip. I wanted to resist it, to push her away and lock myself in my room, but it felt so good. My mind told me this couldn’t happen, but my body wouldn’t let me make that decision.

I wrapped my hands around her small waist and pulled her into my kiss. By the time my tongue brushed against hers, she had put her hands up my shirt and was running them over my chest. She pulled away and licked her lips. “Take off your shirt. I want to touch you.”

“We shouldn’t do this.” I suggested while I held the edge of my shirt.

She took my hand and pulled it away from the shirt. “Yes we should. Unless you don’t want to?” She asked as she backed away from my mouth.

We stared at each other for a minute. Her lips were already puffy from our kisses and her eyes were burning with desire. She bit down on her lip. “Don’t you want me Chance?”

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