I don’t have time to stand here messaging back and forth, but I don’t care, so I shoot another text back to her.
Landon: Sorry. Busy here. Can’t wait to see your sexy face walk through the doors and take a seat at the end of my bar. Don’t forget to flirt with the barman, I hear he’s a sure thing for a gorgeous blonde with big blue eyes as pretty as the ocean.
Poppy: Okay, you’re forgiven.
Poppy: PS. I didn’t know Adrian had a thing for blondes…
I let out a chuckle. I needed that laugh from her.
Landon: Watch yourself! I’m thinking about the punishment that will come later for that comment. Hmmm… maybe a spanking on that pretty ass of yours, naked on top of the bar tonight after closing?
Poppy: Ooohhh, I think I might have to stay up past my bedtime tonight with an offer like that.
Landon: It’s not an offer, it’s a promise. Got to go, see you soon. AND GET IN THE CAR OR ELSE!
Poppy: Wow, SHOUTY caps. Better do as I’m told.
“What can I get you, sir?” I ask the next guy in line in front of me, after sliding my phone back into my pocket. I needed that little minute of messaging with Poppy to pull me out of my shitty mood before she gets back here. I’m putting Tessa out of my mind, and I’ll worry about that tomorrow.
It’s the first night in ages that I’ve had Poppy in the bar to spend time with me and just have fun, and I plan on taking full advantage of it.
Time to let our hair down on a Saturday night for a change.
“As usual, another busy weekend in Lucinda’s. I don’t understand how you don’t get tired being on your feet like thatfor a job. It was insane in here tonight,” Autumn says as she lets out a little yawn and lays her head on Poppy’s shoulder. She’s not drunk, but as usual, she was the life of the party. But Poppy warned me that when that bubble bursts, Autumn is ready to fall asleep. It looks like we’ve reached that point.
The last of the staff have left, and Adrian and I are just finishing off our glasses of scotch we both poured after closing. Sitting at the bar with Autumn and Poppy has been the perfect end to a night that started out like shit.
Adrian takes the last mouthful from his drink and then looks at me, gives me a not-so-subtle wink. I think he’s guessed I might want to be alone here with Poppy before we drive home tonight. It will be a nice change not having to worry about the boys hearing us or walking in on us naked.
“Come on, party girl, I’m taking you home,” Adrian says, and Autumn lifts her head from Poppy’s shoulder to look at him.
“Tomyhome, and then you’re going to drive yourself toyourhome, alone. And no one is coming.” She glares at him but can’t hold the stare for long before she starts to giggle at her own joke.
“Uh-huh, so you say. Can you walk or do I need to carry you to the car?” Adrian is about to take his empty glass to the sink behind the bar to wash it.
“Leave it, man, I’ll do it with mine.” I lift my glass in the air to show him I still have a mouthful of scotch left. I’ve been purposefully taking my time sipping it so Poppy and I would be the last to go.
I have plans for Poppy, and they don’t include an audience.
“I so want to spank your hot ass like I threatened, because just watching you sitting at the bar tonight has me so turned on. Somany thoughts have been running through my head of how I want to have you.” I stand up off my bar stool and grab Poppy by the hips quickly, which brings out a little squeal from her as I lift her up and sit her on the bar.
“You don’t have to be quiet. Scream as loud as you like, we’re the only ones here now. The doors are locked, and I’ve turned off the security cameras inside the bar so no one can watch us.” I push her legs apart and step in between them, sliding off her high heels and letting them drop to the floor. Slowly running my hands up the insides of her bare legs, I lean in and start talking in her ear in my sultry husky voice she loves so much. “But maybe I should turn the cameras back on to record your little show you’re about to give me so I can replay it when I’m all alone in my office and have balls that are so full and aching just from thinking about you. I’ll start jerking off while I watch you perfectly naked, spread out like my own special feast onmybar, with my head between your legs and your hands on both your tits, massaging them. And every time I hit your clit with my tongue and curl my fingers inside your tight pussy to hit your G-spot, I’ll tell you to pinch your nipples, and when I’m ready, I want you tugging on them,hard. And I won’t let you stop, not until you’re screaming my name so fucking loud from the pain and pleasure of it.”
Poppy’s breath is rapid as I pull back, watching her chest heaving up and down. It brings a smile to my face that she’s losing control, just from my words. I slide my hands up that little bit further on her legs, and I can feel the edge of her lace panties with the tips of my fingers.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweetheart, to lie down along this bar while I strip you completely naked, and then you’ll let me do whatever I want to you. On this spot where all the random women flirt and try to throw themselves at me every night, handing me their phone numbers. And these same women willnever know that where they lean their elbows to get my attention is where your bare ass has been, with your come running all over the wood. Because I don’t intend to let you down until you’ve come multiple times tonight.” My fingers are teasing the sides of her panties, just dipping the slightest bit under the edge, making her moan at the thought that I’m about to touch her pussy, but then I don’t.
“Yes! I want that. Fuck, I so want that.” Poppy moans. “And then you can bend me over the bar, spank my ass, and fuck me from behind while I watch in that mirror.” She points behind her where the mirrors are on the wall behind the bottles of liquor.
“Oh, what makes you think you get a say in what I’m doing to you? This ismybar, remember? I’m in control,” I growl as I push two fingers inside her panties and swipe them up through her slit.
“Landon!” Poppy yells my name, but it’s not in pleasure, it’s panicked.
I stop instantly.
“Smoke, I smell it. Fire!” she screams at me as she shoves me back to give her room to jump down from the bar.
My eyes follow her, moving fast toward the hallway to the back door, and I spot it.
