He left

Alex joined us but he was pretty quiet. I could tell he wasn't keen on Jake, he didn't really try to hide it. I think Jake saw it as a challenge because he seemed to be more openly flirty with me since Alex got here. Laura had wandered off, as she does.

I couldn't help but notice how much attention Jake received from other women in the bar.

He seemed to revel in it, smiling, laughing, even teasing others light-heartedly. His easy charm drew people towards him like moths to a flame. Even though I knew he was just being playful, there was something about it that made my stomach twist into knots. Maybe I was jealous? But then again, why should I be? After all, we were only friends and we always had been. Right?

Alex finished his drink, "I need to head off now, do you want a ride home?" He asked, looking down at his phone, checking the time.

"No, thanks," I said, "It's fine, I can get a taxi."

Jake piped up, "We can share a taxi" placing a hand on my shoulder. His touch felt heavy and possessive, making my heart beat faster.

Alex nodded, "Alright. Well, see you later, Lily. And take care, yeah?" His tone seemed like mild annoyance, leaving me feeling guilty and confused.

"You could stay a little longer" I began but he quickly cut me off, "Don't worry, sweetheart, I know when to leave. Besides, I've got work tomorrow."

I felt an emptiness, I hadn't expected him to come in the first place but leaving so soon felt somehow worse. I turned and looked at Jake, my face betraying my emotion.

There must have been some sort of understanding between us, because without saying anything, he pulled me closer, resting his arm around my shoulders, drawing me in. My heart pounded harder, partly from anxiety, partly from excitement.

I felt safe in his arms, breathing in his scent. As if reading my thoughts, he whispered softly, "Everything will be okay, Lily. Trust me."

My heart swelled, overwhelmed by gratitude mixed with desire. I leaned into him, closing my eyes, wishing I could hold onto this moment forever.

Then I felt anger, at Alex, at always being second to his work. I looked up at Jake, wanting in my eyes. Without hesitation, he leaned down and kissed me gently, tenderly, yet passionately. Our tongues danced and wrestled, exploring each other’s mouths.

My hands roamed underneath his shirt, finally resting on his strong, broad back. Each movement, each touch ignited new waves of arousal within me. As our bodies moved against each other, I became lost in the pure sensuality of the moment.

Jake grabbed me by the waist, pulling me closer still. Our hips grinded together, creating a rhythm unique unto ourselves. This kind of intimate connection sent shivers through my entire body, setting my skin ablaze with pleasure. In this instant, I realized how easily our boundaries could slip away, consumed by lust.

Suddenly, reality came crashing back. Remembering where we were, who might find out - it was terrifying. But also thrilling.

Jake broke the kiss, stepping back slightly, breathing heavily. There was an intensity in his gaze that revealed the magnitude of the moment shared between us.

"Someone might see us" I whispered nervously, breaking eye contact briefly. He chuckled softly before returning his stare upon me, a sparkling determination burning fiercely within his eyes.

"Come with me" his voice was low and urgent, almost compelling. Despite knowing this would only lead to trouble, something deep inside me yearned for this reckless abandonment.

I agreed silently, allowing myself to fall deeper into the unknown territory with him.

He led me to the bathrooms, I felt my heart skip a beat. I trusted him to take the lead he led me confidently to the end stall, locking the door behind us. His touch had turned demanding, hungry – something primal surged within him, mirrored by my own desires.

He sat me down in front of him, on the toilet seat, then started undoing his belt buckle. I stared up at him, frozen in anticipation. After what seemed like an eternity, he pulled out his erection, gripping it firmly in his hand. It throbbed beneath his touch, pulsing with an insistent rhythm.

He stroked it a few times in front of my face. It was so big, bigger than any I'd seen before. My eyes followed its length, as it throbbed menacingly, demanding my attention. In those moments, we stood silent, caught in a magnetic pull towards each other. With trembling fingers, I tentatively wrapped my hand around him, feeling the warmth of his skin. It was both foreign and familiar at once; my curiosity piqued and my apprehensions eased slightly.

He cupped my cheek, before gently grasping the back of my head and guiding my lips toward his big cock. The tip brushed against my lower lip, sending a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I could feel my heart racing, my breath quickening. Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth wider, taking him inside. His cock filled my mouth, stretching my jaw. He pushed in deep, slow thrusts.

It caused me to gag slightly, eliciting a groan from Jake. Encouraged, I continued to work my tongue around his shaft and along the underside of his thick cock.

I took pride in my abilities to please him, determined not to let him down. Each time he thrust deeper, I moaned softly in response, savouring the feeling of having him entirely in my mouth.

The walls shook violently around us, the sound of the music outside echoing eerily through the bathroom. Despite the chaos surrounding us, Jake's focus remained solely on me. His hands held my head tightly, anchoring me to him. His eyes locked with mine, conveying unspoken promises and demands. The depth of his gaze left me breathless, dizzy with desire. I responded by wrapping my lips tighter around him, slowly beginning to bob my head.

Despite my enthusiasm, my lack of experience showed. I struggled with his size. It was overwhelming, but my eagerness drove me forward. I continued bobbing my head, sucking and licking as best I could, trying to accommodate his impressive manhood.

We heard the bathroom door open and I froze instantly, fearing someone might walk in on us. Jake noticed too and swiftly stopped moving, giving me a warning look to keep silent. Reluctantly, I slowed my movements.

After a few minutes, the door went again signalling that they had left. Slowly, I increased my movements again, picking up where I had left off, driven by my growing hunger.

"I need you inside of me" I breathed, my words barely a whisper.

"If you do well today, you'll get chance." He whispered back, he grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth harder with his big cock. He was hard, and aggressive. I wanted him to stop at times, but his touch was powerful, intense. His pace was steady and relentless. My throat ached, my neck burned with pain.

Yet I wanted more. Desperately. The way he was using added another level of stimulation, pushing me beyond my limits. My hand found its way into my underwear, seeking relief from the building pressure. I massaged my clit roughly, my breath becoming ragged and ****. The room spun wildly around me, the sounds of the bar mixing with my own gasps.

He picked up the pace of his thrusts, driving his cock deep into my throat, causing tears to form at the corners of my eyes. I welcomed the pain, the discomfort a testament to the extremes I was willing to go to satisfy him. Desire coursed through my veins like fire, consuming everything in its path.

As Jake continued fucking my throat, I reached a crescendo of ecstasy, my vision spinning wildly with no sense of control. Unable to contain the turmoil anymore, I climaxed. Moans escaped my lips involuntarily as wave after wave of orgasm engulfed me. I felt weak, yet incredibly empowered.

Jake growled loudly, hitting a peak of his own. As he released himself into my throat, the **** nearly choked me. He came so much that my mouth overflowed, dripping down my chin. The taste on my tongue was intense, salty and bitter all at once. The scent of it lingering in the air surrounded us.

The sound of footsteps approached the door, signaling another patron entering the restroom. Panicked, Jake hastily removed his spent erection from my mouth. Before I could say anything, he placed two fingers in my mouth, instructing me to remove the taste. I obliged, cleaning his seed as thoroughly as possible.

When finished, we stared at each other in silence. The moment was heavy with emotion. We were both acutely aware of what had transpired, our lives irrevocably changed by these fleeting moments.

Jake reached out, placing his hand lightly on my shoulder, offering reassurance. "You're an amazing woman," he whispered. His touch warmed my heart, making me feel cherished despite the risk we had taken. I smiled weakly, acknowledging his compliment.

"Thank you, Jake," I replied, my voice cracking with emotion.

"But we should probably return to the others now," I suggested, already dreading the inevitable confrontation when we returned to the bar.

Gathering my composure, I walked out of the stall first, Jake closely following suit.