Rudy walked out of the back office, it was a half hour after closing time, he usually never was around this late but Cara knew he probably only hung around because she was working the bar by herself that evening. She glanced up at him from drying some of the clean glasses and smiled. Rudy was in his early fifties, and the years had not been kind to him. He had lost most of his hair and what had been left was completely gray. Owning a bar had run its course and landed along his midsection, blessing him with a hefty beer belly. Still, he was the gentlest of giants, as far as Cara was concerned.
“Almost done for the night Rudy, you can go.” She said, hoping she reassured him.
“And leave you by yourself? My conscience would be the death of me. Usually your boyfriend is here to see you home.” He grumbled.
Cara smiled. Apparently Jake’s affections even had hit the back office. “He’ll be here any minute”
Rudy mumbled something inaudible before sighing. “That Jake, fellow, he’s a good guy. I always liked him.” He cocked his head as if he was questioning his thoughts. “Granted he was the cause of some of the greatest fights this bar has seen. He always looked out for you.”
Cara smiled, she couldn’t argue that. She wondered where Rudy was going with his little speech. “He definitely is a good guy, one of the best.” She asserted.
Another grunt sounded from Rudy. Maybe that was just how he breathed. “Anyway, I’m glad he took his head out of his ass. You’re hardworking gal. You deserve some happiness.”
Cara’s eyes widened, but she composed herself and tucked the compliment away. “Thank you Rudy. It means a lot.”
Rudy nodded and grabbed his cigar. It dangled from his lips as he shoved his newsboy hat on top of his bald head. “You sure he’s coming?” He mumbled with the cigar in his mouth.
“Positive. Go home, I’ll make sure everything is locked up.”
“You always do.” He muttered as he saw himself towards the front door. Cara watched the door close behind him. She finished placing the clean glasses in their rightful spot before she checked the shelves behind her. The liquor bottles were lined perfectly. She gave the room a quick glance, straightening some chairs as she walked towards the light switches.
The door opened again and she didn’t have to turn around to know who had walked through it. She smiled instantly, as she dimmed the lights. She turned and bumped into Jake’s hard chest. A laugh escaped her lips as her eyes peered up at him. He grabbed her face with his hands and pressed his mouth firmly onto hers. Quickly, she adjusted, and wrapped her arms around his neck as he hoisted her up. Her legs swung around his waist, as his hands cupped her ass. He carried her to the pool table and set her down gently on top of the felt. He pulled his mouth away from hers.
“That’s one way to say hello.” She panted as he shrugged his jacket off his shoulders and threw it on the table behind her. A devilish grin spread across his face as he pushed her legs apart and he stepped between them.
“The best way if you ask me.” He said as he wiggled his eyebrows, his trademark gesture, that undid her every single time. “Are we alone?” He said as his fingers worked the tiny buttons on the front of her shirt.
“Yes.” She said excitement evident in her voice. She looped her fingers through the belt loops of his jeans and tugged him closer to her.
“Good, I’ve been dreaming of doing this to you, since I left here. I almost tattooed your name to the guys back piece I was doing because I couldn’t get you out of my head.” He said before his lips crashed onto hers.
Between kisses, Jake managed to slide her shirt off. He cupped her breasts in his palms as his tongue lavished her mouth. His fingertips toyed with the strap of her bra as hers undid the top button of his jeans. Her hand cupped his erection through the denim and she heard him suck in a breath before his mouth found one of her nipples through the lace that shielded her breasts. His hands traveled down to her thighs and he began to hike her shirt higher, inch by inch until it pooled around her waist. He tore his mouth from her breast and grinned at her.
“Thanks for wearing a skirt.” He smirked and she cocked her head as she slid the zipper of his jeans down.
“You’re welcome. Now shut up and fuck me.” She tried to hide the grin on her face by chewing on her lip. Her eyes gave up her laughter and he grinned at her. “Please?” She offered and they both laughed, before their lips met.
As their tongues danced and their lips fused together, both sets of hands worked on pushing down Jake’s pants and boxers, satisfied when they finally were hanging past his knees. He reached between her legs and slipped his fingers under the scrap of fabric that covered her aching mound. He pushed one finger between her folds and she instantly arched against his hand.
“Damn it Jake, stop teasing me.” She said as his finger pushed in and out of her. She wanted that hard length she eyed inside of her not his fingers. He pressed his lips to her neck and spoke against her skin.
“Tell me what you want.” He said and let his tongue travel the base of her neck.