She kisses me like she needs this as much as I do. As if maybe this is real and I’m hooking up with the pretty bartender while my boyfriends drink a few feet away. She tastes of something sweet and I sink into the kiss. I cup her breasts, but it’s not good enough, so I tug down her dress to get to bare skin. She’s so soft and the way she sighs against my mouth makes me crazy. So wrong. So right. God, I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.
