Beer

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My knuckles gently tapped on the door, signalling my arrival. The door swung open after a minute or two, and there she was dressed in a yellow tight tank top and a pair of loose black dolphin shorts. It was a simple look, but that didn't stop the momentary captivation I had at how her outfit clung to her petite figure in all the right places – an attire that was a striking balance between casual and sexy and accentuated her grace and effortless confidence. You'd think I'd be used to it since it was my second time coming to her room. But I still felt my heart beating with anticipation and breathless like the first time.

I quickly shifted my focus to the bag of food and six-pack of alcohol that I bought on the way to her room. A half smile tugged my lips as I offered her the bag of goodies, hoping it would keep her from noticing the way my eyes lingered on her. Lisa's eyes crinkled as she grinned widely and welcomed me inside.

I was greeted with a wave of familiarity. The air was infused with a subtle scent of her favourite vanilla scent candle. The soft glow of her lamp caster a warm golden hue across the room. Her bed, bookshelf and desk were still in the same position when I last came there – near her window.

"You're on time," Lisa remarked, retrieving ice from her mini fridge.

I shrugged playfully and sat on her bed. "Well, you did emotionally blackmail me into coming. I had a feeling tardiness would lead to endless teasing from you."

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Lisa and I decided to forgo the movie night Lisa confessed that she had nothing specific in mind to watch and I wasn't much of a movie person. Luckily, Lisa had some board games to make up for our night together and we were engaged in an intense game of Sequence with the game spread on her bed, two solo cups of alcohol filled with alcohol and empty fast-food boxes. Lisa's laughter echoed in the room, a melodic backdrop to our intense Sequence game. With every move, my frustration grew, evident in the clenching of my fists and the furrowed brows. My eye twitched annoyed. "You have to be cheating."

She blinked and feigned innocence as she drank from her cup. "Whatever do you mean, Ollie?"

"You know what I mean, you little minx." I retorted, a playful smirk tugging at my lips, though my annoyance was genuine. I took the high road and forfeited the game, my pride taking a back seat for the night. "Just so you know, I'm being generous and letting you win for tonight."

"Or maybe forfeiting could be because you're just bad at the game and you don't want to embarrass yourself," she taunted. It was clear that she was messing with me. I could tell from the mischief glinting in her dark eyes.

I mockingly mouthed her words and rolled my eyes, earning a chuckle from her. As she leaned in to clear the remnants of our game, my gaze involuntarily wandered, tracing every contour of her face. From the gentle curve of her downcast eyes to the slight quirk of her lips, I couldn't help but be captivated. My gaze then trailed further down to her chest where her nipples were protruding from her top. I swallowed, hoping to quench the thirst in my throat and I slowly felt my pants getting tighter. I knew I shouldn't be entertaining those lustful thoughts, but I couldn't help myself, especially with her so close. Her scent enveloped me like a drug, invading my nostrils and clouding my mind.

When Lisa's eyes met mine, the air in the room changed. Her pupils were diluted with lust under her hooded eyes, mirroring my own unspoken longing and desire. The room seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of us in this moment of playful camaraderie. I could feel my sense of self-restraint slipping from my grasp with each passing second, we stared at each other.

Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in, capturing her lips into a hungry kiss and taking in her intoxicating taste. She moaned into the kiss, responding with the same passion and fervour. I pulled her closed until she was straddled against me with her legs wrapped around her waist. I brushed my tongue against her lips, cautiously testing the waters. Lisa obliged, opening her mouth wider and granting me access to explore her mouth.

The moment grew more intense, heating up between us. Our heads and lips moved in sync, tongues intertwining and dancing together. The room echoed with our moans and sighs as our bodies pressed, grinding against each other in a passionate rhythm. Her fingers tangled in my hair as one of her arms encircled my shoulder. I breathed against her neck, my right arm wrapped around her waist, while my left hand gripped her shoulder tightly, pulling her closer.

I pushed her back, her body sinking into her bed. I stripped off my t-shirt, discarding it carelessly on the floor and leaned placing sloppy kisses on her neck. Lisa tilted her head back against her pillow, granting me more access to explore her neck and collarbones. She let out a whining mewl, gripping my bare back so hard that I could feel her nails digging into my skin.

"Condoms?" I asked, groaning into her neck.

"In my nightstand."

Without loosening my grip on her, my lips trailing along her neck, I blindly reached for the top drawer of her nightstand. My fingers, expecting to find the familiar foil packet, instead brushed against something soft and fluffy.

Confused yet intrigued, I lifted my head, pulling out the mysterious object, my eyes widening at the sight of a pair of fluffy handcuffs dangling in my hands. The room, illuminated by a soft, dim glow, added an air of mystery to the unexpected discovery.

I turned to the woman beneath me, my eyebrow arching in playful curiosity. Her reaction was priceless – a mix of exasperation and embarrassment, her cheeks taking on a subtle pink hue. She rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of a smile tugging at her lips, giving away her amusement at my baffled expression.

“Should I ask?” I chuckled, raising the fluffy handcuffs with a quirked eyebrow.

“One of my girlfriends bought them for my birthday. Said that may need them to spice up my sex life,” she rolled her eyes, her tone a blend of amusement and mild annoyance.

I examined the cuffs closely, intrigued by their delicate allure. The pale pink fur felt like a soft cloud against my fingertips. They had a sturdy exterior while also having a luxurious faux fur lining, promising unparalleled comfort. Instead of metallic chains, delicate white pearls held the cuffs together, adding an elegant touch to their playful design.

“So, like… are you into kinky sex or something?” I asked, turning to her with eyes filled with curiosity and free from judgment. “Or is it just an amusing gift?”

She shrugged, sitting up straight. “I dunno. I’ve never tried or got the chance to.” She revealed, her tone tinged with curiosity and a hint of vulnerability. “Fifty Shades kinda ruined it for me, you know?”

“Hey,” I playfully scolded her. “A badly written Twilight fanfiction turned movie is not a good enough excuse especially when you haven’t given it a try. I thought you were better than this.” I chuckled, understanding her sentiment.

“Of course, you would say that you womanising asshole,” she pouted playfully slapping my chest, making me laugh. “Have you… have you tried kinky sex with the girls you slept with?” she asked slowly, her tone laced with curiosity.

“I have,” I answered. “But it's not exactly my scene. I can handle the handcuffs and a bit of playful spanking, sure. But I draw the line at whips, gagging and degrading. If that's your thing, great, but don't assume it's automatically on my menu.”

Lisa's laughter danced in the room before her expression became serious. Her eyes, suddenly burning with desire and her tone bold and seductive. "Then show me."