A Gift from the Goddess by Dawn Rosewood novel Chapter 109

“Do you want to get out of here?” I whispered intimately into his ear.

The question was followed closely behind by my hand moving down his leg as he sat next to me, leaving no room for doubt in his mind over my intentions. There was only one conclusion to be made by my question

This was all it would take, I knew. A suggestion, a warm touch, a small smile from a pretty girl. Enough to convince them to come with me. And convince them I did as he eagerly stood up at my proposal.

“Where did you have in mind?” he asked as he helped me to my feet. 

He moved in close, wrapping an arm around my waist, and tried to lean in for a kiss but I instantly moved back to pause him.

“No, not here,” I said, my eyes darting around at the crowded bar. “But I think there is somewhere we can go out back.”

He didn’t hesitate for even a second and immediately grabbed my hand, allowing me to lead him through the backdoor to the alleyway behind the establishment. An alleyway where many less than honest activities took place. The kind of spot a girl would not want to find herself alone on a night out, as was consistent with this side of town.

But it was due to that very reputation that I was here now today. Some might say that I was accustomed to the danger.

“This is far enough,” I said as I pulled him to the side, placing his hands on my waist.

“…Here?” he asked confused, looking at our dirty surroundings. 

“You don’t want to… I don’t know, find a motel or something?”

But I simply pressed my body up against his and nibbled on his ear sensually, wrapping my arm around his neck.

“I like the excitement of possibly being caught,” I whispered.

And I felt as his lower region quickly responded to my words, pressing through the fabric of his pants.

Those were the last words exchanged before he moved in to hastily kiss me, his hand travelling up the side of my thigh, under my dress, and squeezing greedily at he found flesh there. He was completely focused on me, his desire evident as he continued to touch me wherever he could.

Something that I allowed him to do, giving him what he wanted.

But there were also other things to consider here. Ones that needed careful preparation.I moaned a little for him and directed his lips to my neck, holding his head in place there as he kissed my skin. And whilst his attention was entirely absorbed on the task I’d set for him, I took a moment to bring my free hand up to my eye level over his shoulder… and check my watch.

…I only had a few more moments before it started. I needed to time it perfectly.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he grunted, still kissing and groping me.

“Oh, yeah?” I asked back breathily. “What else do you like?”

“… Everything,” he said. 

“I like everything… I don’t even know your name but I’ve never wanted someone so much.”

That was true. I hadn’t told him my name but I think he’d told me his. What was it again? Daniel? David? Dustin? No… Dale. His name was Dale.

“And what do you want to do to me?” I asked.

I could hear it now… the sound of voices approaching down the alleyway, coming in from the direction of the main street. I became so focused on it that I didn’t even hear what answer Dale responded with Something about his junk or something,

“Oh, that’s so sexy.” I replied back automatically, feeling as he was clumsily trying to pull my dress up more

I glanced back at my wristwatch, double-checking it for confirmation,

…And saw it was time,

It was at that exact moment that a group of men then rounded the corner of the building, heading towards the back entrance of the bar. The same entrance that they always entered through at eleven o’clock on Thursday nights, ready for their weekly poker game. A ritual I was familiar with

It was now or never.

…And I pushed against Dale in my arms, screaming for help.

“Get off me!” I yelled, trying to pull away. 

“Someone help! Please!”

But out of sheer confusion about the situation, Dale held on, unsure what was happening.

“What’s wrong?” he asked in shock, taken off-guard by my sudden change in demeanour.

“Please! Please stop!”

I continued to try and escape, making a scene of the entire encounter. Screaming and carrying on as I tried to do so.