Just for Tonight

We'll meet in a bar. You'll be sitting across the room, a beer in your hand. Your eyes will travel up my body until they burn into mine. I will be sipping on a jack and coke to let you know that I'm a tough girl, because everyone knows bourbon-drinking women are strong. You'll strut towards me, taking your time so you can come up with whatever pickup line you feel like using on me. You'll make yourself at home on the stool next to me, never letting your eyes leave mine. We'll flirt, and I'll squeeze your arm. Your hand will rest on my thigh ever so lightly. It will be high enough to make me wonder, but low enough so as to make sure I'm not uncomfortable.

You'll lean in close. Your breath will tickle my neck, and I'll lean in closer, eager for that little flame to run through my body. You'll scoot your chair an inch or two closer to mine. Close enough that our legs will be zig-zagged and touching. Your hand will continue to travel further and further towards my area the daylight never sees. You'll whisper something sweet in my ear. Maybe tell me how beautiful I look tonight or that every man's eyes are on me. I'll tell you how lucky you are to sit with me tonight and give you a secret smile. We'll continue to flirt and you'll buy me another drink. You'll comment on how you like a girl that likes her drinks strong. I'll bite my lip hoping it will encourage you to kiss me. You'll watch me do it and know full and well what I'm trying to do. You'll pull me to the dance floor and place your hands on my lower back. I'll wrap my hands around your neck and you'll pull me so close that I'll feel you growing through my dress. We'll rock back and forth to some sappy, slow song, and you'll be sure to never let an inch of our bodies not touch. You'll move my hips in the direction you need, and I'll run my fingers up your neck and through your hair. You'll nibble on my ear a little and finally ask me if I want to leave and go somewhere. I'll softly smile and nod my head yes.

You'll take my hand and lead me towards the door. I must trust you enough to get into a cab with you, because you'll whistle one down in a matter of seconds. Fifteen minutes later we'll be standing in your doorway and you'll be staring at my lips. I'll be aching for you to kiss me and I'll take a step forward, letting you know it's OK. You'll take the bait immediately and push me up against the door, molding your mouth to mine. Your hands will travel down my body to the hem of my dress. You'll break away from my lips just long enough to see in my eyes that I don't want the dress on anymore. You will pull it over my head, releasing my mouth for a moment. You'll return your lips to suck on my neck, careful not to leave a mark. You'll feel my blood racing through my veins under your lips. My hands will shake with excitement, so you'll help me remove your shirt while I move to cup you through your pants. You'll pause for a second, closing your eyes, and throwing your head back in delight. You're savoring my touch. As I remove your belt and tug your zipper down, I'll reach into your boxers and grab a full fistful of you. I'll move my hand up and down feeling you grow beneath me. I'll drop to my knees, forcing your pants down and you'll help me by kicking them off. I'll trail my hand down your chest slowly and stare up at you. I'll pleasure you long enough for you to be completely ready for me. You'll pull me back up onto my feet and push your lips onto mine. You'll reach around my back to unclasp my bra. It will fall to the floor and you'll look down at me to get the full view. You'll grab a fistful of my hair and pull backwards, exposing my neck for you to bite into like it's a treat. I'll moan in ecstasy and push my chest forward, eager for you to nibble a little lower. My hands will rest on your hips; I'm too distracted now to do anything else. You wrap your hands under my butt and lift me up, forcing my legs to wrap around your waist. You'll carry me to the bedroom and lay me down, never breaking your mouth from mine. You'll rip off my panties and dip your hand into my lower regions, between the folds, to the tender spot that's throbbing for attention. I'll arch my back and you'll smile because you know you hit the right spot. I'll run my fingers up and down your back, lightly scratching while I kiss down your neck occasionally biting hard enough to get a reaction. Your hand will continue to circle me, and I'll grab two handfuls of your ass pulling you closer to me. You'll retrieve your hand, knowing immediately what I really want.

You'll reach into your nightstand to grab your protection and I'll help lower it on you. You'll position yourself directly above my entrance and slowly push in. I'll sigh and smile because I got what I wanted. As you pulse in and out of me, I'll moan occasionally and tangle my fingers through your hair. I'll pull you into a deep kiss and you'll wrap a hand around my neck and give it a small squeeze. A fire will begin to burn between us, hot and heavy. You'll recognize it too and begin to move faster, harder, and deeper. I'll release my mouth from yours because I can't hold the scream coming out of me any longer. You'll flip me over, careful not to leave my body. You'll have full access to my backside, so you'll run your hand up my back to the nape of my neck. You'll grab a handful of my hair, wrap it in your fist and pull hard, and begin thrusting in me once again. I'll wince because maybe it was a little too hard, but I liked it anyway and so did my body. You're hitting deep in me, blissfully painful, and you're not stopping until we're both satiated. I'll reach down between my legs to help myself finish and you'll let out your own screams as you finish outside of me. You'll collapse beside me, breathing heavily, and I'll flip onto my back. You'll stroke the side of my cheek and give me a soft kiss. You'll pull me onto your chest, wanting me to stay. My shallow breaths and slowing heart rate will lull you into a sleep. I'll wait a few minutes to catch my breath, assure you're asleep and then I'll remove your arms from around my back and slip off your chest ever so carefully not to wake you. I'll place my feet firmly on your floor and look over my shoulder to make sure you're still asleep. Then I'll begin looking around your room for my tossed clothes.

I'll slip out quietly and begin redressing myself, making sure to leave my shoes off until I'm outside your apartment door. I'll check myself in the mirror before I leave to remove any smudges from my eyes and to fix my crooked lips. I'll stare at the face in front of me and a tear will form in the corner of my eye. I'll wipe it away and force myself to stand a little taller. I'll remind myself later that I don't have to be strong all the time. I'll carefully open your apartment door, triple checking that I haven't woken you, and I'll make sure to lock it from the inside before I leave. I'll walk down the hall towards the elevator, probably still barefoot because I actually really hate wearing heels. I'll feel another tear stream down my face and I'll quickly wipe it away in case there's a person in the elevator.

Tomorrow I'll remember that I did this to myself, but I'll secretly hope that the next time will be different. That maybe the next time, the man from across the bar won't want to take me home right away. That maybe he'll want to really know me first. I'll hail a cab, get in, and go home. I'll never see you again, and you'll wake up both wondering where I am and happy you didn't have to do the awkward morning talk. For one night, and one night only, you got to be with me, and even though you'll forget about me, I won't forget about you. So thank you. Thank you for telling me I'm beautiful.