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When you were looking to achieve greatness, sometimes you had to get your hands dirty. That was a sad fact. People often picture that things will easily just fall into their laps, but that’s not how life always worked. Finishing up school was the primary thing that Y/N had to do before moving on with life. Thankfully, she had impressed the right people while achieving her education. After she finished, she had a job at a good agency lined up for her. It was just making it through that was the hard part. In order to get that job, she needed that piece of paper. Her degree promised her a position and that’s what kept her on the straight path. Right now, she wasn’t exactly rolling in the dough and going to classes full time made it hard to get a decent job. Especially one where she would be making enough money to help her pay for her education. So, she grabbed the highest paying job she could that would work with her hours which was working in the town’s most popular bar. The hours sucked and it was hard work, but it got her through with the tips. It was crazy how much money she could make on a busy night and while it was stressful, it was the only way she could keep her head above water.
With school early in the morning, she lived on coffee. Tonight was another prime example of how things were going to be a hard day tomorrow. Some of the regulars at the bar she worked at were having a hard time following the rules and leaving at close. So a few minutes led into a few hours more. It gave her less time to sleep and be ready for the morning. The owner had her working alone most nights when it got toward the end of the day. She would clean up, close and do what was needed. It was because he trusted her. She was one of the only people there that had a key to the place. While it was a good thing because it meant more money, it was also hard because it meant more responsibilities and less sleep.
Taking a final look over the place, she made sure that she cleaned up sufficiently and had everything together. When she was satisfied, she headed for the door to leave. She was also looking down at her wrist to see what time it was keeping her preoccupied. Turning toward the door to lock up, she wasn’t exactly focused on the world around her.
“It took you long enough,” a familiar voice slurred behind her, making her jump immediately upon hearing it. Looking over her shoulder she saw that one of the regulars was there standing behind her. It was actually the person she had the hardest time getting to leave. “I was starting to think you lived in there.”
“Justin,” Y/N let out a shocked breath turning on her heel to stare out at the man behind her. “What are you doing here? Do you need me to call a taxi for you or something?”
“No, I’m not that drunk,” the man spoke, stepping closer to her and it drew her to step back making her let out a shuddering breath when she started to feel cornered. The man was quite muscular and taller than her making her feel small in comparison to his frame. “I was waiting for the moment that the two of us would get some alone time together.”
“Listen, I don’t know what you think is going to happen here Justin, but I need to go home. I have an early day tomorrow,” she tried moving around the larger man feeling him grabbing a hold of her arm to stop her. “If you want to talk you can come back tomorrow when the other costumers are there just like every other night.”
“See, I don’t want to spend tomorrow like every other night,” Justin pulled her in closer to him so he could grab a hold of her face. “Have you not been catching on to my advancements? I felt like I was making it pretty obvious that I was flirting with you Y/N.”
“Justin, everyone flirts with me at the bar. Especially after they’ve had a few drinks because then no one has any filtering system and they think everything they say is acceptable,” she looked down to her arm where his fingers were wrapped snuggly around her flesh leaving marks from how hard his fingers were digging into her skin. “I have school in the morning Justin. I don’t have time for something like this.”
“You can make time,” Justin pushed her back toward the door of the bar making her let out a sharp breath when her back hit it with a thud. “You see, I’ve been waiting for you to finally realize that the two of us have something going on here. You’ve been flirting with me since the first day I saw you there. I’m not going to wait for you to make the first move anymore with this.”
“I’m just nice to everyone Justin,” she corrected him with a wince, feeling her heart rate kickstart inside of her chest when a rush of distress flooded her veins. “I don’t know what you think is going on between the two of us, but there is nothing there. You’re one of my customers. That’s it.”
“Well I want more,” Justin clarified making her let out a hesitant laugh before using her free hand to place it firmly into the center of his chest to keep a distance between the two of them. It was more than obvious that he was trying to lean in to kiss her, but she was doing her best to avoid it. “Come on. You look like the type of girl that would take it from anyone.”
“Even if I was…” she began, trying to wiggle herself out from behind his muscular body, but his grasp was incredibly strong on her. “It wouldn’t mean that I wanted to be with you Justin. There is nothing between us. There is nothing that has made me want to start a deeper bond with you or some kind of relationship. I’m not attracted to you. I’m sorry. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go.”
Managing to get just far enough away from him not to be trapped between him and the door, she hoped that she would be able to persuade herself away from him. Unfortunately, it didn’t get him to loosen his grasp on her arm making her grimace.
“I guess I’m not satisfied with that answer,” Justin announced with a shake of his head, his jawline flexing when he stepped in closer to her again. “See, I don’t see there being a problem with the way I look. So you’re obviously just being an uptight bitch. A lot of women would be happy to get with me.”
“I’m sure a lot of women would, but not this woman,” she tried clawing his fingers away from her arm to get him to release her. The sound of his breathing had intensified, his eyes narrowing showing that she was angering him. “So why don’t you go find one of those women that actually want you instead of harassing me? Just because you tipped me a few bucks doesn’t mean that I want to suck your dick.”
“You certainly have a mouth on you, don’t you?” Just growled, lowering his head in closer to her and it was then she smelled the heavy amounts of alcohol that lingered in his breath.
“Justin let’s just draw this up as you drank way too much tonight and you’re having some judgement issues,” she tried to reason with him, finally managing to get herself out of his grasp noticing the way that his eyes darkened. Reaching for her keys, she held them down at her side and let out a nervous sound. “I’ll just see you tomorrow, Justin.”
Taking a few steps back toward her car, she kept facing him until she got to her door. Swiftly turning toward her door, she fumbled with her keys hoping to God she could just get away from the situation and give the owner a call to talk to him about everything. Right when she was about to pull open her door, a grunt fell from her throat when she felt herself being slammed forward against the side of her car.
“You think it’s not what you want, but I promise after it happens, you’re going to realize how much you actually wanted this,” Justin’s hands were at her hips, sliding up over her sides and toward her breasts. Letting out a yelp, she tried to get away from him. Justin shoved his hand into the center of her shoulders to force her against the car. “I’m not taking no for an answer.”
“Stop!” she screamed out, trying to use all of her might to get out of his grasps. Justin grunted with each hit she tried to deliver, but it didn’t help getting him to back down when he reached for the back of her pants. “I said stop!”
“You can scream stop all you want,” Justin scoffed back hearing the sound of a motorcycle on the road passing them. “You’re going to take what I’m giving to you whether you like it or not.”
Throwing her hand back that still had her keys between her fingers, she managed to dig into the side of Justin’s face, dragging it down over the side of it. A rumble of a roar fell from his throat when he pulled away from her. Trying to get away from his grasps, she gasped out when he threw her down onto the gravel covered ground.
“You stupid bitch,” Justin snarled, reaching up to touch the area where she had cut him. “I’m really going to fucking give it to you after that…”
The sound of the rumbling engine of the motorcycle that had just passed filled the air again when this time she saw that the motorcycle had pulled into the empty parking lot with them. Pushing herself back on her hands, Y/N did her best to put a distance between her and Justin. Holding his hand up, Justin shielded himself from the light from the motorcycle and tried to look beyond to see who was there.
“Is something going on here?” a deep, raspy voice filled the air when the stranger that had pulled into the lot moved forward to finally reveal himself. His dark hair was slicked back and his chiseled jawline flexed when he looked between the two of them. “I couldn’t help hearing some screaming as I passed here.”
The stranger started moving forward, placing himself between Y/N and Justin making her thank God that this stranger had somehow heard her pleas for Justin to stop and came back to help her. The stranger held his hands up in the air, his dimples sucking in when he looked between the two of them.
“Is this a lover’s quarrel going on?” the man looked back at Y/N who shook her head and slowly stood to her feet. Managing to adjust his positioning, the stranger did a good job at keeping her shielded behind him. “So, what’s going on here buddy?”
“I think this is the time where you mind your business,” Justin stepped forward, closing the distance toward the stranger and Y/N. “If I were you, I would get back on that motorcycle and ride your way to wherever you were going next.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t do that,” the stranger grumbled under his breath, his fists clenching at his sides. “It looks like you were trying to assault that woman and I can’t leave having that on my conscience. So I’m going to ask you to get into your car and leave. Then we can all go our separate ways.”
“Who do you think you are?” Justin snickered, his head tipping to the side while he approached the stranger. “You think you can just be some knight in shining armor for someone you don’t even know? You have no idea what is even going on here. I’m the one bleeding from the face. I could be the victim here.”
“Considering the position I saw her in when I was driving by, I’m going to guess that’s not the fucking case. But hey! If you’re the victim, I will take my fucking chances with her and give you the advantage in order to get out of here,” the stranger scoffed, his eyes narrowing when Justin moved in closer to him. The stranger was taller that Justin and wasn’t backing down when Justin approached him. “I’m going to ask you politely one more time to just get in your car man. This woman clearly doesn’t want to happen whatever it is you think is going to happen. So why don’t you just in your car and this doesn’t have to get ugly. Okay?”
“Ugly?” Justin repeated with a laugh, nodding his head and stepping back. Holding his hands up in the air, Justin stepped back like he was going to head toward his car. “Yeah, of course. I don’t want things to get ugly. I guess I’ll just go then.”
“Good,” the stranger huffed watching Justin move toward his car and he let out a tense sound. Turning on his heel, the stranger reached out to touch the side of Y/N’s face to get her to look at him. “You okay miss?”
“I’m fine,” she answered knowing that she was shook up and probably bruised, but she was okay. A gasp fell from her throat when she saw Justin returning with something in his hand. “Watch out!”
“What?” the stranger stammered when she pointed back toward Justin. Looking over his shoulder in time, the stranger watched Justin rear back in attempts to hit him with something, but the stranger was able to push Y/N out of the way and dodge the hit. When he got a look at what was in Justin’s hand, the stranger scowled and shook his head. “A tire iron? Are you really that hard up to rape someone that you are willing to do this?”
Watching from the sidelines, Y/N saw Justin throw himself at the stranger in attempts to hit him. Somehow the stranger was able to dodge multiple attempts before managing to get the tire iron away from Justin only in time for Justin to deliver one hell of a right hook that echoed throughout the night air when it connected.
“You son of a bitch,” the stranger didn’t fall, just lowered his head after taking the hit and she was surprised. It sounded like a strong hit, but he was still standing. After that hit, both men were tearing into each other throwing punch after punch.
There was a moment where Justin got the upper hand over the stranger and went to go for the tire iron again, but Y/N was quick to stop him attempting to grab his arm before he could reach it, “This is enough Justin. Just stop it now!”
“Get off of me bitch,” Justin threw his arm back, his elbow connecting with her jaw making her wince out and fall back onto the gravel ground. The stranger was gradually pulling himself up from the ground when he saw it happen and within seconds, he was back to his feet lunging himself into Justin’s lower abdomen to tackle him to the ground.
It was like seeing that happen set something off inside of the man that had come to her rescue as his fists plummeted into Justin’s face over and over again. With a final, solid hit the stranger was able to knock Justin out cold in the center of the parking lot. Lowering his fists, the stranger let out a huff and got up slowly moving over toward Y/N to help her up.
“Are you okay?” he reached his rough fingertips up to caress over the side of her jawline making her wince when he swept over the area that Justin had hit with his elbow. “I think now is a good time to call the police on this guy.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” she agreed with him pulling out her cell phone while watching the stranger take a breather by hunching forward to place his hands in over his thighs. After calling the police, she went over to him and slid her hand in over his shoulders making his thick eyebrows bounce up when he returned his attention to her. “What’s your name?”
“Negan,” he lifted his hand up to introduce himself, shaking her hand when she accepted it. “And what’s yours?”
“Y/N,” she answered him knowing that she felt some kind of connection to this man after he had saved her out of nowhere. Most people would have just kept going, but he stopped and decided to help her. Who knows what would have happened if he didn’t show up? “I can’t thank you enough for this. I work here and he is customer. I didn’t know he was capable of something like this.”
“Get a few drinks into a desperate guy and the monster comes out in him that he has been hiding,” Negan stated, reaching up to touch over his eyebrow to see that he had blood over his fingertips and he winced. “I’m glad I was passing by and was able to help. Right time, right moment.”
“I kind of want to hug you,” she announced making him smirk when she said that, dramatically throwing her hands up in the air when she thought about how stupid that sounded. “I’m sorry, I know that sounds silly. I just…you’re this random stranger that had no idea what is going on but stopped anyways. There could have been a threat of you getting shot or something, but you still stopped to help me anyways.”
“I couldn’t leave you to get hurt like that,” Negan explained with a grumble, reaching up to caress over the side of his slightly stubble covered face. Stepping forward, he held his arms out to offer her a hug and she moved forward to do so. When his arms wrapped around her, she felt a sense of safety. Something that she had lacked moments before he had arrived. She did her best to fight off Justin, but without this man’s help she doubted that she would have been able to stop him. “It’s cool though. I like hugs.”
A laugh fell from her throat when she tipped her head back enough to look up at him. It made his nose wrinkle and when he was about to say something more, the lights from the police cars that were arriving pulled their attention away. It took a while for the police to get through everything with their questions and taking Justin away. By the time they finally left, Negan looked like he was getting ready to leave on his motorcycle.
“Hey, at least let me look at your eyebrow in there and let me get you a beer or something?” she pointed back toward the bar that she had locked up previously, but she felt like she owed this man something. “We have a medical kit in there, I can get a butterfly bandage on that wound and we can go from there.”
“While I would love to do that,” Negan began, looking down toward the ground. It seemed like sense of embarrassment flushed over his features when his eyebrows bounced up and he gave her a frown, “I don’t really have the money to pay you for that beer.”
“I would never make you pay for it. I would pay for it. You saved me,” she reminded him, reaching out to grab a hold of his wrist to suggest he follow her toward the bar. “Come on, you’ll be out of here in a half hour. Unless you were headed somewhere important.”
“No, trust me. I wasn’t,” Negan followed her toward the building waiting for her to open the doors back up. When they got into the bar, she locked the doors behind them to make sure they were safe from any strangers dropping in again. “So you work here all alone at nights?”
“I do sometimes,” she explained motioning him to take a seat at the bar when she moved around it. Grabbing the kit, she moved around the bar and took a seat beside him. Cleaning the wound over his eyebrow made him wince and, in that moment, she noticed truly how beautiful his hazel eyes were. She hadn’t gotten a look at them when they were outside due to it being dark, but the man before her was quite a handsome guy. “Tonight the boss had me locking up. It ran over because Justin wasn’t leaving and I just thought he was having a hard night. Apparently, he just wanted to assault me.”
“Asshole,” Negan grunted, staying still when she placed the butterfly bandage over his wound. When she finished up, Negan gave her a wink and adjusted his positioning on the chair that he was on. “Thank you.”
“It’s the least that I can do,” she moved back around the bar to throw away what she had and then grabbed Negan a beer, popping off the lid before sliding it to him across the bar top. Negan gave her a wink when accepting the bottle, bringing the bottle up to his lips to take a small swig of it. Grabbing some ice for herself, she wrapped it up in a handcloth and moved around the bar to sit beside him again. “I really can’t thank you enough for what you did.”
“Any real man would have done what I did,” Negan informed her, setting the bottle down to watch her when she placed the ice over her jaw where Justin had hit her with his elbow. It was still quite painful and she was sure that she was going to end up with a good bruise. “He got you good, huh?”
“Unfortunately. Not as good as he got you though,” she frowned when Negan slid in closer to her to reach for the ice to grab a hold of it. Pulling it away, he looked at her face and reached up to grasp her jaw carefully between his thumb and index finger to survey over the mark. When Negan returned the ice to her face, she swallowed down hard at the closeness of him and tried to make conversation. “So where were you headed at this time of night?”
“To my friend’s house to crash on his couch,” Negan sighed loudly, allowing her to grab a hold of the ice to keep a hold of when he reached for his beer again. “I’ve had a rough run of luck lately, so I’ve been kind of going from place to place. Sleeping on friend’s couches here and there.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” she cleared her throat not wanting to push too far about what was going on with his life since he was in fact a stranger that she had just met.
“It’s not your fault,” Negan stammered, his hazel eyes hooked on hers when a small smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.
“No, but I feel bad hearing that,” she confessed, swallowing down heard when she thought about what he had done for her. “Especially since you were good luck for me tonight.”
“Well, I was capable of saving you so maybe you’re my good luck charm and things will start going right,” Negan gave her a wink, reaching out to playfully nudge her chin between his index finger and his thumb. Looking around the empty bar, Negan cleared his throat and shifted once more on the seat he was in. “What’s the deal with this place? You like working here?”
“Uh, I’m just here while I finish school. It’s helping me with paying for school to get my degree,” she declared knowing that she shouldn’t be so open with a stranger, but this stranger actually possibly saved her life so she didn’t mind talking to him. “I already have a really nice job lined up after I get out of school, but I have to get that stupid piece of paper first before they will hire me on.”
“It’s sad how your worth is placed completely on one little, tiny sheet of paper, isn’t it?” Negan grumbled under his breath reaching for his beer again. “So what exactly is the job that you have lined up? What are you going to school for?”
For a while Negan just listened to her talk about her job and education. It was probably because of the adrenaline that had been flooding through her veins, but they talked for quite some time and Negan was a good listener. He was someone that seemed to be interested in learning about her. It was nice having an actual conversation with someone for once instead of having them be a slobbering drunk all over her.
“So essentially what you are saying is that you are highly motivated, successful, smart and just very talented,” Negan brought together the details watching her face flush over with a blush making him snort. “There is nothing wrong with that. It’s just the man sitting before you is a huge deadbeat. I went to college on a sports scholarship. I blew out my arm. I go from job to job and I’m sleeping on my friend’s couch because the love of my life dumped me on my ass for being a goddamn mess.”
“And here I am rambling about myself,” she felt bad for doing that seeing his expressive eyebrows furrowing when she said that. “I’m sorry to hear that. I shouldn’t have been rambling about myself when you’re having such a bad run of luck.”
“Talking to you has been the best thing I’ve done with my time lately,” Negan admitted, shaking his head when her worries were brought up. A charming smile expanded over his features, drawing even more attention to his dimples. “I appreciate the conversation. It’s better than going back to my friend’s couch and sulking.”
“Was the breakup recent?” she questioned watching his head slowly nod. His Adam’s apple bounced in his throat before he reached for his beer to finish it off. “That’s rough. Was the relationship a long one?”
“Well, she had been my girlfriend since high school. So yeah, pretty long,” Negan was honest with her, reaching up to brush his fingers through his hair to slick it back. It was obvious that subject upset him, but he didn’t want to get too deep into it. “I guess she just got sick of me being deadbeat. I thought we were going to get married and have children. All of that shit. I guess I didn’t fit for her perfect fucking future.”
“Her loss. She missed out on an incredibly amazing man. We all go through a run of bad luck sometimes,” she suggested making Negan chuckle when she said it. Negan played with the beer bottle on top of the bar while she tried to think of what to say next. “Maybe you should call her and tell her that you saved someone’s life tonight. Girls really fall for that shit.”
“I wish that would work,” he shook his head, his hazel eyes lifting long enough to connect with hers again. “I think the only person in my life that would be impressed with something like that is my mother. People don’t really care about the good things I’ve done in life. Just the wrong doings.”
“Well that’s a shitty way to live life,” she reached out to squeeze over his shoulder, noticing the way that his eyelashes fluttered when she did it. “I hope that the ex-girlfriend gives you a second chance. After tonight I can definitely confirm that you’re a good man. Maybe I can put in a good word for you?”
“Maybe,” he slurred with a smirk, letting out a grimace when he looked to his knuckles. It drew attention to the fact that they were cut up and bruised making her frown when she saw them. Reaching for the melting ice that was beside her, she tried to place it over his knuckles making let out a heavy exhale when she did. “You’re very sweet yourself. You know that?”
“I can be pretty wicked,” she gave him a wink, pulling the ice away from his knuckles to trace her thumb in over them. “Let’s just hope you don’t see that side of me.”
“I don’t know. I think it might be a side of you I would fucking love to see,” Negan teased her, the warmth of his breath pressing in over her face with the closeness of them. Negan looked to the clock that was on the backwall of the bar and cleared his throat. “I suppose it’s getting late. You have classes in the morning. We should get going before you end up missing your classes from talking to me all night.”
“I guess you’re right,” she agreed with him finding herself not all that eager to say goodbye to the man that had saved her. Cleaning up a few things, she moved around the bar and saw Negan standing up gradually. “Well, I’m going to give you another hug before you leave because I’m not sure a lot of people would have done what you did. I haven’t had a lot of people save me or do a lot of good things for me in the past. So, you definitely made a good impression on me.”
“Well that’s a shame because you deserve nothing, but the best,” Negan insisted with a firm shake of his head, lifting his arms up to motion her closer into him so they could hug again. “But not gonna lie, I’m never gonna be someone to turn down a good hug.”
Smirking, she moved in to feel the warmth of him wrapping his arms around her. It felt nice resting her head against the center of his chest while he squeezed her tightly in his embrace. What was supposed to be a quick hug seemed to linger and when she lifted her head back to stare up at him, she could see that his pupils were dilated.
Negan released her and when they were about to separate, she reached up to cup his face in her hands to bring him down closer to her to mesh her lips in over his in a surprising, forceful kiss that led him to groan against her lips. Negan chuckled when he slightly pulled his lips from hers, his hands settling in over the sides of her hips.
“That was nice,” he hummed, drawing his tongue out over his bottom lip in a seductive sweep. Sliding his hands up over her sides upwards. Bracing his left hand in over the small of her back to draw her in closer to him. Negan’s right hand raised and caressed in over the side of her face before letting his fingers settle at the side of her neck. “I take it this means that there is no boyfriend?”
“No boyfriend,” she confirmed with a desperate pant before Negan lowered down to capture her lips with his.
The kiss lingered while Negan’s fingers raised to help push the jacket that she was wearing down her shoulders. The material fell down her arms with ease, hitting the floor in a thud. With each passing second, their kiss deepened leaving the both of them breathless while they took the time to get used to each other. Learning the lengths of his abdomen felt incredible while she caressed up and over his long torso. Being this close to Negan was causing chills to fill throughout her entire body. Negan definitely knew what he was doing with kissing, driving her wild with desire. A sigh escape her throat, parting her lips and allowing for Negan to brush his tongue in over hers. It made Negan hum pulling her flush against him. Their kissing got deeper and more passionate while Negan’s hands started to roam her body. Purring out against his lips caused him to growl when his touch made her shiver.
Negan managed to get his jacket from his body, depositing it beside hers before leading her toward the edge of the bar to press her back up against it. Negan’s palms were sliding up and over her sides, taking his time to caress over her body before cupping her breasts tenderly in his palms. Taking that as encouragement, she reached for the bottom of his shirt to push her hands up underneath the material to caress over his abdomen. Teasing her fingertips through the dark hair covering his body, she felt her breath getting caught in her throat with the way that Negan was staring down at her.
“You sure about this?” Negan inquired, a wolfish smile tugging at his lips making a breath catch in her throat. When she nodded, Negan reached for the bottom of the tank top she was wearing to pull it up her body. Lifting her arms, she helped him to get the material off of her before repeating the motion in getting Negan’s shirt from his body. Negan took a moment to stare down at her bare breasts, his eyes eating her alive with his stare. “God, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
“And you are incredibly sexy,” she complimented, stepping forward to press kisses over the center of his chest enjoying the sensation of his fingers caressing over her shoulders while she did it. Nipping at his flesh had him groaning out persuading her to kiss further down his body. Using her power, she shoved him roughly against the bar making him hiss out while she kissed over his navel area. The way he breathed out turned her on incredibly much. There was a fire flooding through her veins and she couldn’t get enough of the man that was before her. Brazenly, her fingers lowered to slide her fingertips in over the front of his jeans making him buck forward toward her palm when she did it. “Are you okay with this?”
“What do you think?” Negan stammered, stroking his fingers through her hair when she lowered down on her knees before him. Pulling apart his belt, she enthusiastically reached for the button in his pants popping it open before tugging the zipper down. Negan grasped a hold of the edge of the bar, keeping his eyes locked on her movements while not wanting to miss anything. With a careful pull, she got the denim of his jeans down his waist getting them to his thighs. “You know, you don’t have to thank me like this if you aren’t comfortable with it.”
“I’m more than comfortable with it,” she snickered, licking her lips while tracing over the length of him through the tight material of the maroon-colored boxer briefs that were clinging to his rigid body. Leaning forward, she pressed soft kisses over the length of his manhood over the material making him take in a sharp breath drawing attention to the way that his Adam’s apple bounced in his throat. Sneaking her fingers in underneath the waistband of his boxer briefs, she tugged the material down allowing his erection to bounce when it sprung free from the confinement of the material that was tight-fitting to him. Wrapping her fingers around his girthy length, she looked up at him with big eyes watching him swallow down hard. A deep, raspy moan fell from his throat making him tip his head back with the warmth of her breath pressing in over his cock. “Fuck.”
“You’re really telling me that your girlfriend broke up with you?” she slurred, tipping forward to tease faint kisses over the v-line that defined his slender hips. Taking her time, she skimmed her fingertips over the length his cock making his erection twitch with anticipation which made her smile. “She’s crazy. You’re perfect.”
“Yeah?” he panted, licking his lips in a sensual sweep noticing the way that her big eyes stared up at him with awe. Dropping his right hand, he traced over her bottom lip with his thumb and hummed in appreciation when she nipped gingerly at his fingertip. “I guess heroics and a big dick doesn’t impress her all that much.”
“That’s such a shame,” she purred, taking his thumb between her lips to flick her tongue at the tip of it. It made Negan moan, his body shuddering when she pulled her lips away with a wet sound. Straightening her torso, she took her time stroking over the length of his cock in slow torturous motions. With Negan’s eyes hooked on her, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his erection making loud exhale fall from his throat. With the warmth of her mouth over him, it made his hips bounce forward making a proud sound fall from her beautiful lips. Flicking her tongue over the smooth flesh had his deep moan filling the empty bar around them. With his fingers sinking into her hair she felt inspired to take him a bit further into mouth making sure to drag her tongue against his sensitive body when she pulled her back. Repeating the motion a few times had the soft caress of Negan’s fingertips against her scalp. With tender strokes up and down his shaft in unison with wet kisses over his erection, she had him a panting mess. “How long has it been since someone did this for you?”
“You’re the first person since my girlfriend,” Negan slurred, his thick eyebrows furrowed when he watched her stick her tongue out and drag it flat against the slit at the tip of his cock making him hum in approval. Between the wet kisses and her taking him into her mouth, Negan was through the moon showing her how much he appreciated what she was doing with soft moans and words of encouragement. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
With ease, her tongue dragged a long line over the underside of his cock making his hips arch forward toward her. Her right hand was wrapped around the base of his cock, her left hand was pressed against his hip as if to brace herself while she bobbed her head back and forth over his length taking as much as she could. The caress of her fingers and movement of her mouth were matching in tempo making him lick over his lips in an erotic sweep.
“Good?” she looked up to him for confirmation, pulling her wet lips from his body making a low rumble of a laugh fall from his throat. With a confident nod and a wiggle of his eyebrow, Negan watched her use both hands to stroke over his thick body.
“Very,” he assured her with a growl, dragging it out making her smile enthusiastically. It encouraged her to go back to work taking him between her parted lips. Wet slurping sounds filled the silence of the bar making a proud rumble fall from his lungs. Her left hand cupped his testicles tenderly in her palm making his hips bounce up closer to her causing more of his length to press down her throat. With a gagging sound, she pulled back for a moment to catch her breath before going back to pleasuring him. “Fucking hell…”
Negan reached down to caress his thumb over the swell of her breast to tease over the hard nub of her nipple making her whimper against his flesh. It was obvious she was doing her best to thank him for what he had done for her and while he had no problem watching her sucking his cock, he knew that he wanted more from this.
“While this is fucking fantastic sweetheart,” Negan started, pulling his hips back slightly releasing him from her mouth making his hard cock bob before her. Hooking his fingers into her hair to get her to tip her head back, Negan found himself in awe of the woman before him. With wet lips and big eyes, she stared up at him trying to catch her breath. Bending down, Negan hooked his fingers leisurely around her throat, his thumb and index finger capturing her jaw enough to get her to lift her head up toward him. Flicking his tongue over her lips, he hummed when he tasted himself and furthered the kiss making her whimper out. Kissing her over and over again had them both a shuddering mess. Tugging her up from the floor, he worked to get her jeans undone. They were tight and clung to her body, originally accentuating her curves while they worked together to get them down her body. “Help me with this.”
Wiggling her legs, she aided him in getting the denim around her ankles. With ease Negan took off her shoes and pants, tossing them aside. Swiftly moving forward, he hooked his arm around her waist and urged her up on top of the bar making her gasp out when he did it. With an arrogant tilt of his head, Negan lowered in over her taking her breast into his mouth. Twisting his tongue around her nipple had her fingers sinking into his hair. Tenderly sucking at the flesh had her arching up while he slid his palm between her thighs to push aside her panties making her exhale loudly. Pulling back enough, he noticed that her chest was rising and falling with what seemed to be nervous breathing. Bringing his fingers up Negan took them between his lips and seductively sucked at them. It made her lips part, her pupils dialing with desire when he pulled them from his mouth and lowered them down between her thighs. When he traced his rough fingertips over her wet length, it had her shaking and he knew that he had her in the palm of his hand. Teasing his middle finger over her entrance, he could see her head tipping back when he gradually pushed the long slender digit inside of her.
Thrusting his finger back and forth inside of her had shuddering breaths falling from her throat. Negan wanted to take his time with this. Not rush this. There was something special about this girl. Something that he hadn’t felt since he had been dumped by his girlfriend. There was something about the way that he saved her. Their moment started off as something special. In her eyes, he was a hero and that really fueled him.
“You’re fucking perfect yourself, you know that?” Negan leaned over her enough to take her breast back into his mouth to tease his tongue in a circular motion around the nipple. When her breathing was loud enough to sound like music to his ears, he switched to the other breast and sped up fingering her. Dragging his tongue out over the flesh of her breast had him growling out, enjoying the sounds of her whimpers when he pushed another finger inside of her. An amused exhale fell from his throat when he met her in another forceful kiss. For a while he just spent time kissing her until pulling away from her making her whimper. With his urgings, she got up onto her hands and knees on top of the bar. There was no doubt that she was a shaken mess from what he had already drawn from her while he squeezed at her fleshy bottom. Spanking teasingly at her bottom had her crying out letting him enjoy the moment of it all the more. “God, you’re stunning.”
Palming his hands in over the back of her thighs, he was amused with the way he had her shaking while he slid his hands toward her thighs, up over her bottom and toward her panties. Hooking his fingers into the material, he pulled it down her body and was careful to work on getting them off her without making her move too much. When she was completely naked before him, he found himself admiring her. This was not how he thought his night was going to end, but he felt thankful that he found himself in the right place at the right moment.
“Fuck me,” he rumbled, moving in closer to the bar, grabbing a firm hold of her thighs to separate them just slightly in order to get a better view at her body. Tipping in closer he dragged his tongue out in an unhurried, teasing motion over the warmth of her body having her cry out upon feeling the sensation of it. She lowered down to grasp her fingers to the edge of the bar, finding a way to brace herself when he started flicking his tongue out over her folds.
Pulling her closer to him, Negan growled against her flesh hearing her gasp when he did it. Wetting his lips, Negan moved in to vary between using his talented tongue and mouth to pleasure her like she truly deserved. This was a woman that should have been pampered. Not someone that was forced and abused like that man that had planned to hurt her previously was trying to do.
“Negan,” she purred out his name making a fire burn throughout his veins, awakening something inside of his that he wasn’t expecting. It was nice being with someone who actually appreciated what he was capable of. It may have been cocky, but Negan knew that he was good with his mouth. That was something that he didn’t have to question. The sounds that Y/N was making while he wildly flicked his tongue back and forth over her body while slurping on occasions told him that he was doing on hell of a job. Focusing on her entrance, Negan reached up to squeeze at her bottom getting a better access to her body while he continued to have his way with her.
“Fuck,” Negan groaned against her warmth feeling a straining at his own body, but he wanted to make sure that he had her a shaking mess by the time that he finished. For a while he focused on using his fingers, pumping them inside of her. Most of all he wanted her prepared for him so this was an experience that she would like and remember. When her cries and pants were frequent, her breaths shallow and uneven, he knew that she would be ready for him. “Okay baby.”
Stepping back, he could see that she was still where she was. Her thighs were shaking and he knew that he had her on cloud nine with the way that she was feeling. Kicking out of his pants, he made sure that he wouldn’t find himself caught up in his clothes. Hopping up onto the bar with her, Negan urged her to lay back against the bar knowing that this was a first for him, but he wasn’t going to complain about it. Getting comfortable over her, Negan urged her leg around his waist allowing her to snuggly wrap it around him to pull his body in closer to hers.
“You ready for this?” he double checked that this is what she wanted. With a simple nod he knew that she was eager to have him. Her lips were parted, her eyes filled with yearning. Lowering in to kiss her with a sense of urgency, Negan dragged the tip of his cock through her folds making her arch her back up bringing her hips toward him in anticipation. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Hovering his lips above hers had her shuddering with the warmth of his breath causing chills up and down her spine. With a mewl, she looked down to see Negan tapping the head of his cock against her clitoris making her swallow down. The length of him was heavy against her body before he got more comfortable between her thighs. Grasping firmly at the base of his erection, Negan placed his manhood at her entrance before pushing forward, making her head tip back once he entered her. It made a groan fall from his throat in a raspy rumble with her body clinging tightly to him.
Taking things slow at first, Negan gave time to allow her to get used to him before starting to roll his hips back in teasing motions testing the waters to see what she was eager for. Every time he thrust forward, she brought her hips up to meet his thrusts showing him that she wanted this just as much as he did.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Negan skimmed his bottom lip in over hers making her purr before kissing her in wet, hungry kiss. The way that the two of them instantly hit things off just felt right and their bodies were wanting more of each other. Heavy breaths fell from Negan’s throat, vibrating against her mouth when he sped up the pace of his thrusts. Her nails were biting into his shoulders, drawing out the sensations further making him growl out at the way it made him feel. There was no doubt that this was going to leave marks on his body but it was a sign of a job well done in his eyes. “Have you done this before? Lure men back into the bar for this?”
“Never,” she bit at Negan’s bottom lip, tugging at it slightly making him groan when she did it. His eyes came to a close and it made him shudder when she stroked over the long planes of his back. “No one tried being my hero before.”
“Mmmm, well that’s a shame,” Negan dragged his tongue out over her bottom lip, teasing over the inside of it making her whimper. Lowering his mouth, he kissed over her jawline down toward her neck before taking her breast into his mouth again. With her fingers tugging at his hair, he found himself drawn even more to this woman and the sounds of their skin slapping together filled the air when his thrusts got harder. A wet sound fell from his mouth when he released her breast from his mouth. “Someone should be your hero every day. A woman as beautiful as you deserves to have everything and more.”
A grumble fell from his throat when she yanked him back to her to experience a scorching, welcoming kiss that had him drunk off of her when he pulled away. Bracing himself up on his hands, Negan pulled his hips back making her cry out when his body left hers. Hopping back down to the ground, he reached for her waist to pull her to the edge of the bar counter. Hooking his arms underneath her thighs, he lined himself back up at her entrance and smacked forward burying himself back inside of her heated abyss.
One of her hands braced her body up and the other hooked around his shoulders, keeping the two of them close still so they could kiss. Welcoming him into her mouth, she parted her lips giving his tongue access to hers while she stroked her fingers at the back of Negan’s neck where the small curls of hair were. Their loud breaths and sounds of pleasure filled the silence around them with Negan smacking up against her.
“Fuck…Fuck,” Negan winced dropping her right leg to lift his hand to wrap his fingers around her throat making her let out a nervous sound making him pull back enough to look her in the eyes. Applying a small amount of pressure had her tipping her head back, her eyes coming to a tight close and a rumble of amusement filled the air. “You’re a bit of a freak too like me, aren’t you?”
Dipping down, he placed bites at the side of her neck knowing that he would be leaving marks there that would be visible the next day, but he didn’t care. Plowing into her, Negan heard her cries getting louder showing that maybe grabbing her neck like this turned her on more than he expected. The sensation of her thighs shaking was felt when he got her to an orgasm.
“Negan,” she cried out his name, burying her head at the side of his neck when he released her throat. Her heart rate was elevated, her body still trembling from what he had put her through. Gasping, Negan barely gave her enough time to calm down before he pulled her down from the bar and turned her to face the bar. Grasping firmly to the bar top, she tried to brace herself while he pulled her hips firmly where he wanted her. Pressing into her shoulders, Negan got her to lower down while lining his body with hers again thrusting forward to bottom out into her making her arch her hips forward, but he followed her movement making a whimper erupt from her lips.
“You like that cock?” he rumbled hooking his fingers into her hair with his left hand, while his right worked to bring her hips back against his length. Watching his cock moving inside of her with ease while her body’s fluids coated his cock made him ridiculously proud. It was the ego boost that he needed after the time that he had been having over the last few months.
“Yes,” she purred, trying to help aid into the power of her hips bouncing back against Negan’s thick cock. Negan released her hip, allowing her to control the tempo for a moment on her own. Rolling her hips had him letting out a low rumble of an amused laugh while his fingertips teased up and over her spine. It was amazing the way her body moved while she used him in the way she wanted to get the purest amount of pleasure from the root to his masculinity. When she found a certain tempo that she liked, Negan groaned out and dropped his head back feeling his abdomen tightening up.
“Good girl,” Negan praised her spanking firmly over her bottom before pushing forward. Grabbing a firm hold of her throat again, Negan pulled her up so his chest was pressed up against her back. Keeping his fingers firmly around her throat, Negan urged her to kiss his lips in a passionate kiss, varying between nibbling and sucking softly at her flesh while his hips continued to smack up against her bottom. “I bet you’re never going to walk back into this place again and not think about this.”
“Maybe I’ll look at it in a better light now,” she panted noticing the way his testicles smacked up against her flesh with every thrust forward making her crying out with the force of his thrusts. They both went silent except for the sounds of their loud breaths until a rush went to her head again making her fall slightly forward in his arms. “Don’t stop.”
“Yes ma’am,” Negan obeyed keeping up with his movements before she pulled away with him a shuddering cry, showing that he got her to another mind shattering orgasm that her trying to catch her breath. Negan waited before she seemed ready for him again and he grunted. “I’m going to cum soon. What do you want me to do?”
With a gasp, Negan felt her reaching around her to get his hips to stop moving. Confusion spread over his handsome features when she turned to face him, slowly lowering down onto her knees before taking him back into her mouth. Bracing his hands against the bar, he watched her closely knowing that she was doing her damnedest to give him an incredible orgasm. Biting down on his bottom lip, Negan was pleased with the attempts and growled out watching her take him as far back as she could before pulling back while dragging her tongue over his solid, pulsating length. When she pulled away, Negan noticed the way her wet lips shined and it made his cock twitch. Reaching for his erection, he grabbed at her shoulder to bring her back to him so she could take him into her mouth again to finish the job.
With faint moans, Negan’s abdomen started to twitch and he hooked his fingers tightly into her hair. With the first signs of his release, Negan watched her eyes come to a tight close. Visibly she was attempting to swallow down his release, but her eyebrows got tense while he continued his release down her throat. Keeping his fingers hooked into her hair until the very end of his orgasm, Negan growled out when her lips pulled from his body.
Cupping her face in his large hands, Negan urged her to her feet and pulled her up to him in a fiery kiss that took her breath away. The taste of himself lingered against her lips making him rumble when he allowed them to part. Pressing his forehead against hers, Negan smirked and stroked his thumb in over her kiss swelled bottom lip, “How do you feel about giving me your number? Maybe tomorrow the two of us could actually try going on a date or something?”
“I’d be okay with that,” she responded with an arch of her eyebrow, tipping up on her toes again to kiss him once more. Kissing him was the most addicting thing she had found lately and she couldn’t get enough of it. “I’d be more than okay with that.”
“Let’s try doing something a little less dangerous tomorrow, okay?” Negan chuckled making her smile against his lips when he said it. “While I like being your savior, I’m not sure that it’s going to be easy for me to keep taking these beatings.”
“I’m sure we can find something a little safer for the both of us,” she stroked her fingers through his hair, enjoying the closeness of him while letting out a long sigh. “Thank you, Negan.”
“For the sex?” Negan joked making her roll her eyes when he said it. “All right. Okay. You’re welcome for both the sex and for saving you. I’m glad I could be your hero.”