Garden of Sins

I don’t have my wallet with me, only the money clip in which I keep the bills from my share of the last orders.

Wary, the princess observes this and I notice her gaze is a little more cautious. She swallows when she sees all the bills.

“Rich daddy,” I explain and set a few bills on the counter.

She sighs heavily and faintly shakes her head. Then she sits down on the stool and turns her face to me. “Ditto.” With that, she grabs the first shot glass. “Sangria,” she a

“Okay,” I whisper. Now let’s see how much this dwarf can drink.

I take one too and she toasts with me. “Saludos,” she says before downing it. I drink too without taking my eyes off her. She makes a face and coughs. “Well, I don’t like sangria.”

“Then you are one of the few exceptions. All chicks like sangria.” I take the glass from her and put it back.

She turns up her nose and reaches for the next two shots. “I’m not every chick. Vodka. Nastrovje.” She toasts with me and while I’m drinking, I realize she’s not really a bimbo.

The princess appears disgusted again. “I don’t like vodka either.”

“Who likes vodka if they are not Russian,” I mumble drily, take her glass and set it on the bar.

“That’s probably true,” she mumbles with a frown and she reaches for the next two. This whole mixture is already going to my head and her eyes are slowly growing cloudy. “Grappa.” She hands me one.

“Ah, yes,” I reply.

“Salute,” she mumbles and drinks again, just like me. This time she makes a face and sets down the glass herself. “It’s okay,” she a

This tongue will still lick my dick today. I nod and her gaze briefly wanders over my face before she takes the next two glasses in her hands.

It is getting hotter and hotter or is it me?

“Ouzo.” She makes a face before she puts the glass to her lips and I take the second shot out of her hand. If she likes that, she’d be perverse. “Unfortunately, I ca

“Okay, continue,” I say distressed as my throat burns.

She coughs and takes the next glasses. “Plum brandy.”

“Oh, shit,” I mumble and she laughs, already a bit drunk with red cheeks. My mind is also muddled and detached. It feels good and I am not thinking about what happened yesterday.

“I don’t speak Chinese either,” she confesses mindlessly.

“Ching Chang Chong,” I murmur to myself and she laughs louder before drinking again. I like that sound. Mostly, it a

“It’s okay,” she says again and sets the glass down. That confuses me, but okay, most chicks enjoy plum brandy.

“But it’s still not the right one, is it?” I realize and the corner of her mouth lifts again.

“No!” She reaches for the next shots, slipping off the stool a bit and I push her up again. Her body also feels good under my hands.

“Limoncello,” she a

“Cheers,” I say and she smiles before she drinks up and sets the glass down.

“I love you,” she a

Then I also put my second arm against the bar so that she is wedged in between and she sighs heavily.

“Okay, now we’re really drunk,” I realize. “Were you trying to get me drunk, princess?”

She giggles. “Maybe,” she admits unrepentantly.

“And then?” I ask. “Then what were you going to do with me?” My voice is a bit hoarse and her eyes immediately darkened. Her eyes wander over my face and linger on my lips.

“Perhaps,” she mumbles and edges a bit closer to me.

“Yes?” I ask, leaning towards her as well. Her scent flows more intensely through my nose, tickling it.

“I wanted to get laid,” she murmurs to me. Her voice has also become hoarse.

I bend forward a little more so that my lips stroke her with gossamer-like delicacy. “Maybe I like the thought,” I murmur so that my mouth touches hers and I have to grip the bar so that I don’t fuck her right here because lust runs rampant through my veins just at the thought.

In a moment, I will no longer be able to hold on.

“Maybe I have a room above the bar,” she murmurs, her lips touching mine again.

“And maybe I have the hard-on of a lifetime.” With that, I press my mouth against hers because I can’t stand it anymore.

Everything inside me explodes. The alcohol mixes with the lust and her hot breath pauses. I immediately push my tongue into her mouth and reach into her hair with one hand. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me deeper. My head spins. The passion rushes uncontrollably through me and before I know it, I grab her under her perfect little ass with the other hand and lift her up.

She gasps at my lips and wraps her legs around my hips.

“Where?” I growl into her mouth and she waves in the direction of a hallway. Inside, it is dark. Without letting go of her with my lips, I start moving and climb one step before pressing her against the wall inside the hall.

She moans and the sound vibrates through my whole body. Her hands are caught in my hair and fuck, I will fuck her right here against the wall if she keeps this up.

I exhale hard.

“Where to now?” I growl uncontrollably and rub my pelvis along her.

Again, she moans and waves up the stairs. I press my mouth against hers again. She tastes sweet, salty, and bitter, and I can’t get enough of it. Honestly, I can’t.

With a jerk, I push off the wall and carry her up the creaking wooden stairs. My hands rest on her thighs and she gasps with lust.

“And now?” I exclaim with effort because my pants are about to burst.

She points to the right and I go to the right. Then she pulls her head back, so I look at her darkly and press her back against the wall again before I let my mouth slide over her neck. Fuck, she smells and tastes so good. Fuck, she is so hot. Fuck, I’m going to fuck her dead. Fuck, I’m going to come in my pants if she doesn’t hurry up.

Breathing heavily, she pulls a key out of her bra.

“Hurry up,” I growl next to her raging pulse. Cumbersomely, she fumbles with the door before it swings open with a push.

Immediately, I shove the dark wood completely open and stumble into the room with her in my arms. It is dark, only the moon shines in through a naked window.

With my heel, I kick the door shut behind me and let my gaze wander for a moment.

Mattress. Floor.

In three steps, I am there and lay her down on it, immediately following her and pressing myself against her. Her legs wrap around my hips again and I kiss her roughly, unbridled, and wildly. With one arm, I support myself, with the other hand, I reach under her dress and impatiently tear the panties off her body. She tugs at my muscle shirt just as impatiently.

Distracted, I slip it over my head and her hands immediately move over my back.

I moan into her mouth, biting her lower lip and tugging it a bit. Again, a lustful gasp rolls over her tongue, which shoots directly to my cock.