The One Night Stand // Dreamnotfound

George's pov

"Clay?" I say, he's not looking at me, he's look at my body, his eyes wondering my body, not leaving one spot unseen.

I look over clays figure, his tall masculine figure that any girl would immediately fall inlove with.

"Hey, pretty boy, order?" The bar man says, I look up at him, he too, is staring at my body, do I really look that much like a slut?

I quickly order the two drinks.

That's when I realize I dint have my wallet, I swear I had it, I probably left it in karls car.

But now I can't pay, oh god, this is embarrassing.

"Here" clays voice says from next to me as he passes the bar man his credit card, "no, clay dont-" I'm grabbed by the waist and pulled into his muscular body, our lips crashing together roughly.

Surprised at first, I don't kiss back, after a couple seconds I part my lips and let his tongue slip in my mouth as I begin to kiss him back roughly.

My hands find his muscular chest then slip up onto his shoulders, now my arms are laying on his shoulders loosely, I gasp as his hands grabs my ass, pinching it slightly then I lean away from the kiss and look up at him.

"God, what were you thinking wearing this?" He whispers, "I lost a bet" I answer, he runs his hands back up my back, "do you know how many men were checking you out?" Clay whispers in deep tone, I look behind me, there's about 4 men staring at us, 2 are old men, 1 is actually attractive, not as attractive as clay of course, and the other looks like a disgusting pervert.

I look back at clay, "your drinks?" I bar man now says annoyed, "be careful, clays a fuck and run sort of guy, don't expect him to stay long otherwise you'll get hurt" the bar man explains to me, "I'm pretty sure if we had sex, you wouldn't be so fond of me afterwards either" I say to the bar man.

He rolls his eyes at me, clearly annoyed.

Clay moves his hand to my ass again, "come" he says letting go of me but grabbing my wrist and pulling my through some people to a quiet hallway.