Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Hyatt Girls ❯ Fire Kitten ( Chapter 25 )

Fire Kitten

Jenny's at it again. She is determined to sleep with as many men as she could before this film was over. None of the other girls said anything. It was like they expected this. Tonight, Jenny came back with a young bartender. The girls had something to say about this. They wondered how she managed to convince him to come back to the hotel. He had to be about twenty years old. He wasn't out of her league, but he just seemed so young. Jenny usually went for older guys or ones that were her age. What was so different this time?

Jenny dragged the man back to her hotel room. The vocalist giggled as pulled out her keycard. The lock beeped open. Jenny shared another kiss with him. The young man seemed to go along with it. He was getting lucky after all. Jenny dragged him inside. The bartender was the one who hit the bed. The vocalist climbed on top with a hungry look on her face.

"Brace yourself, big boy!" she said. "I'm going to have a good night for you." The bartender chuckled. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He didn't even try to resist. In fact, he smiled into the kiss. Jenny slipped her tongue into his mouth. A tent formed in his pants. She reached down and slid off his shirt. Jenny broke off the kiss and slid off her black cocktail dress. It felt good not to be stuffed in that dress anymore. She took down her long black ponytail, letting her hair flow free. The bartender's eyes grew wide. His nose began to bleed as he swallowed back his drool.

"Goddess!" was all that he could shout. Jenny gently put her finger to his lips.

"Stop talking," she commanded him. She leaned in and kissed him again. He pushed his tongue into her mouth. Jenny wrapped her arms around his neck.

Their clothes ended up all over the floor. The vocalist had to be the one in control like she had been all night. The bartender dug his nails into her ass. He moaned aloud with her. Jenny threw back her and carried out.

"Fuck me harder!" the bartender shouted. He wasn't green, much to her delight. He could've used some work. That didn't matter. Jenny just wanted to have a good night. She only wished that she could be filming this. No, filming and Ryan them fuck.

Jenny and the bartender shared one more kiss during the climax. He looked into her eyes.

"Can I see you again?" he asked breathlessly. Jenny smiled and gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Maybe," she said in a whisper. They went to sleep in each other's arms.