'God, I can't believe I'm doing this,' Patty panicked internally as she tried to ignore the many sets of eyes on her, 'But damnit I can't stop, I just want his tongue all over me.'
Ramon stared into Patty's wide, dilated eyes, and he could practically smell the excitement and arousal pouring off of her, "You're being uncharacteristically bold, Patty."
"Y-you said I could make a request," Patty insisted, even as an embarrassed blush made her already flushed cheeks turn even redder, "Now put that tongue to work…please before I sober up too much and chicken out."
"You're right, I shouldn't keep you waiting," Ramon agreed as his voice dropped an octave, making Patty's entire body shiver with excitement.
"But first, this needs to go," Ramon said as he reached up and took off his jacket, leaving him in just the vest and button-up shirt, pulled taut against his muscles. "Now, where were we?"
Without waiting for an answer, Ramon walked over and stood in front of Patty, who was visibly heaving with anticipation.
When he stood in front of her, Ramon leaned in close, bringing his lips within an inch of Patty's skin near her collarbone, "Hmm, you smell fantastic, Patty. Thank you for the meal."
"Y-you're welcome," Patty gasped, barely able to see straight with how fast her heart was beating, "I hope…you enjoy it."
"I most certainly will," Ramon muttered before he pressed his lips against Patty's skin and licked the beads of honey that fell across her collarbone.
The instant Ramon's lips made contact, Patty struggled to suppress a moan. The sensation of Ramon's licking the honey of her was far more intense than she had anticipated, and the alcohol burning through her system wasn't helping.
'Maybe I should have used so much honey,' Patty couldn't help but perry, though she wouldn't dare stop Ramon before he licked up every single last drop, which he was making go progress on.
Like a man on a mission, Ramon suckled, licked, and nibbled at Patty's skin. Her taste alone was enough to drive him wild, a fragrant medley of fresh fruit and sweet citrus. But when combined with the honey, Ramon's taste buds were rewarded with a heavenly combination that drove him wild.
And the sounds of Patty's soft moans and sighs were just the cherry on top, as she tried to keep them somewhat dignified. Her efforts failed, however, when Ramon's lips reached the top of her freckled breasts, basting the soft, perky mounds with long, languid strokes of his tongue.
'Oh god,' Patty leaned back as she thrust out her chest, exposing herself even more, 'I-I actually might cum from this.'
"Someone's enjoying herself," Summer commented with a grin as she watched Patty's eyelids flutter, and her lips press themselves into a thin, almost non-existent line, "Is anyone else thinking this is kinda hotter than them just fucking?"
"Absolutely," Tricia affirmed as she shamelessly stared at the erotic scene, "Never would have guessed that Patty would turn into such a minx when she gets a little tipsy."
"And I can't believe I forgot," Megan muttered as she watched Patty melt under Ramon's tongue, eventually ending up on her back and grabbing the table for strength as her gasp grew louder and louder, "We went to a frat one time, took my eyes off her for one second, and found her five minutes later with a half-empty bottle of Patron and two brothers wrapped around her fingers."
"Well, yeah, she's walking around all the time with her head ducked. I'd be surprised if she has something to blow off steam," Summer said as she watched Ramon grab Patty's legs and lift them into the air, pulling them apart so he could lick the honey from the inside of her thighs, "And I gotta say, she sure knows how to blow off some steam."
A few minutes later, Ramon stood back up and wiped his lips with a sly smile across his face, "I think I got all the honey, but let me know if there's anywhere that's still sticky."
"Oh, there's one place," Patty gasped as she slowly sat up, revealing her entire torso and upper thighs to be covered in hickeys, "But if you start licking there, there won't be any more gambling for the rest of the night."
"Do you still want your drink?" Ramon asked, and Patty immediately nodded, "I'm not out yet. The night is still young, and there are more chips to be earned!"
"Fuck yeah, there is!" Summer cheered in excitement, "I want to get freaky next, I'm still all worked up from that 'massage' you gave us earlier."
"Yeah, that was totally not cool, you didn't even let us cum," Tricia said accusingly as she moved to stand next to Summer, "Just left us there right on the edge."
"You just told me to put sunscreen on you," Ramon replied helplessly as he held out his hands, "It's not my fault you two were overly sensitive."
"Overly sensitive!?" Tricia balked, "You make it sound like all you did was gently rub us down."
"It might as well have been," Ramon teased with a smirk.
Staring at his cocky grin, Summer's eyes narrowed, "Oh really, you that confident in your skills?"
"You know I am," Ramon answered confidently as he stared Summer down, "But I hear a challenge in your voice."
"Not a challenge, a wager," Summer countered, "Hundred dollars says you can't make me cum in ten minutes or less."
"Oh, I want in on that action!" Tricia cheered, "Fifty chips says that Summer doesn't cream."
"I've got seventy-five on Ramon," Megan countered
"After what I just experienced, I'm all in on the dealer," Patty voiced her unwavering support, "But first, can I get my drink. I think I need refreshments for the show that's about to be put on."
"Alright, while he makes the drink, we can talk about rules." Summer agreed before counting off on her fingers, "One, you can only use your hands and mouth. Two, no penetration of any kind. Three, my bra and panties stay on, no direct contact with the goods."
"Those are some pretty restrictive rules," Ramon muttered as he muddled together sugar cube, basil, rosemary, and lime juice before straining out the infused syrup.
"Aw, don't tell me you're backing down," Summer asked with a competitive light in her eyes.
"Oh, I never said that," Ramon grinned with a shake of his head, "It just might be a bit of a challenge now to take all of your chips, rather than an absolute guarantee."
Summer's eyes narrowed into slits, "I think you're severely overestimating your capabilities."
"I don't think I am," Ramon insisted as he poured ginger beer, vodka, and his infused sweetened lime juice over ice sitting in a copper mug, "Actually, I'm certain because I remember how we first met, Summer. I miss our little sessions behind that counter."
"A lot has changed since then," Summer sniffed as she crossed her arms, "I know your tricks, and I've gotten used to them."
"That may be true," Ramon admitted, "But you're not the only one who's changed. You think I haven't been paying attention to you, Summer, every time you wind up pinned underneath me with my cock buried inside you?"
"Pinned is a bit of a stretch," Summer rolled her eyes, but Ramon watched her body and the way that her fingers tightened around her arm as he stared her down, "Besides, like I said, hands and mouth only."
"Oh, I heard you the first time," Ramon replied as he calmly sliced a lime and ran it around the lip of the mug before throwing it on top of the drink along with a straw and a piece of raw sugar cane, "But my point was that I know your body, Summer, no matter how hard you try and hide your feelings behind that cynical shell I'll see right through it."
Stepping out from behind the bar, Ramon walked over to Patty and offered her the chilled copper mug, "An Infused Sugar Herb Mule, it should help refresh your palate."
"Yay, vodka!" Patty cheered, still very much drunk as she took the mug in two hands and started taking heavy sips from the straw, "Thank you, hubby, now go make Summer cum her eyes out."
Deciding not to comment on Patty's new nickname for him, Ramon instead turned and walked over to stand in front of Summer while steadily rolling up his sleeves, "This is your last chance, still feel like wagering? I'll even let you lower your bet."
"How about you stop talking and start-" Summer started to say commandingly, only for Ramon to suddenly reach up and gently grab the bottom of her jaw, "Shhh, no more mouthing off. The only sounds I want to hear coming out of your mouth are moans."