Chapter 6 A Night to Remember

The bartender brought the cup of wine and Jacob pushed one to Charlotte for her to drink.

"I'm fine, thank you," she appreciated and she watched him gulp his wine.

There was silence between them while the loud flaring music from the club burst their ears.

"Tell me one of your secrets," Jacob uttered to her, loud enough for her to hear.

"First time being in a club," she told him and he laughed.

"That is not a secret," he said and laughed again.

"What is it then?"

"An excuse," Jacob answered and smirked at her infuriating facial expression.

"Excuse? May I know why?" Charlotte questioned not grasping what he meant by that.

Jacob picked up his glass of wine and gulped some down his throat again then he shook his head, "You are a novice and that's why you can't be in a club. You've decided not to be the bad girl so you telling me it's one of your secrets, is an excuse," he explained.

Charlotte scoffed, "Whatever."

"You aren't supposed to be here, novice," Jacob mocked.

Charlotte glared at him, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, if you don't want to be harassed like the other time, then you shouldn't be here."

"I thought we were throwing those memories away."

"Yes, we're. Only trying to let you know what you have no idea about," Jacob mumbled.

Charlotte getting too contrast with his chat pulled her glass of wine and drank all the content leaving nothing in it. "Done!" She yelled and stamped the glass hard on the table.

"Wow, you're a fast learner and I'm a good teacher," he complimented himself while Charlotte blushed due to the effect of the alcohol.

"What is your secret?"

"I find you attractive," Jacob responded and they found themselves staring into each other's eyes.

It was Charlotte who broke the stare by fanning her hand on her face. "This place is stuffy," she complained.

Jacob smiled and asked the bartender to fill up their cup. "Would you like to be somewhere comfortable?" He requested and Charlotte raised her eyebrows at him asking him to go on with whatever he needed to say. Regardless, Jacob said nothing and when the wine was brought to them, he took his and beckoned to Charlotte to take hers which she did. Jacob stood up from the stool he sat on and went over to her. He bent his head to her ear and whispered "Come with me."

"To where?" She implored.

"Somewhere not stuffy but comfortable," he replied and winked at her.

Finding herself drowning at him once again, she forgot that she had to go home. She nodded her head to his proposal and followed after him as they made their way to the VIP section.

"I guess you plan to make me comfortable," Charlotte said to him and missed her step due to how drunk she had become. Thankfully, Jacob was able to get her before she fell.

Then, he held her until they got to one of the VIP rooms and he unlocked it for them to enter.

Charlotte chuckled at how luxurious the room looked and it made her remember those times when she had one to herself. She shook her head at the thought and smiled when Jacob asked her to sit.

"This isn't stuffy," she mumbled and closed the distance between, "Thank you for bringing me here."

"I… hum…," Jacob faltered, his face turning red as Charlotte placed her hands over his shoulder.

"You what?"

"Never mind," he told her and tried to free her hands from his neck but she clutched tightly to it. "You won't be comfortable acting this way," he contemplated.

"Maybe I'll be comfortable doing this," Charlotte whispered and within a second, her lips clasped against his, hauling him closer to accept it. Jacob, who seemed confused at why she kissed him, stared into space.

Charlotte didn't mind since she was being controlled by the wine she had. She ate on his lips to her satisfaction and when she pulled away, she met a confused gape, staring wide at her. She grinned at him and this time she decided to let go.

But as she dropped her hands, Jacob jerked her closer to him, already affected by her charm. He also didn't wait a second before he took her lips into his mouth.

Charlotte reciprocated as expected and they both began to sulk each other, grinding their lips against themselves, their hands caressing any part of their body they could reach.

Jacob, who wasn't new to it, was quick to find the zip of her dress. He slipped it down, gaining his hands into her bare skin.

His touch made Charlotte moan against the kiss, making her cling tighter to him.

Jacob unlocked from the kiss and began to pull off his wear while Charlotte stood watching him with red stealing its way into her cheek. He succeeded in pulling out his shirt and trouser standing naked before her. With a swift, he carried her up in a bridal style and headed to the available bed. He then placed her gently on the bed and helped her pull out her dress.

Charlotte couldn't resist him until she felt herself naked before him. Their gaze didn't leave each other as Jacob climbed onto her.

When he felt he had positioned himself enough, he took her lips again but didn't spend a minute kissing her before he started to trail his tongue down her neck while she whined in response. He got to her bosom and he wasted no time in taking one into his mouth while he cupped the other with his right hand, making a smooth massage on it.

Charlotte couldn't help but wallow under his touch as he continued to do delicious things to her. He was bestowing to her the sensation she had never had in her life and she was loving it. If ever the feeling didn't leave her for the rest of her life, maybe she would live a better life.

Jacob ended up sulking at both of her bosoms and groaned when he felt his hardness. He shifted comfortably on her, making sure he got the right posture. His hands went down to her lap, separating them and he pulled her into a deep kiss again. Then his hand moved to his cock and he tried to position it in between her legs. He got the right place and didn't hesitate to slam into her, earning a screech from Charlotte.