Taking a shot of my drink, I gave her a dry laugh. "Isn't a man the reason why I'm here?"
" No, no bestie. A boy broke your heart, and now you need a man to show you how it's done," she says with a determined look on her face.
The way she was talking sounded like she had found somebody already.
" Where do you propose we find such a man?" I ask her.
Smiling, " Right behind you." She had an interested look on her face that piqued my interest.
Turning to see who she was talking about I saw a man who was in a dark navy blue suit with the top white shirt open sitting at the VIP section looking all mysterious, you can feel the dominant vibe coming of him just from he way he caring himself and I could tell when he walks in a room everyone pays attention to him, he had brown wavy hair, pair with Hazel eyes that spark under the bar lights, I wanted to have a closer at the man who have waken something in me that I didn't even know was there.
I didn't know when I got to the VIP section, but here I was, standing there, staring at the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. I wanted a closer at him, damnit.
Standing before the rope that blocks anyone from coming in, I debate whether I should remove it or wait for him to let me in. Instead, I swing one leg after the other over the red velvet thing and take a seat next to him.
"Interesting," He says behind his glass.
Crossing my legs over his, I lean into him and trail a finger on his chest. " What would be more interesting is for you and me to have fun."
When did I become flirtatious? Most likely the alcohol, that's it!
He gave me half a smile, which made me squirm in my seat. " Your fun and my fun are two different things," he says. That soft voice sends a shiver down my tights.
Wrapping my hand around his tie, I pull him closer and whisper, " Then introduce me to your fun." I bite his earlobe.
Groaning, he picked me up bridal style. We walked out of the club like nobody's business. He walked us out and went straight to the hotel across the street. He got us a room with no problem. Once we got in there, he closed the door with his feet behind us, gently putting me down on my feet. We stood there staring at each other, heart racing. The anticipation of the night was killing me. I could see it in his eyes, the way they got darker.
Touching my lips with his thumb, " Still want to have fun?"
Instead of answering him, I tiptoed towards him. The man was at least six feet tall, and if getting on my tiptoes would get me to where I needed to be, so be it. I crashed my lips on his, and I melted into his embrace. The kiss was rough and passionate, unlike anything that I have ever experienced. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer, and I felt his desire growing.
With his hands traveling down my body, he cups my ass and gives it a little squeeze, moaning into my mouth. My hands pull at his hair, making him come closer. No matter how close he is, I can't get enough of him. I want him to be closer.
Whatever it was, it fueled something profound I had never felt before. Tonight, I'm throwing caution to the wind.
Breaking the kiss, he took a step back. " There's no going back," he said breathlessly. I could see he was trying to hold back, giving me a chance to walk away. I should take it, leave, go back to my home, cry myself to sleep, and then what? I would still feel miserable the next day. I would rather enjoy tonight and feel miserable tomorrow.
Instead, I pull the strap in the back of my dress, we watch it slide down my body, pooling at my feet, leaving me in nothing. But, my black thong, his breath catches as he takes in my naked body, feeling exposed and shy all of a sudden, I had the urge to hide my body, but with his gaze on me, all I felt was desired.
Stepping closer, his hands caressing my hips, then sliding up my sides, I shiver at his touch, my nipples hardening under his gaze, grabbing my breasts, his thumbs brush over the hard, sensitive nipples, a soft moan escapes my lips, kissing me, our tongues dance with each other. In contrast, his hands continued to explore my body, he took us to the bed, he lay me on the soft sheets with him hovering over me, his body pressing me into the bed, the feeling was unfamiliar but welcoming.
Wasting no time, he slides my panties down my legs. He whispers, "Is that what you wanted?" with his thumb stroking my fold while pushing two fingers inside. I gasp at the sensation, which I have never experienced with Jasper. This man makes my body come alive with just one touch, and I want to experience anything he can offer. With just a few pumps, I was coming undone. I was feeling embarrassed that it happened so quickly. It had been a while since Jasper and I did, so I will blame it on that and not my body reacting so strongly to him. I'm embarrassed that most have shown on my face because he leaned forward and kissed me on my nose. "It's natural"
"Is it?" I say to him, spreading my legs open slightly.
He nodded.
I watched as he positioned himself between my thighs. He was bigger than I'm used to, and I started questioning whether he would fit. My face must have shown my concern because he said, "Don't worry, I'll fit."
Oh lord, I close my eyes as he slowly entered me the intensity of the stretch and the slow burn as my body adjust to him made me arch my back a little, at last he started to move slowly, moan I wrap my legs around his waist meeting him thrust for thrust, our bodies moving in the perfect harmony.
My nails are digging into his back. " Harder," I moan. I need more of him; I wanted him to let go and give me all he had.
He obliged, and his thrusts became more potent as he took us higher and higher. Whatever was building inside of me exploded, and not long after, he followed. We both lay there breathless before he said, " Hope you enjoy my type of fun."
I couldn't help but laugh at his silliness. This is precisely what I need; it looks like Sky was right.
Oh shit! Sky? I remember I left her at the bar, slapping my hand on my forehead about my stupidity. I'll call tomorrow, I thought, before falling asleep in this man's arms.
Now, it's morning, and I'm lying as still as I could be next to a gorgeous man. I don't know what to do: Should I leave or wait for him to wake up? Shaking my head, I mumble to myself, "I need to leave." With that in mind, I got up and got dressed.
I was at the door when I decide to take one more look at the man, he look a bit familiar but with a fuzzy mind from the drinks last night I couldn't place where I knew him from, he moved, and the sheet was pull down revealing his strong abs and muscles hidden under the sheet and, I had to bite my lips to keep myself from moan or crawling back in the bed with him, with one last look I open the door and leave the stranger in the bed.