Chapter 3

~Trish’s POV~

I know it was a crazy idea but I needed to support Mikel. He was always very supportive of me and so I dress up and went along with him. But I also have my own motif of heading back to the bar; I wanted to see him again. Ever since our encounter I kept hearing his voice in the middle of the night. Telling me not to go back at the club so the more I wanted to set my foot back there. You know the feeling when people tell you not to do something and the more you wanted to it. So that’s what I did. We came to the bar and the line was the same as before. There was no way I’m waiting on the que so I dragged Mikel to the VIP entrance and smiled at the guards.

"Hi, we were here last time with Sam. He’s inside and asked as to meet him there." I stated and tried to get pass the two guards.

"Sorry miss. We can't let you in without your host." The guards blocked our way. “It’s the club policy.”

"Really but he told us that he would meet us inside." I reasoned.

"Let them in." Benjamin butted in and smiled at us. "Sam wouldn't be so happy to see you two here."

"Who cares?" Mikel stated and we walked away from Benjamin who was with a beautiful blonde girl. He sure likes young girls.

"Twelve o'clock, the man wearing the red shirt been checking you out since we got here." I whispered at Mikel as we were dirty dancing. "And he is moving this way."

"Let's go." Mikel replied and we walked back the bar counter and ordered some tequila shots.

"That's on me, Carl." The guy stated to the bartender and paid our drinks.

"Thank you." I stated after drinking my shot.

"Let's have another." The guy sat next to Mikel and ordered another round of shots. "I'm Oliver." He introduces himself.

"Trish, Mikel." I replied while pointing at me and Mikel respectively. "So, I'm not usually this frank but I think I'm already a bit drink. Are you interested in me or him?" Oliver pointed a finger on Mikel and I smiled. "I thought so. Best wing girl ever." I stated giggling. "Cheers." We headed to a table and order some more drinks. We've been hanging out for almost an hour.

"Let's dance." Oliver stated after a few minutes of flirting with Mikel.

"You two go ahead. I'll stay here." I replied while raising a bottle of beer at them. “I’m a bit dizzy. I don’t think I can dance.”

"Suit yourself, baby girl. We'll be right back." Mikel replied.

"Hi, darling." A drunken man approached me after several minutes. "Mind if I join you." He sat next to me.

"Yes, I do mind. Besides, my boyfriend would be here any minute. I don't think he'll appreciate it if he sees us together." I moved away from him and transferred to the opposite chair.

"You mean the gay guy you came in with." He stated smiling at me widely.

"No, I’m referring to my boyfriend. He is coming and he is going to kick your sorry ass so if I were you you'd leave me alone." I stated.

"Oh come on. You don't have a boyfriend. Why don't you come with me and let's have a little fun." He looked into my eyes and I froze seeing that it was red.

"Is there a problem here?" My heart skipped upon hearing his voice.

"Oh love, there you are. This is my boyfriend." I immediately wrap my arms around his waist praying that he would play along. "This guy was..."

"Leaving." The guy cut me off before I can finish my sentence and stood up.

"Good. I don't want you near my girlfriend again." He stated and the other guy almost trip on his feet while trying to get away from us.

"Thanks." I let go of him and sat back on the chair.

"Anytime, love." He sat next to me and placed his hand on my hand.

"Excuse me." I glared at him but didn't bother pull my hands away from his hold. I was enjoying having him hold my hands.

"I'm your boyfriend. I heard you clearly that's what you told the other guy. Don't tell me you’re also going to break my heart just like what you did to him." He smiled at me seductively.

"Very funny, you are a funny man." I stated giggling. "But thanks for helping me. I had no idea how I would be able to get rid of the asshole."

"Of course it's my pleasure." He lifted my hand and kissed my wrist.

"You should probably head over to your friends. I'll just wait for my friends here. They should be coming back soon." I pulled my hand away from here and tried to look somewhere else than him. He was sending butterflies to my stomach by the way he was looking at me and touching me.

"I came here to see my girlfriend." He stated and I somewhat felt jealous. "And I already found her." He lifted my chin and stare into my eyes that I almost fainted.

"That's a good one." I grab a bottle of beer and finished it bottoms up.

"I saw your friend left the club with Samuel. So I decided to keep your company." He admitted.

"What? That moron, I thought he was with Oliver." I stated confused.

"Well that would be odd considering that Oliver and Samuel are brothers." He stated. "Would you like to dance?"

"My feet are already numb. I think I should just go home." I stood up and smiled him. “Plus, I might be over my limit.”

"Don't." He pulled me down and I ended up sitting on his lap. "Stay for a few more drinks. That's the least you can do since I did help you get rid of the guy bothering you."

Since I was already not able to think straight I agreed to stay with him. Who am I kidding? I'd probably end up doing anything he tells me. How can I not he was very charming. I felt safe with him. It was like I've known him from before. We ended up flirting with other and sharing some passionate kisses. I remember dancing with him and drinking more than I can handle. So that explains my hang over and the man that just got out the bathroom with a skimpy towel.

"Hello love." He smiled at me and tried to kiss me but I stopped him.

"Morning breath." I replied shyly.

"Do you think I care?" He captured my lips and only let me go when I was breathless. "You okay?" He lay next to me while touching my sore lips with his thumb.

"My head hurts." I admitted.

"That because you drink too much." He stated while playing with the strand of hair covering my cheeks. "But don't worry I have the perfect cure for a hangover." He whispered and bit my ear playfully.

"What a remedy passed down from your ancestors." I replied nervously.

"No, a remedy I created myself." He stated then smiled at me mischievously.

"Really?" I started breathing deeply as his hand started touching the lace of my bra."

"And you are going to love it." He captured my mouth for another kiss and life was perfect.

His mouth left my lips and made it's was to my neck. He was kissing and sucking it harshly and I'm pretty sure it was going to left marks. I hated having love bites but with his expert mouth I don't mind being covered with it. His hand made its way to my bra and with one swift motion it was gone. His mouth immediately covered my left breast and suck on it. His hand left hand was holding my hands above my head so I can't move while the other hand played with my already very sensitive right nipple. I was moaning and pleading. He then abandoned my left breast and focused his attention on my right and started sucking on it. His left hand let me go and was now toying with my left breast. His other hand was parting my legs so I opened them wider.

His lips started to move down; he was kissing every part of my abdomen. Then he inserted a finger in my vagina. I was so wet and ready to cum. He suddenly stopped and took my panties off. He placed my legs above his shoulders then expertly thrust his finger in and out of me. He licked my clit and I almost cum. He fingered me and licked and sucked my pussy expertly. And I wrap my legs around his shoulders while my hands grip the bed sheet. So this is what I've been missing while I was in coma. He tasted every drop of my cum and clean it with his expert tongue. He started to kiss me again and made his way back into my lips. He placed his fingers in my mouth and I sucked on it tasting my own cum. Oh fuck, this is the best hangover remedy I’ve had. I don’t mind having major hangovers if he was there to cure it.