Good girl gone bad

~ MILA ~

The club was bursting with excitement, loud music blasted from the speakers and two exotic dancers danced seductively with the pole on stage.

The red and purple lights flashed reminding me of my pathetic display the other day when I was trying to please Cooper.

How foolish I must have looked.

Strippers dressed in expensive lingerie and perfume walked around serving drinks or looking for potential customers. Others who had found customers were giving lap dances or escorting men to private rooms.

Paradise Club was exquisite, its design and the ambiance screamed “rich”, definitely what I wasn’t but what better way to celebrate my doom than spending my night here?

I would use some of the physical cash that I had stashed away a long while back to drink my sorrows away.

This was my first time being here and the last time I went to a club was in college, the good old days.

I walked further inside and sat down on one of the stools in front of the bar.

“What can I get you sexy”, the bartender asked with a lopsided grin.

He was a tall, muscular guy with blonde hair and hazel eyes. It was obvious he got a lot of girls with that look.

Today I have been called sexy many times. The short wrap flowery dress was a welcome change after spending years wearing bin bags for Cooper.

“I need something strong”, I replied with less enthusiasm.

Frustration, pain, and sorrow clawed at my insides making it impossible to feel anything else.

“Here you go sexy”, the bartender said passing a glass to me.

“Thank you”, I said grabbing it.

I looked into the glass and sniffed my drink briefly.

Vodka…perfect.

I drank a mouthful of it, swallowing it in one go, a burning sensation erupted in my throat leaving behind a slightly bitter taste in my mouth.

I could feel the alcohol taking effect already, it’s been so long since I drank. I would be wasted by the time I finished this.

Well, my life seemed wasted already, might as well drink to it.

I looked up at the bartender who was smirking and staring at me.

“I’m Judah”, he said staring at my cleavage.

I cleared my throat as he dragged his eyes slowly to my face probably to make an effect that was lost to me.

Was that supposed to be sexy?

I ignored him and let my eyes wander lazily around the club.

Paradise Club was a club for the wealthy no doubt, rich men were everywhere, their clothing and accessories an obvious giveaway coupled with the cash many threw at the exotic dancers.

My breath caught in my throat as I met a pair of captivating eyes staring at me, I had never seen such beautiful eyes before. Hazel blue eyes that felt like they could see through me. I couldn’t look away.

He was hot with neat black low-cut hair, plump pink lips, and neatly trimmed beards. He was sitting down holding a glass of wine like he owned the place, he oozed confidence. Well-defined arms with tattoos, he wore a simple black tee and jeans, casual but it added to his sexiness.

Snap out of it Mila, I said to myself appalled that I had just eyefucked an unknown man.

Cooper did well to starve me and now I’m lusting after random men at the bar.

His name jolted me back to my dilemma and a lone tear slipped from my eyes which I wiped immediately.

I won’t cry for Cooper anymore, he was probably fucking Brittany now after ruining my life.

A delicious scent hit my nostrils, expensive perfume and all-male making me whip my head around.

The handsome hunk was close to me, I didn’t even notice when he had come over too engrossed in my thoughts.

He was tall and that body was hot, he was built differently. This man was fine.

He pulled out a stool and sat right next to me as I stared open-mouthed. His scent combined with the way he was staring at me made me dizzy and horny.

Shit..

I turned my head around and downed the remaining vodka in my glass.

I winced slightly as the liquid burned my throat leaving my body feeling warm.

“Hello beautiful”, his deep voice said sending chills straight down my body and making me wet.

Fuck, this was shameful, must be this drink. What did Judah put in it?

Turning slowly, I looked at him taking in his features up close.

My throat became dry, I wanted a taste of those lips. Would it be so bad?

“Hi”, I said clearing my throat and trying to phase out from whatever this was.

“I couldn’t get my eyes off you the moment you stepped in beautiful, I’m Ryan”.

He couldn’t get his eyes off me???

“Mind telling me your name?”, he said in that sexy voice making me blush when I realized I had been staring looking lost.

“Mila”, I said tearing my eyes away.

Cooper used cheesy lines too to get me and I fell like a fool.

“Mila”, he repeated, “beautiful just like you”.

I turned to him, my breath catching in my throat, he looked like he meant it.

“What do you want”, I said cutting to the chase.

He didn’t look angry at my tone instead he smiled showing off pearly white teeth that sparkled in between those juicy lips. My heart fluttered, skipping a beat.

“I want a lot”, Ryan said licking his lips, making my heart beat faster and my panties get wetter.

This man was confident, I would be too if I looked like that.

“A lot, like what ?”, I asked, my voice reeking with lust which I had tried to mask but failed miserably.

His expression changed showing that he caught on, I was too obvious.

I was flirting, I don’t know what empowered me but it was exhilarating. Maybe it was the alcohol in my system or the fact that I hadn’t been laid in months or maybe I just wanted to feel desired. A part of me was asking me to stop but another part that felt cheated on was urging me to continue.

His head inched closer leaving a very tiny space between our lips.

“Can you give me what I want”, he said staring at at me with unconcealed desire.

My heart was beating impossibly fast. It was impossible to look away.

This was crazy, would it be so bad to give in, what did I have to lose, how bad could my day possibly get ending it with a hot stranger?

Cooper had been cheating on me and then ditched me for his girlfriend without a second thought.

Why was I overthinking this?

It is bad to move on so fast, just like that…or is it?

It’s time to stop being good girl Mila, where did that get me?

I wanted to feel desired, I wanted to feel like a woman. I might never get this opportunity again, I might as well do this and go back to living the rest of my life as a nun.

And then I made a crazy decision….

“Maybe”, I purred seductively not missing the way he swallowed hard, his Adam Apple bobbing.

I had that effect on him?

“Let’s get out of here”, he said gruffly earning a nod from me.

I’m sure I looked like a lizard when I nodded because of my eagerness.

He brought out his card and paid for my drink and I didn’t miss the way Judah the bartender looked..was that jealousy?

I couldn’t dwell on it when my entire mind was on what was about to happen, my body making it impossible to think properly. My panties were soaked in anticipation.

Images of this sexy man sliding in and out of me filled my mind making my pussy clench.

Control yourself, Mila, only that I couldn’t.

I followed him out of the club admiring his body, his gait, and his ass, images of me grabbing his ass while he thrusts in and out of me filled my mind.