Chapter 2

~Nivea 

I stopped in front of the booming club and quickly gave a look at my surroundings for a familiar face. Seeing none, I went into the huge crowd of people dancing, drinking, and having fun. 

I had been to a club close to our college twice before with Nova and a group of our friends. And this one wasn't much different from that one which was exactly what I needed. 

I didn't want to encounter anyone who would recognize me, as I was on a mission here. 

A mission to taste real passion. Passion I have read about but never got to experience and wash away his disgusting touch from my soul, even if for a moment. 

Because I was scared I would never be able to permanently remove his stain from my soul, no matter what I did. 

The pounding music pulled at me to dance but I couldn't. I was in hunting mode and I needed to do it fast before I fell into a disgusting mess of tears and emotional pain. 

Seeing a lonesome handsome face with blonde hair standing next to the bar, sipping something from a red disposable plastic cup, I headed towards him. 

"Hi… Want to make out?" I asked straight to the point. 

The blonde gave me a puzzled look, his eyes doing a once over at my short dark gray dress and black heeled sandals and his lips pulled into a teasing smile. 

"Sure," 

He pulled me close and pushed me against the bar stand, capturing my lips with his and kissing me teasingly. 

Hmmm… This was nice, but it wasn't what I was looking for, so I pushed deeper into him, my breast squished against his hard chest, opening my mouth to deepen the kiss. 

He went with the flow, kissing me deeply, his palms reaching down to grab my butt, squeezing lightly. 

"Hey, Steve? Steve!" A voice shouted, interrupting the kiss I was getting lost in, but I ignored it. 

"Steve!" 

Suddenly, the blonde guy was pulled away from me. 

"Oh, sorry man! Thought you were my friend," The deep interrupting voice apologized, pulling my eyes to him and I got stuck staring at the specimen before me. 

Jezz! 

The newcomer's eyes met mine, causing me to lose myself in those gold orbs. I didn't want to be found, ever. 

"No probs man," The blonde was saying, when someone jostled gold eyes guy from behind, pushing him into me, my hands to his chest, and our eyes still hooked to each other. 

My eyes roamed his perfect face, his black as midnight hair, his angular nose which seemed to have been broken a couple of times, then stuck on his dark pink lower lip.

I want to lick that. I thought, then decided to do it. 

I pushed closer into him, and licked his bottom lip slowly, my tongue flicking it tentatively. 

Not satisfied, I pressed my lips against his, the cool warmth of his lips sending a sharp pleasure through me. 

Yes! This is it. 

Emboldened by the taste of that pleasure, I pressed my lips more firmly against his, kissing him, while he stayed silent, his muscled arms still around me, his eyes still on my face. 

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and captured my lips in his, ravishing me hungrily. 

We kissed and kissed, and I got so lost in him, nothing else mattered. 

Not my hellish marriage to my husband, Thomas, not my sister's Leukemia, not how horrible the past month has been and how horrible the coming months would be. Nothing. Nothing mattered, but the taste of this man in front of me. 

Wanting more, I hiked a leg around his trim waist, while he pressed his lower body more firmly against me so I could feel how his body was reacting to me. 

The same way my center was reacting to him by getting wetter and wetter. 

All these sensations coursing through my body and settling deep at the center of my lower part were strange to me, but it was exactly what I was looking for when I sneaked out into the night from Thomas's bedroom, hurting deep in my soul. 

After not enough time kissing, he suddenly pulled back, disengaging himself from me. 

"Sorry," He apologized, his voice husky and those amber eyes gleaming with what I assumed was want too. Because I wanted him. Badly. 

He chanced a glance behind him, and I looked up too, not seeing the blonde guy there. Maybe he had moved on. 

"It's kinda crowded here, not much privacy. How about we find somewhere more private?" He asked, his beautiful eyes twinkling devilishly. 

"Okay," I gave a small nod, my body still tingling from the kiss we just shared.

I was ready to see this to the end, and there was only one end I was hoping for. 

"Come," He grasped my right wrist and pulled me into the dancing crowd, his subtly muscled tall body, carving a path for me through the crowd. 

We got outside and he pulled me in the direction of a dark car, unlocking it for me to get inside. 

Once we were in, he drew me to him for another deep kiss, which immediately spiraled out of control, the both of us dueling with our tongues. 

"Jezz, you taste so good…" He groaned as he pulled away from my lips, his breath coming out of him fast-paced, while I tried to fuse our lips together again. 

"Huh, wait, let's get to the hotel first," He said laughingly, trying to place me back in my seat. I didn't even know when I had climbed on top of him. 

I didn't want to wait. I wanted to have him now before I lost my courage and started regretting. So, I gripped his hard length in my hand and squeezed tightly, pulling a long moan from him. 

"Fuck!" He groaned. "If that's what you want," He added, pushing my short gown up to my waist, while I helped unbuckle his jeans. 

In seconds, he was inside me, and it felt like heaven, the different sensations bombarding me till I felt like I was dying. 

I could die like this happy, I thought to myself, as I rode him, till all the feelings coalesced at my center then exploded in a rush of sensations that sent my head spinning, my eyes rolled back in my head, as I let out a loud moan of pleasure. 

Christ! This was exactly what I was looking for when I ran away in search of something to fill the chasm in my soul that was growing bigger, every day I stayed married to Thomas. 

At the thought of Thomas, my whole being plummeted, the warm energy that was coursing through me a second ago, dying instantly. 

I needed to get home now before he started searching for me.

As I made to get off his lap, a phone rang, breaking the sudden quiet that had enveloped the car as we both tried to catch our breath after the intense session we just had.  

"Yeah?" Goldeyed guy asked, answering the call. 

"I'm outside the club. Yes. No, you don't need to come out, I will come get it now, give me a few," He said, then hung up. 

"Sorry babe. I need to go get something from my friend inside the club. You will wait for me here, right? Just give me a few minutes and I'll be back, we've not been properly acquainted with each other yet," He added, giving me a wolfish look, his lips pulled up in a sexy smirk.

"I still need to see this sexy body without a stitch of clothing," He finished, placing a deep kiss on my mouth, then opened the driver's side door and left. 

Immediately I saw him disappear into the club, I quickly got out of the car, guilt and fear pushing me to make a hasty escape. 

I just cheated on my husband and if he found out, I was as good as dead.