Chapter 4

“This is your fourth drink. You need to take it easy, babe,” Yvonne said, grabbing the empty shot cup from my hand. I nodded at her words and gave her a thumbs up. I wasn’t drunk yet and it was getting me annoyed.

“I’m not going to do anything stupid, allow me to get drunk,” I sighed and rested my head on the counter.

After I left my father’s house to return home, Yvonne offered to go to the club in the evening. Needing to get my mind off things, I agreed.

Well, the situation hadn’t changed at all. I got more irritated when men would approach me with stupid pick up lines and try to buy me a drink.

“Stop with this face, babe. I really don’t like it,” Yvonne said to me but I ignored her and waved down the bartender.

“Can I have another shot? And keep them coming please,” I told the hot bartender. He looked at me with a worried look before turning to Yvonne.

“Is your friend alright?” he asked and Yvonne shook her head telling him no. I huffed and crossed my arms across my chest.

“Aren’t I paying for my shots?”

“Vera,” Yvonne nudged my arm but I rolled my eyes and glared at the bartender. He raised his hands up in defeat and went to get my order ready.

“When I wanted you to come here, I didn’t mean you should get dead drunk,” Yvonne said with a sigh and I waved her off.

Three shots later and I was in the dance floor, dancing my heart out. Who could imagine a depressed woman like me would be dancing like she just got her first paycheck?

I turned around, wanting to go to the bar but bumped into someone, causing me to stumble. Arms grabbed my waist to steady me and I felt my head sway with dizziness.  

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled as I held onto the person’s expensive shirt to stand straight. I raised my head and my eyes locked with pretty green ones.

“It seems you’ve had too many drinks,” he said with a chuckle. I grinned.

“Is it that obvious?” I giggled and his arms tightened around me. I noticed his gaze dropping and going back up to my face.

“Bad say?” he asked and I looked down at our chests that were pressed against each other. My boobs were nearly spilling out.

“You look pretty?” I blurted when I studied his face and he chuckled. I didn’t think twice before pulling him down to kiss him.

He muttered something into my mouth but I chose to ignore it, enjoying the feeling of his soft lips against mine. I rocked my body into his, wanting more closure.

He broke the kiss and wrapped a hand around my neck gently, making me look up at him. “You’re going to end up regretting this if you continue,” he said to me.

I grinned, “Says who?”

I saw a glint of desire in his eyes and it encouraged me to run my hand down his chest and tug on the buckle of his belt. Satisfaction filled me when his jaw clenched.

I brought my hand to his hand that was on my neck and traced his veins. “Or I’ll just help myself out,” I said. My lips closed shut when his grip on my neck tightened but not harshly. He let me go and grabbed my arm.

“You’re going to regret this,” he said in my ear but I was too concerned about the tingles that it sent down my back.

I followed him out of the club and into his car. When we got to his house, he didn’t spare me a breath before pinning me to the wall and kissing me. Heat pooled between my thighs as I kissed him back hungrily.

When was the last time I felt like this? I gasped in pleasure when his hands grabbed my ass and he carried me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.

“Someone’s eager,” he teased as he walked up the stairs to a room. He sat on the bed with me straddling him and zipped down my dress.

I gasped, throwing my head back when he enclosed one of my nipples in his mouth. The feeling only ecstasy spread through making me grab his shoulders.

With one swift move, I was laying on the bed with him on top of me. Our clothes were discarded and I saw him grab a condom.

“Want me to put it on?” I asked giddily, looking up at him. He raised a brow and held it out. I got in my knees and took it from him before tearing it and helping him put it on. I have no idea where this confidence came from.

He turned me around on all fours and I had my ass up in the air. I nearly choked when he slipped into me. He groaned and I arched my back in pleasure.

“Fuck!” I cried out when he grabbed my waist, slamming into me again and again.

Pleasure filled me as he increased his pace. “Yes!” I moaned and he groaned in response.

He turned me around to lay on my back and slammed into me again, knocking the senses out of me.

“Does it hurt?” he asked, licking eyes with me. I shook my headand grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down to kiss me. He obliged and kissed me, tweaking my nipples in his hands as he continued with his strokes.

This was pure euphoria.

“More!” I cried out, arching my back when I felt I was getting close. He held my hips and pulled out before turning me back on all fours again.

His pace was quicker this time. My toes curled as I felt him get sloppier. His groans became more and I knew he was as close as I am.

“I’m almost there,” I moaned. I gasped when I felt a smack on my ass.

“Hold it.”

“I c-can’t,” I stuttered. Not with his pace. He’ll make it harder. He didn’t stop, instead he smacked my ass again making me push into him again I’m pleasure.

“Hold it,” he repeated and I closed my eyes. I was running mad.

“Okay, baby. Let it out,” he said and I cried out when my release burst through me.

I felt him slowly slip out of me and stand up to discard the condom. I fell to the bed, still shaking as I came down from my high.

“Let’s clean up. I’ll have the maids change the sheets,” I heard him say as he approached me. I turned to the side of the bed and got up.

My legs were wobbly, so he grabbed me and carried me up in his arms. I didn’t object, feeling a bit tired. He didn’t say anything as he walked to the bathroom and placed me in the bathtub before turning on the tap.

He got in with me and I felt myself move closer to him, needing closure. He let me rest on him. We didn’t say a word to each other as we washed ourselves.

We got out and dried ourselves before going back to the bed that had its sheets already changed.

It didn’t take long before I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed in an unfamiliar room.

My eyes widened, “Have I been kidnapped?”

I got out of the bed and whimpered when I felt a sting between my legs. “No, no, no!” I exclaimed in fear when I looked down at what I was wearing.

A man’s shirt!

Did I just have a one night stand?