Blue Eyes Night Club Novels & Stories

It was a bit pre-emptive to assume the trade had succeeded. Still, she knocked. If only after a short while. Waited with bated breath for the man she wasn’t sure would answer. Could hardly smile as he did. Stood before her with the same moustache she could imagine brushing her clitoris with his tongue rooted inside of her, he cocked a soft grin. A curtain of raven hair tumbled over his eyes as he peered down at her. A gentle smile creased either side of his mouth. An unfounded sense that all would work itself out overcame Blue to the point she couldn’t help but rock forward on her toes and huff as deeply as she could the man’s cologne. And so, she pleaded with him gently. “I know you said we

Naomi’s eyes gleamed with excitement “Naomi focus please” “I’m sorry” she quickly scribbled down the description. “Okay, so we are looking for a tall, muscular guy, with black hair, tanned skin, and dark blue eyes. It was evident that this man left a mark on Ruby, however, the problem now was finding him, it was like finding a needle in a haystack. However, Naomi was no quitter. “Alright,” she said, setting the notepad aside. “We’ll start by going to Zen Night Club. Maybe someone there remembers him or knows anything about him. We might even get lucky and run into him if he is a regular there .” Ruby nodded eagerly.

The night shone at its peak, an enticing darkness, there, a person with the most charming looks, eyes bluer than any blue, gleaming like sapphire was in a club. His club, to be exact. His soft raven locks were messy with a strong build up, fingers clasped around the glass.. “Ah.. what an alluring yet lonely night.” His long, husky sigh came, a smirk not leaving his lips. An appealing aura is always around him. His eyes searched around the club, for his source of pleasure.

Ivy asked. "Asap, bish. If you can make it tonight before the spot gets taken, I'll send you the address. It's Klub Rush." "Yes, I'll be on my way." Ivy gets to the club downtown, and this wasn't what she was expecting. The decor was on another dimension. The use of artworks and paintings in the passageway that leads to one of the biggest clubs in New York—not that Ivy knows of any club in New York—was huge. The mixture of red and blue lights gave it a very enigmatic feeling of seduction.

Jamie was in her element as she prattled on, “Cold eyes, a piercing blue…” Suddenly, Bianca found herself picturing the man she had noticed at the restaurant, the man who had been lunching alone, but had seemed so interested in the goings-on at Dom’s restaurant the previous afternoon. “Blue…did you say blue eyes?” She hesitated and her face scrunched up as she tried to describe the man she had seen, “Like…like glassy, dead… blue eyes?” she cried. The Delano sisters and Karina, who had been standing nearby, whispering loudly, turned as one.

“I’ve got to go” “Okay” my voice is low “I’m going to head over to the lodge in a bit. His gaze held mine and just like the first night I met him, I get lost in those deep beautiful blue eyes. His hands fall to my hips, “I’ll see you tonight?” his eyes are searching, holding mine captive, making me fall for him all over again. I lick my lips, drawing his eyes to them, just as I wanted, “Of course” “You’ll tell me if you’re planning anything won’t you?”

A tall man in black suit walked into the club and all the bouncers there rushed to greet him. His crystal blue eyes searched the whole dancefloor but he seemed not to find what he was looking for, he reached for his phone to dial a number as his eyes roam around the whole room before settling on a blonde sitting at the bar with four extra women. She looked so happy as she was downing her glass content.

He might as well as dead instead. The club was dim lighted, switching from the colors of red to purple and blue as the various laser and spot lights danced in the room along with the music blasting from the speakers mixed with the cheers and voices of the clients while the exotic dancers and others call them as strippers swayed with the melody of the song.

, 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.

As I wandered around the lobby I enjoyed the looks that I was getting from the few people still wandering around at ten pm on a Friday night. Normally my appearance is not all that remarkable, I am a tall , slim very attractive, brunette. My most noticeable feature being a pair of amazing crystal blue eyes that most people think are contacts. Today however I had a private showing at The Black Flame, a notorious Goth club where Black Masses are held in secret every Friday night, well secret to all but those who attend. The showing ran late and unaware there was a delay I raced to the airport without taking the time to change so needless to say I was quite a sight especially for boring old lit