Perfect Imperfections!

Chapter- 2

Karner’s P.O.V.

I walk in the club and spot a few familiar faces right away. It is a VIP elite members-only club where you can meet celebrities, businessmen, wealthy socialites and executives; such people for whom money is no object. A single drink at this club will cost you double or more the price of the whole bottle of whatever alcohol you’re consuming. Nobody asks for a price as the unwritten rule of swiping black platinum cards is casual here. But people don’t come here to get frequent on alcohol and be rash. Either they are here to increase their business network or for secret ‘elite class’ hookups away from the spotlight and media.

I sit on the bar and order my regular drink while waiting for Noah. He should be reaching here anytime now.

“Here’s your drink, Karner.” Luke puts the glass in front of me. He is working here as a bartender for over a year and being a regular at the club, he is familiar with my needs.

“Thank you, Luke.” I smile warmly and gulps down half of the drink.

“Woah! Had a rough day?”

“Yeah, kind of. I need something strong to get my mind off the stress tonight.”

“Coming right up for you, Luke’s special.” I chuckle at him.

My phone flashes and I pick up to check the message. It’s from Noah.

“Sorry babycakes, dad is lecturing me about convertible like I’m a 12-year old. Also, I think I kind of blew off the deal so maybe he’s madder about that? I’ll see you in the morning. Don’t be too mad. Love you. xx”

What? Did he abandon me here alone? Noah f*****g Spencer, I swear to god, I’ll kill you the second I’ll see you now.

I turn off the phone and throws it in my purse. Can this day be any worse?

I finish my drink and slam the glass down.

“Why are you fuming, Karner? What’s wrong?” Luke comes back looking at my face and serves another drink.

“Nothing new. Noah cancelled and now I’m stuck here alone. Just get me more shots.” I gulp down the other drink and feel my throat burning.

I pick another glass and sharply turn around to go towards the private lounge but bumps into a hard chest. My drink spills all over a stranger’s shirt.

“Watch where you’re going.” I look up and like what I see then looks down at his shirt that’s ruined.

“I am sorry.”

“I will accept your apology if you guess my name.” He leans in and whispers in my ear.

Playing games with me? I like that.

‘I don’t need to guess.” I confidently held his eyes, ‘You’re Derek Scott, works at Grayson, Rosen and Latham LLP.”

“Impressive.” Derek dramatically bows before me and extends his hand. I shook his hand and smiles warmly.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He asks.

“After I ruined your shirt? Well, I don’t mind another one.”

“Anything to keep your beautiful company, Karner Blue.” He smiles and a smirk grows at the corner of my mouth. I take a seat at the bar while observing this familiar stranger in silence.

Silver-blonde curls and blue eyes- an unusually sexy combination. He has a chocolate boy face and the arrogance to go with it. Dressed up in a crisp Italian dark blue suit, he probably drives an expensive flashy car and earns a handsome six-figure income like the rest of the executives who hung around in this trendy and elite bar.

“So what would you like to have?

“Luke knows my order.” I coil my head to his direction. “A whisky on the rocks will be good.”

“Nice choice. You like it strong.” He orders drinks then looks back at me.

“So, tell me a little about yourself, Karner.”

I tilt my face a little and raise an eyebrow.

“Like you don’t know me already, Derek?”

He chuckles hearing my answer. “Just a way to begin a conversation with a beautiful lady. You seem a little tired, had a rough day?”

I nod while playing with my fingers on my lap. “Long and hectic. Just a boring day.”

His eyes sparkle devilishly as they examine me up and down while I am talking.

“I wouldn’t call anything about you boring.”

“Really? And what would you call it?”

“Beautiful? Fiercely hot? Fascinating? Vibrant?”

I blush a little but conceal it and place my hand on his strong thigh.

What am I doing? It’s probably the alcohol in me!

“Is that all?” I hear my voice more seductive than usual.

“Not even close. I am just starting.”

His voice is getting hoarse. He examines me seductively from head to toe probably stripping off my clothes in his mind. I feel the heat rising at my core. As the drinks are served, I remove my hand and notice a tiny flicker of disappointment in his eyes. He seemed to think his one drink would get him to at least first base with me.

I take my glass and raise it to him, thanking for the drink, and downed the shot in one quick gulp.

“Who are you here with?” I ask him.

“A bunch of friends from work.”

“Do you want to go back to them?”

“Why would I want to go anywhere else when I have your company?” He leans in and whispers hotly in my ear. I can smell the alcohol mixed in his minty breath.

“Perfect!” I finish the drink and look away at the couples dancing on the floor, hand in hand. I love to dance but don’t often find partners who could match my flexible and smooth dance moves. People say I dance exceptionally well and I accept that compliment.

Derek notices my gaze and holds my hand softly.

“May I have the pleasure to dance with you, gorgeous?”

I look back at him and smiles.

“Aren’t you such a gentleman? Sure, I’d love to.” I finish my last drink and place my hand on his, allowing him to lead me to the dance floor.

A familiar pop song was thumping out of the sound system and a few couples are enjoying it while entangled in each other.

I place my palms on his shoulders and moves closer to him. He cups my waist and glides her skillfully on the limited space on the floor among other couples. We keep dancing for two consecutive songs trying to outdo each other but neither of us seems to gain victory.

Suddenly, the music change and a familiar slow tempo song comes up. Derek refuses to relinquish his firm hold.

His arms circle my waist, pulling me closer against his hard chest. I wrap my arms around his neck and we twirl around in a slow-motion, gazing into each other’s eyes. He lowers his hand and leans brushing my lips against mine.

I smirk and pulls away teasingly.

Derek reaches out for me again but I playfully angle my head away. Impatiently, he grips the nape of my neck and holds in such position that I have no way out. 

I laugh and kisses him back softly. My fingers rake into his hair playing with the curls, taking from him what she wanted. His tongue slips into my mouth and I moan with pleasure, both fighting for the dominant position.

“What do you think about getting out of here?” He whispers while kissing my neck hungrily.

“My place.” I pull away and drag him along leaving outside.

“But my car, I-“

“I don’t want to get stuck with paparazzi. My apartment is closer. We can get there quickly in my car.” I don’t wait for his response and dash inside.

Derek doesn’t wait for another second and gets on the back seat with me.

“That’s such a diva status.” He grins and we speed off back to my place.

“I am not a diva. Buckle up.”

“Yeah, you are. You’re a celebrity and the daughter of a wealthy socialite.”

I mentally sigh and refuse to argue with him looking outside the window. I am tired of people who have preconceived ideas about me without knowing me at all. Besides, I don’t care what he thinks, as I only want one thing from him tonight, the same thing that he wants from me.

He has an attractive body and that’s all that I am interested in.

We reach in less than ten minutes and I quickly get inside. We enter a fancy building and I lead him straight to a private elevator.

“Is this where you live? This is no apartment.” Derek murmurs against my lips. “It’s a diva’s penthouse.”

“Sshhhh! Do we really need to talk about this right now? For a hot guy, you really talk a lot.”

“Then try something else to shut me up. Maybe your best moves?” He smirks.

As the elevator doors open, we enter inside and the whole world disappears. I rip off his shirt without wasting another second. He pulls me closer and connects his lips with mine. His tongue slips back into my mouth swirling and I moan louder.

“I have been wanting to do this to you since the moment I first saw you, Karner.” He kisses me harder and his hand goes under my dress caressing the back in soft circles.

As the passion fuels up, I can’t think of anything else but shutting my brain off and f*****g this man tonight.

Ding!

A bell notifies that we have arrived. Derek steps out of the elevator tugging me with him. I shove him against the wall next to the closing doors.

“You’re so beautiful, Karner. I want you all for me.”

I take off his shirt, unbuckle his trousers and he lets out a welcoming growl.

“You just don’t have patience, do you?”

“Why do I need that? Don’t you like it more this way?”

"Yes, you’re right.” His eyes flicker with lust and his mouth finds mine again in a hungry kiss. Heat fills me up inside and a moan escapes my mouth.

Kisses are not enough. I need more of him.

His hand slips under my dress and cups my butt, while his other hand pulls the hem of my dress upwards.

“As much I like this dress on you Karner, I need you out of it.”

He turns me around and unzips the dress in a quick motion. I shiver a little as a gust of cold air touches my naked skin.

‘Good lord.” He cries out huskily as his fingers touch the lace suspenders that I’m wearing underneath.

“You’re so hot.” He groans as his fingers trails over my slender thighs. I hold a moan and looks down at him.

“Did I tell you, you talk a lot?” I playfully move away from him a little as his fingers touch my moist sensitive part feeling the wetness.

“Don’t tease me now, darling.” He pleads and unclasps the hook, letting it fall on the ground and freeing my breasts.

I try to turn around but he doesn’t let me. I move my butt against his erection, feeling him aroused all for me. I caress it with gently moving my hips against it.

“Nice try, sexy.”

He keeps me pinned to the wall as he leaves a trail of hot kisses from my neck and down my spine. I feel goosebumps take over my body with his every touch.

I pull him back up from holding softly from his hair and kisses his mouth.

“Come with me,” I whisper against his lips and leads him to the bedroom.

I push him down on the bed and crawls up, sitting on the top of him. I lean down and starts kissing his neck, shoulder and going down his chest leaving dark hickeys which will remind him of me when I’ll no longer be his and he will crave for it more.

He groans louder and rolls overcoming on top of me.

“Gosh, I can’t wait anymore to have you.” He goes down and slowly runs his tongue over my sensitive spot. I shiver.

“f**k! You are so wet for me.” His eyes meet mine for a brief second as he inserts a finger inside me and curls it. I arch my back and try to swallow my moan as I feel that I am on the verge of release from the intensity of this moment.

“You are so stunning. So beautiful.”

“Derek, please! Just. Don’t. Stop.”

“What do you want me to do? He groans louder.

I help him slipping on a condom and from there, we go on a journey that always makes me feel ecstatic pleasure, sheer bliss, and temporary heaven, whatever you call it.

We do it one more time and then I shower. I slipped on a comfortable silk robe and calls a cab to drop Derek to wherever his car was.

That’s the best part- have some ecstatic pleasure with no strings attached!

I check the time and it’s already past 3 a.m. Tomorrow would be another long day in the office. I do not want to be reeking of alcohol or nursing another hangover.

I pop two pills with a bottle of sparkling water, lays down in the bed and lifts the satin sheets over my naked body calling it a night.