Chapter 2- Passion Filled Night
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" Thank you so much for your help," I said as Cole and I returned to the bar with Derick out of sight and I wished out of my life too.
" Who was that guy if I might ask?" Cole asked as he took a seat while I did the same.
" Just my crazy ex," I said.
" Seems he isn't over you," Cole said and I couldn't help but scoff, he broke up with me, it's because he didn't want me.
" I doubt that."
I watched as Cole asked the bartender to bring the same drink I had earlier and I also asked the bartender to give me same. I wanted more drinks.
As soon as our drinks arrived I emptied the glass in one go and then demanded for another. I heard Cole chuckle but didn't pay him much attention.
" Gimme more," I said after my third glass but this time Cole waved his hand to the bartender to ignore me, so I went for his drink but he held my hand and I glared at him.
" But you took my drink away." I slurred. I was indeed drunk.
" You're drunk, I don't think you can handle any more drink." He said as he planted a kiss on my hand that he held and I couldn't help it, I blushed.
" Let's dance," I said as I stood from the stool and dragged him and I could tell he let me because he was a big man, and didn't look like someone you could easily pull around.
We were on the dance floor and his hand went around my waist, my back was to his front as I began swaying my hips to the music. I pressed my ass into his crotch, moving sensually to the music.
I felt his breath on my neck before he whispered but I couldn't clearly catch what he was saying because of the loud music, but I heard something between the line of…" play and dangerous."
I was being controlled by the alcohol because, in my normal senses, I don't think I'll be dancing with a stranger the way I was doing especially if I felt something hard being pressed to my butt.
" We should get out of here," Cole said and I turned to face him, his eyes mirrored lust like he had a lot of things he wanted to do to me.
" After you," he said as I bit my lips already leading the way.
Cole took my hand and led me outside the club and the fresh air hit my face quite different from the smell in the club.
My back suddenly hit the wall and lips covered mine. I moaned into the kiss as Cole ministered to my lips. When he finally broke from me, we continued our walk and then we got to a car, I'm guessing his. Well, it was his because the lights came on and he opened the door for me which I got in. Once again, I know I wouldn't get into a strangers car in my normal senses.
" You live here?" I asked as I looked at the big mansion that we packed in front. He came out of the car and opened the door for me and I stepped out but just as I was about to move he swept me off my feet in a bridal style and I couldn't help but gasp.
" Put me down, I can walk," I said but he didn't listen, he just continued walking with me in his arms, but as soon as we got into the house he dropped me down and my back hit the wall as he resumed kissing me from where we had stopped earlier.
Being drunk could make you do things you don't normally do. I don't think I would have even gotten into his car, but here I was with my lips being ravished by a man I just met and I didn't even care.
Clothes were being thrown, we didn't care where. My hands went to his belt and they wouldn't come open because of how eager I was.
" You seem desperate." Came his deep voice, the voice worked magic in my body.
My back hit the bed, wait? When did we even get to his room?
He kissed down my neck and I couldn't help but wonder, Derick never treated me like this, it was always all about what he wanted.
" Make Love to me," I whispered to him. He stopped what he was doing and looked me straight in the eyes before speaking.
" I plan to."
He didn't lie, and I don't think after him I would be satisfied by any other man.
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I yawned as I sat up on my bed then I stretched my hands but stopped mid-stretch. The first thing I noticed was the hand on my stomach, the second thing I noticed was that I wasn't in my bed or my room then finally I noticed the man that was on the bed with me.
I gasped as I covered my mouth with my hand.
Flashes of last night came rushing to my head like a flood. Cole, I remember his name.
I had started all this, I lured him and when I got drunk I started acting up. I had to leave, I had to leave before he wakes up.
I slowly took his hand that was lying on my stomach as I got out of bed. I looked around the room for my clothes but didn't find them, were we in so much hurry that we just threw our clothes anywhere?
I didn't have time, he could wake up any moment, so I walked to what looked like a walk-in closet and luckily I was right. I took the first shirt my hand landed on and quickly put it on, I had no underwear but the shirt was long enough to cover me. I couldn't go barefoot so I put my leg in his slippers, it was big but was better than nothing.
I picked the slippers up and tiptoed slowly. I heard him groan and stopped in my tracks hoping that he wouldn't wake up. When I saw that the coast was cleared I opened the door as quietly as I could. Luckily I spotted my purse neatly kept on the couch so I picked it up.
As soon as I was outside the house I practically ran. I called for a taxi and as soon as I saw the cab, I jumped into the car.
I thanked the driver as he dropped me in front of my house and I got out, making my way to my door.
That was one hell of a night.
I opened the door and walked in but I stopped in my tracks when I saw who was inside my house.
" What the f**k are you doing here?"
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