One Night

I always love to party. I always go to bars and clubs and party all night. With what I've been dealing with in my life right now, partying is the way for me to get all my anger and anxiety out. I was bouncing my body up and down to the loud music, standing by the VIP lounge. My eyes closed and my head swung side to side feeling the music take over me. I feel free when I'm not with my suffocating quote and quote "family member". "Nix!" Harley yelled over the music. My long-time best friend was swaying his body while walking towards me. I could see from the club’s lighting that he was followed by two other men eyeing him from head to toe. "What the hell are you doing here? Let's go to the dance floor!" He yelled again. I shook my head, I yelled back, "I'm cool here! I'll be fine! Go dance with them! You'd be fine without me!" Harley glanced at the men behind him waiting and looking at him in full-on lust mode. He turned his attention back to me and winked at me like a horny b***h. "C'mon! This is my birthday! And you can't let me dance by myself!" Harley pulled me and I almost lost my balance. It made us both laugh. Moments later, I found myself dancing crazily on the dance floor with Harley. We kept laughing, most definitely because we were drunk already. My sweat was all over my body and I felt thirsty. I didn't realize, because I was too hooked on dancing, that Harley was already making out on the dance floor with the two men following him earlier. I chuckled, shaking my head and left him with whoever he had his mouth on. I walked towards the bar and ordered another drink. I watched as Harley continuously made out with some strangers. "Is your friend single?" I was surprised by someone that spoke next to me. I turned and found myself staring at a handsome guy holding a bottle of beer in his hand. He had his eyes on Harley making out with some of his new friends tonight. I yelled over the music, "yeah he is. You can join them if you want. He's into those orgy things." I smirked and turned my back on Harley just in time for the bartender to serve my drink. I could see from my peripherals that the guy next to me turned his attention on me. The bartender smiled at me, “This is on the house, Nix!” I bit my lower lip as I smiled at the cute bartender, “You didn’t put anything on my drink, did you?” The bartender leaned closer to my face, ready to flirt, “I don’t need to put anything on your drink to make you go out with me.” I giggled, “thanks for the drink and no I’m not going out with you, sorry.” The bartender laughed right before his attention was called by another customer. Then the guy next to me moved closer, bumping his arm into mine. I stared at him and I noticed his pretty face again. "Are you into that?" he asked me suddenly. “Excuse me?” “I’m asking if you’re into threesomes or orgies.” I was appalled when he asked me a very personal question. I backed away from him a little bit until I bumped into someone behind me. The person behind me wasn’t bothered, so I left it be. I turned to face the guy in front of me, "Isn't it rude to ask someone a personal question like that?" He licked his lips and smiled at me. For some horny reason, it instantly sent signals to my groin. He looked deliciously inviting with the way he sat on the bar stool while leaning his back on the bar. He was looking at the people on the dance floor but I had my eyes on him. I let myself feast on his entire body from his perfectly chiseled jaw down to his chest and the way his thin white shirt evidently showed he had nice flat abs. My eyes darted next to that bulge just under the buckle of his belt and it made me lick my lips in anticipation. His thighs were muscled just proportioned to his body. I noticed one thing that made him more attractive. His tattoos trailed from his arms down to his hands and fingers. It seemed like there was more on his shoulder just hidden under his sleeve. Why do I find guys with tattoos sexy and hot? I bit my lip. When I looked up, he was already staring at me, "Are you though?" I furrowed my brow, "I'm sorry?" "Into threesome?" I backed away again and huffed annoyingly. I shook my head in disbelief and walked away from him without looking back. Sometimes bodies like that belong to perverts like him. I was already in the middle of the dancefloor when I was pulled back and I bumped into the hard chest of the same guy. He smiled at me and I felt myself blush. "That means no, right?" I tried to back away but then he held my lower back gently and whispered closer to my ear. "Because I'm not into it either... I'm possessive and if I want someone, I just want them for myself." Then he pulled away, leaving me breathless. He looked like the bad boy type that I like. I wanted to meet someone like him, someone that enjoys the same life that I enjoy. A guy that I could bring home and pissed the hell out of my stepbrother. I chuckled at the idea because I picture what he would like when he is pissed off as hell. The guy held onto my finger without taking his eyes off of me. He slowly tangled his fingers in mine and gently pulled me towards him. From then, we started dancing to music. At first, we were just staring at each other. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and little by little our bodies got closer. We started dancing to a sensual song. I turned my back on him and he moved closer behind me. I could feel his body on my back. I felt his hand on my waist, and slowly I felt his arms wrapped around me. Our bodies were against each other and I could feel how warm his skin was. We swayed with the music and I was already drowning by the way his body sensually rubbed against mine. I let go of myself when I felt him bury his nose in my neck and inhale the perfume I sprayed on it earlier. I could feel the bulge of his pants rubbing on my ass. I've never danced with anyone this close, especially a stranger. He pulled me closer to him and I could feel how toned his body was. His touch was made of fire, spreading heat throughout my entire being. I could feel my tongue licking my lips from the sensation I'm feeling right now. His other hand was caressing one of my thighs, sometimes touching me close to my groin, and that was making me horny. He started kissing my neck and it made me moan. I don't even know his name and I'm letting him do this to me. I turned and faced him and from the way the light danced on the dance floor, I knew he was looking at me hungrily. He wrapped one of his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him roughly this time. Our faces just inches apart from each other, I could feel his breath on my lips. Just when I was about to kiss him, Harley pulled me back, "f**k it, Nix! Alistair's right-hand is here looking for you!" I was shocked, "what the f**k?! How did he know where I was?" "I don't know! Quick, if he sees you here, he's gonna be f*****g furious!" I turned around and I couldn't find the guy that I was supposed to make out with. But I didn't have time to look for him. I ran towards the back and it was a dead end. I was gonna run back to the dance floor when I saw Alistair talking to some of the bouncers. Fuck! f**k! Why couldn't he just let me be?! I need to get out. I was about to run and just planned to dodge Alistair when I suddenly got pulled inside the men's room and into one of the cubicles. My mouth was covered by a hand big enough to choke me. I struggled and muffled a scream. Then he whispered, "shhh... be quiet." I didn't recognize who it was until I turned my face sideways. It was the same guy on the dance floor. He let go of me and signaled for me to be quiet. Someone barged into the door but didn’t seem to bother checking the cubicles. “He’s not here. Go check the ladies' room and the staff room!” When they left, I sighed in relief, “Oh my god.” "Are you a criminal of some sort?" the guy suddenly asked me with a smirk. "No... I'm not... I'm just-..." I stopped when he hushed me. He stood quite taller than me. The cubicle was too small to fit us both in, so you can imagine how crowded it was with both of us there. The toilet bowl is already occupying too much space, let alone having the two of us inside. Some people went inside the men's room and were all laughing and talking crazy stuff. "I can't be here, I need to go," I was gonna go out when he stopped me by the arm. I looked at his hand and then at his face. For some unimaginable reason, a lot of things flashed through my mind. I just couldn't stop myself anymore, and to hell with it, I kissed him.