Mr. Eduardo- My Obsession

CHAPTER 5

I was swept away by his moves and his velvety voice.

He had an oddly calming aura around him, but he also had a dangerous look in his eyes.

I kept on looking up at his eyes, trailing my fingers all over his face and finally touching his lips.

I felt a spark immediately. I touched them which made me gasp and pull apart from him.

He smirked knowingly, looking at me through narrow eyes.

“You're a great dancer” I whispered softly.

He sighed, “you're a wonderful dancer yourself.”

I thought to myself, ‘most men would get to groping me and shoving their tongue down my throat’.

We kept on dancing to two more songs and by the end of the third, I needed another drink.

“I need a drink” I said to him, already walking towards the bar.

He stopped me, loosely holding my hand in his palm.

His hands were soft but firm. I didn't want to pull away, but I did because it was unfamiliar territory.

“Please, let me buy you a drink,” he said calmly.

I nodded and gestured for him to lead the way. I used the opportunity of him walking in front of me to admire his physique.

He had a firm back, and he was dressed like he just came from work and took off his jacket.

I spied Dee from the corner of my eye and threw her a wink which she smirked at. I kept admiring the way he walked with power.

The crowd was unconsciously parting for him as he walked, and I just followed solemnly.

When we got to the bar, the bartender didn't wait for a signal and just walked towards him expectantly.

This made me raise my eyebrows suspiciously, but I made no comment.

“What would you like to drink? A martini or do you want to do shots?” He asked teasingly.

I smiled, ‘he seemed to know my tastes well’.

“Shots. Let's do shots” I said, nodding.

“Coming right up,” the bartender said and walked away.

I looked up at him with shy eyes, but he was already staring at me intensely.

“Why do you keep staring at me like that?” I said suspiciously.

He was quiet at first which made me nervous, then he smiled a little.

“You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen,” he said in reply.

I blushed immediately at the comment, not expecting it.

“Oh…well .... you don't look bad yourself” I said, tripping over my words.

I cursed internally at the slip of composure, but it immediately vanished when I saw the soft look in his eyes.

I leaned towards him seductively, I had decided I was attracted enough to him. I had a feeling he felt the same way too.

I placed a hand on his thighs, squeezing slightly at the hardness underneath.

“What do you plan to do after this?” I cooed in his ears.

He sighed heavily, noticing my hand on his thigh.

“Be patient, you'll soon find out” he said, taking my hand and kissing it lightly.

I evaporated. I was not expecting that answer, and it made me very anxious.

The bartender chose that time to return with the drinks, setting them in front of us and walking away.

I took the first glass and shot him a glance. He took his, and we clinked our glasses and drank them.

After five more rounds of shots, I was effectively drunk.

Not too drunk that I didn't know what I was doing but drunk enough to feel the buzz and the tension between us.

“Come on, it's time to go,” he said, taking my hand and leading me to the door.

I took out my phone and clumsily sent a quick text to Dee. She didn't respond, so I kept looking down at the phone as we walked.

Suddenly, we stopped, so I looked up to see why.

We were standing in front of a sleek Mercedes-Benz, and it had a driver inside.

Confused, I looked around to see if there were any other cars and we were at the wrong one.

But he tugged my hand and led me into the car.

“This is yours?” I asked incredulously.

He smirked and nodded ruefully. He was very modest. I would've been bragging if I owned something like this.

And he even had a driver, that was so classy.

“Cool. You’re someone important then?” I asked offhandedly.

“I guess you can say so” he said, looking at me with untamed eyes.

I was suddenly enthralled by his eyes, taking the initiative to draw closer to him.

He leaned down and took my lips in his fiercely.

I moaned softly as he swiped his tongue along my lower lip.

He bit my lips softly, causing me to gasp in surprise, which allowed him to thrust his tongue hungrily into my mouth.

I moaned again and moved to straddle him. He ran his hands all over my body whilst my dress rode up my thighs.

He grabbed my legs and positioned me in a way that as we kissed, I could still feel his erection under me.

He groaned when I rubbed myself against him, unconsciously humping him in the process.

Suddenly, the car stopped, and we pulled apart.

Breathing heavily, I felt the high I was feeling a second ago come down a little.

I was embarrassed to remember that we weren't the only people in the car.

I was too drunk to care, but still I shot an apologetic look at him.

But he was just smiling knowingly, before I could question him, I was being taken out of the car and into a fancy building.

In the elevator, we couldn't keep our hands off of each other, so we kept kissing till we made it to his penthouse.

From the door, we started losing all our clothes so when we finally got to the bed we were both naked.

He stopped kissing me briefly to find a condom on his bedside table. I used that moment to admire his profile and his luscious lips.

We spent the better part of the night making love to each other, with him administering sweet nothings into my ears.

I started falling asleep immediately after we were done. And the last thing I heard was him calling my name sweetly, repeatedly like a lullaby.

“Ariana…my sweet Ariana”.