Off Limits

Chapter 9

We arrive at the club and you can hear the music from the parking lot. Christina, applies her red matte lipstick, and pulls her skin tight mid-thigh dress down. Her hourglass frame would make anyone envious. Christina, has small breast like mine but she's blessed with curvy hips.

"Alright chica, let's head in."

Bright lights and beautiful bodies moving to the music is all I see. The women are beautiful and the men are definitely a sight. I'd never known Cubans, were all different shades of beautiful. We made our way to the bar and with my back to the bartender I watched the couples dancing, and without knowing my hips were swaying. It's impossible not to feel this music.

"Two cuervos please!"  I hear Christina yell over the music.

Christina faces me with a lime, and a salt rimmed shot glass. She demonstrates to me what I need to do and then hands me them.

"Together!"  I nod my head, and quickly feel the liquid burn my throat, and chest. "Bite down on the lime!"

"Oh my god that is horrible!" I yell at her, and she's dying of laughter.

"Next drink we have to say salud."

"What does that mean?"

"It means cheers." I nod in agreement. "Ok now let's dance."

Christina leads me to the dance floor and there are bodies all over moving to the beat. We both let the music take over and before I know it I feel the liquor working. A hand wraps around my waist and a beautiful man is using my body as his personal grinding tool. I don't stop dancing I let him lead me in the sultry dance. He turns me his way and signals me to follow his movements.

"Is this your first salsa?"

"Am I that bad?"

"No, you're doing great just follow me."

I imitate his movements from his, feet to his, and add my own flair. When he wrapped his hand around my waist my mind flashed to Shane, and the encounter we had earlier. The erection he pressed deep into my stomach and how my s*x grew wetter. The music was fast, hard, and intoxicating. By the time the song was over I was in need of a drink, and maybe even a cigarette.

"Well look at who has found her a salsa lover." Christina, says looking over at my dance partner.  "Ready?" she says holding up the shot glass and lime as she did before.

I nod and take the shot back and we both yell, "Salud!"

The night was flying by and Francisco, didn't miss a beat. Three shots down, two coronas, and one Malibu and pineapple later I'm having the time of my life. The DJ is playing some American hits. For the first time in a long time I fit. Christina, and I are dancing on each other while all the men watch us move our bodies.

I watch Francisco, as he stands at the bar. I wonder if he's thinking about taking me back to his place, or if he wonders what I taste like. The thoughts leave as I realize Christina, is on FaceTime with someone screaming over the music. The camera is on me and I instantly panic.

Shane and Will are staring at me through the camera. I watch Shane's expression when a hand grabs me by the waist and pulls me into him. Francisco, is doing exactly what he's been doing to me all night. But now the audience isn't the strangers, the audience is one person. Shane. For a second I think I should hold back and not press my ass into him but I quickly decide to do it. If he could have his c**k deep down her throat while I watch then this is child's play.

The call ends and I watch as Christina begins to dance with a sexy stranger. I'm not sure how much time has passes by but it only feels like a matter of seconds. Before I can catch my breath from the song I see him, Shane's moving through the crowd. Christina, lights up when she sees them but I on the other hand am utterly afraid.

"Having fun are we princess?" He says snatching me away from Francisco.

"What? No! I'm having fun." I reply.

Shane, has my wrist in his as he's pulls me close into him. He looks at me and then glares at Francisco and then he practically drags me out by the wrist.

"Shane." I call out trying not to look completely embarrassed as he leads me to the back of the club. "Shane!" I call out when we reach a dark corner section.

The lightning is sensual and the music is slow and melodic. I didn't realize how secluded we were from the rest of the club. Shane, backs me up against the wall. When I hit I feel my heart was slamming into my chest.

"What the f**k do you think you were doing?" He says placing both hands on either side of my face. "You're trying time make me jealous princess?"

"I was just dancing." I say trying to study my breathing.

"Is that what you were doing?"

"It's better than you catching me with a c**k down my throat." Liquid courage 1, Cassidy 0.

"You enjoyed seeing my c**k down her throat." He says as strokes my neck, and I swallow hard from the fingertips treading over my skin. "Were you planning on going home with him?"

"No. We were just dancing."

"Dancing?@

I don't speak I just nod my head and pray those fingers trail further down.

"Show me. Dance on me like you danced on him."

It's almost as if he's daring me to do it. Shane, adjusts himself and my body reacts to what I know I can't have. The slow melodic tune fills the air. I turn with my back to him, and I begin to slow grind my ass into his c**k. I twist my hips in slow deep circles. His hand wraps around my waist keeping my ass and his c**k together.

I arch my back and then wrap my arm around his neck as I continue the sweet friction. He plays my game for a minute and then like the tattoo that kept me up at night so will his next move. The hand that was once around my waist is now roaming over my stomach. Each inch of skin is now on fire where he's touched. The trail leads down to my aching p***y, and when he slides his hand inside of my pants. A moan slips my lips but it's covered up by the music.

"Princess, you're soaking wet." I don't speak. How can I speak? When his fingers are opening my folds. "Has anyone ever touched you here?" I shake my head no. "I could easily break you Cassidy." His statement is absolute.

"I'm already broken." I whisper, and everything stops within me.

I stop grinding, and realize I have just f****d up. I become tense and frigid. My stomach and mind are racing fifty miles per second. No. He can't know, no one can know. He catches on that something is wrong and quickly spins me around.

"What did you just say?" he looks genuinely concerned but I can't reveal my deepest darkest secret to him. He'd never look at me the same. Shane, lifts my chin and our eyes meet. "Tell me."

"I can't." I say as the tears sting my eyes.

Before I could respond any further, Shane grabs my face with both hands and smashes his lips into mine. I nearly shatter from the rough kiss. He nudges my mouth open with his tongue hungrily and starts kissing me deep. I moan into his mouth, both shocked and excited by the ambush of his hot tongue assaulting me. I felt like I was going to collapse from the sensory overload. When he pulled away I could still feel the heat of him on my lips.

"That was a mistake. I shouldn't have done that."