Chapter 1
Rose's POV
The music thudded and throbbed, like my aching heart. The Neon lights of the club pulsed and flashed, casting an eerie glow over the dance floor.
I made my way through the sea of sweaty bodies, grinding against each other in a sensuous manner. At the bar, the bartender poured me yet another shot.
All I wanted was to drown my sorrows in the liquor. All my problems would just go away. I took the glass all at once and pushed my cup to the bartender for another round.
“I'm sorry Miss but you've already had a lot to drink. I can't give you anymore," the handsome bartender said to me.
“Oh but why…” I slurred. “I'm perfectly fine”
The bartender only shook his head no before turning away. I sighed as I looked around the club and my eyes caught a very good looking man sitting at the bar not too far away from me.
Out of mere impulse and how drunk I was, I got up and went to him. He didn't move or say a word as I sat next to him even as I stared so intensely at him.
His face was chiseled like a statue of a Roman god, his skin the color of honeyed amber. His dark hair fell in unruly waves around his face, framing his eyes the color of a stormy ocean. Though my view was blurry, I got that right. Or maybe I didn't.
“Take a picture. It'll last longer,” he said.
I giggled out of embarrassment. “I wasn't looking”
“Right”
“You should buy me a drink” I smiled as I placed my hand on his arm.
He looked at me like he was slightly surprised by my audacity. But the alcohol had taken over my system too far for me to stop.
“What do you think you're doing?”
“Just get me a drink first. The bartender won't give me anymore” I sighed dramatically.
The man stared at me before requesting another drink which he passed to me when the bartender wasn't looking.
I took it even quicker than the last.
“Yes! That's what I'm talking about. You really seem so uptight. Let loose a little” I said as I pulled him up. And dragged him with me to the dance floor.
He looked out of place in his fine tailored suit and it made me giggle with the expression he gave me. And suddenly he smirked and leaned down to whisper in my ear.
“You really wanna let loose?” His voice was low and filled with lust but I loved how it sounded. I looked him right in the eyes and smiled
“What do you have in mind?” I asked in a voice nearly matching his.
His hand found my waist and pulled me in closer to him. I felt tingles running down my body at the proximity of our bodies. I was on a high feeling the intoxication of both the music and the liquor.
His hand tightened and I was suddenly craving his bare hands on my bare skin. He leaned into me as I craned my neck to allow him access. “Why don't I show you?” He whispered, his warm breath fanning my skin
And just like that, we ended up in a hotel room just above the club. I was already hot and craving his touch so when we got into the room, I pulled him towards me and tried to kiss him but he held my hand and stepped back.
“What's wrong?” I asked
“What's your name?” He asked and I found his question so strange and random.
“You want to know my name right now? What does it matter?”
“You're name” He said simply. I didn't have the patience to argue so I gave it to him”
“Rose. My name is Rose”
“Are you single, Rose? Or do you have a man in your life?”
I was slowly getting annoyed at his questions. We'd come here to have some hot steamy s*x not an interview.
I tried to ignore him as I worked the buttons on his shirt. His hands stopped me and he swiftly turned me around as he pinned me to the wall with my hands behind me.
“Listen baby doll. I know you're desperate to feel my thick c**k inside you, but answer my questions first then I'll f**k you as long and hard as you want”
My body felt giddy at the thought of me riding him into the morning and I quickly became obedient.
“There's no one in my life” I knew he was only referring to a romantic male partner but I meant it on much deeper levels also.
“Good girl” He said before letting go of me and moving a few steps back from me.
His hands went to his shirt as he undid the buttons, moving with the grace of a predator. My heart beat faster when I saw his muscular form.
There was something dangerous and alluring about him, a wildness that lurked just beneath the surface. I ought to have turned away and ran but I'd never been so aroused before I wanted him.
I closed the distance between us and placed my lips on his. The kiss was hot and started slow but it only got faster and more demanding as his hands explored my body.
He picked me up easily and I landed on the bed. He stared down at me like a dominant looking at his submissive. Then he was on top of me kissing my skin with his hands rubbing my boots.
I arched my back craving more and more of him. He found the zipper of my dress and I helped him pull it off quickly.
His tongue licked my earlobe, getting soft moans from me as his fingers rubbed my sensitive n*****s between his fingers.
“Oh… hmm” I moaned lightly.
“Are you wet yet?” His voice was deep and husky.
Before I even got a chance to respond, his free hand rested on my mound. My legs instinctively spread themselves ever so slightly just as his hands slipped under my lace panties.
I was very wet. His fingers worked like magic inside me. I could feel his touch on my weak spots and I was quickly nearing the edge already.
“Oh, please. I want you… inside me.” I said in between pants.
“Beg me like a nice little girl.”
“Please… please.”
“Don't act so sweet, tell me exactly what you want, all your dirty desires.”
He'd stopped fingering me and I could feel his erection against my entrance.
“Please put your c**k inside my p***y. I want all of you. Fill my p***y with your juices.”
And just like that, he pulled my underwear aside. My eyes went wide as I saw his large d**k just as he thrust inside me.