Chapter 2
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"Um... I'm sorry I..." Leilani stuttered, racking her brain for words but suddenly, it's blank. How freaking convenient. "I honestly didn't mean to—"
"Can I buy you a drink? To make up for the one you spilled because of me?" He asked, cutting her short and Leilani gulped down hard, at a loss for words.
He did caught her staring at him earlier and he just had to say it, didn't he?
"Yeah, sure!" She accepted after giving it some thought and he calmly gestured that she followed him.
Damn! He could be a killer and she wouldn't even know that. How could she possibly follow a stranger that she barely knew? An older man for that matter. What if he was planning to hurt her?
Well, there are a lot of people at the party so she doubted that he would do anything dangerous. And besides, she knew that she was sober enough to scream for help if things went south.
"So, are you a friend of the host?" Mister s*x on a f*****g wheels asked Lani when they were comfortably seated at the excluded VIP section of the hotel's bar.
It was conveniently located at the top floor of the building and not easily accessible to everyone. Something told her that he's one of those f*****g billionaires out of their nest to have a good time or at least someone related to one.
She suspected that because he was addressed as a boss by the waiter who escorted them here and to add to that, he had ordered very expensive champagne for the evening for both of them.
And to top that, he had this aura around him that she couldn't quite explain. He was different and she could tell.
"Quite the opposite actually. I was dragged to come here. Christmas parties or parties in general, aren't really my thing." She answered, her heart aching as she spoke.
"Any particular reason why you detest them?"
She shrugged, "A broken heart but It's more complicated than that, trust me."
"That's terrible. A beautiful woman like you shouldn't have to go through something as terrible like that." He complimented Lani, giving her his full undivided attention that stirred up something inside her.
Something that she had almost considered dead about a year ago.
Leilani twirled the glass around her fingers and pushed her hair backwards to expose her bare neck seductively. "You think I'm beautiful?"
"You're beautiful." He stated firmly with a smile as if he wanted her to believe it and picked up his glass to take a sip before putting it back on the table. Then, he pulled off his suit to reveal his long, veiny, firm pair of hands, one of which was covered in a full sleeved tattoo.
The mere sight of it was enough to make me sin. His muscles were almost ripping through his shirt, popping everywhere. Lani had to look away before it got to her more than it already did.
"Thank you. It's just too bad that he didn't think that way." She said with a sigh as she chugged down another glass of wine.
"Then it's his loss and not yours. You don't have to beat yourself over something that was never your fault to begin with." He said and she only smiled.
"If it didn't work out between you then it was never meant to be yours in the first place." He added.
She flushed shyly. Looks like coming here wasn't such a bad idea after all.
Leilani sighed softly as her eyes roamed round the section of the bar where they were seated in and she noticed that their seats were hidden at a secluded part of the club.
It was dimly lit so she knew that she wouldn't be able to make out anyone's faces even if she wanted to. A part of her was scared and the other part was quite excited about this but she doesn't know why.
"So, what about you Mr. Mystery Man?" Leilani asked boldly and he raised an eyebrow at her. "You don't look like someone who's from around here at all."
"Well, you guessed right. I'm not." He said after a moment of silence. "I came here for business and I'll be leaving tomorrow."
"Besides, I still don't know your name." He said, eyes taking her in, voice barely audible. Lani could barely focus with those eyes staring at her and she could tell that he noticed it too.
"Neither do I." She countered and he gave a low chuckle. He must be enjoying this as much as she was at the moment.
"You're feisty. I like that." His voice, low and deep pierced into her hazel world and she could feel herself getting intoxicated by it. "My name is Zayn and you are?"
"Leilani." She answered and adjusted the strap of her dress.
"Leilani." He repeated, savoring the name and the feel of it as he lets it roll off his tongue like a sinful prayer waiting to be answered. She didn't even know that her name could be pronounced like that, in such a sexy manner.
"What a beautiful name." He added, running his tongue along the seam line of his lower lip. "It's one of a kind, just like you." He complimented and she blushed hard.
He had a way with words and you would easily be swayed if you're not strong enough to withstand it.
"So, Leilani..." He began giving her his full undivided attention as if she wasn't already loosing it before.
"Why were you checking me out earlier? You know, at first, I thought that I was imagining it but then I realized that I wasn't. Let me guess, do you want to have s*x with me?"
Leilani choked, almost spilling her drink and all he did was give a deep hearty laugh. "I was just joking." He muttered and handed her his handkerchief to wipe herself.
Then, he pushed himself closer to her and leaned in. "But that doesn't mean I don't want you to." He added in a whisper that brushed her ears seductively.
Her breath hitched at those words, forcing her to swallow. Her whole body went tense as she couldn't bring herself to look away. Why does he sound so hot saying that? Or a more important question, why does she actually want to do that to him like he had just said?
"You know, I've been watching you ever since you walked into the party and all I could say was damn..." He groaned like he was in pain. Like someone in stark need.
His hands touched her thighs in a light graze that became bold and travelled its way up to her waist. She was breathing heavily now and he hadn't even done anything yet.
"What have I gotten myself into? I knew that you would be bad for me but somehow, I wanted you to be, Leilani." He went on. She didn't care if he was telling the truth or not. Honestly, she doesn't give a f*****g damn.
Her brain was more focused on the the tension happening between them now and his voice that could pass for a s*x induced night sound.
"Can I?" He asked, his eyes pinning her down. Damn, he could ask for the world and she would lay it down at his feet. She nodded her head when her brain couldn't process actual words.
His hands went up her thighs till it got to her seam lace panties. She parted her legs slightly and he grabbed it before slowly pulling it down her legs, leaving her p***y bare. He raised it to his nose and sniffed with his eyes closed before stuffing it in his chest pockets.
Leilani had never seen anything more erotic than that.
"I'll hold onto this for now. I might give it to you later or I might not." He teased her with a smile. "So Leilani, tell me about yourself? I'm curious about you and I don't know why."
"Well, I'm...oh dear lord!" She moaned softly, when she felt his hands ride up her dress to her bare wet p***y on display. He placed his hands on her clit and rubbed on it in circular motion gently.
She bit down on her lips to stop herself from screaming out loud.
"That's a good girl. You're not allowed to scream Leilani. At least not until I tell you to." He warned, with a satisfied grin on his face. He loved seeing her like this, under his control and she could tell.
"I want to taste you, Leilani." He confessed, hands still working on her from under her dress. Gosh, at this rate, she felt like she would pass out from pleasure.
She knew that she shouldn't be doing this because it was wrong and on top of that, he's way much older than she was but she couldn't help herself.
She was already divorced and as far as she concerned, she was a free, young and single woman who hasn't had s*x or kissed anyone in a year so why should she hold back from exploring new territories? Why not experience it with someone who is willing?
Besides, he's a stranger and she probably won't see him again after tomorrow when he takes the first flight out of here for good so why not loosen up and take a little risk? What's the worse that could happen?
Anne brought her here to have fun and not to wallow in her problems and tonight, she was going all in. She was going to lay down all her worries and go with the flow. It is a once in a lifetime Christmas party after all and she was definitely going to make the most out of it.
"Would you let me?" Zayn asked in a low gruff voice that almost brought her to her knees.
And before he could say anything more, she joined their faces in a kiss that felt divine that it almost numbed her senses and rendered her useless.
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