Not remembering well the nature of the liquid that was in the glass because of what she was about to do and especially because of all that the stranger made her feel, Olivia raised her glass and drank it. bottom dry before grimacing due to the burning she had felt in her throat.
Damon thought he saw a young teenager who had just taken her freedom and who believed that the real life was behind the alcohol but fortunately for him and for the good of his evening, it was a big girl because he did not recruit minors in his night club.
“Gently my beautiful, I like to spend time with lucid people because I like when people remember me.”
“I see, you are a pretentious man and above all a man who knows how to play on his charm, it's a chance, isn't it?
"So you think I'm charming."
"no, I was just finding the best way to let you hear what I think of you and it's good now. Why does a man like you find himself in such a place and especially without being accompanied when I bet you have the female world at your feet.
Damon walked past her and went to refill his glass. The girl drowned in the dark with him was trying to play the tough girl and it was very tempting because without denying it, it was the first time that a girl hadn't snatched the glass from his hands to throw herself on him like a child's candy. He was looking forward to the evening as the evening because he intended to engrave himself forever in the skin of this girl who thought she was capable of resisting.
He put his glass on the table that was in the room, then moved very slowly towards her, her back to him and that allowed him to surprise her in order to judge the kind of girl she was. Once behind her, he tossed her hair to the side and showered a kiss on her neck. He knew well that from the start he just wanted to "f**k" and win his game, but now he wanted to make people regret this girl who dared to play the resistant girl.
She was trying somehow to contain herself, but it was impossible for her to resist this man who kept sucking her skin. It was so exciting that she was holding herself back from moaning. Olivia Tuner, she would never find herself in a vip square of her workplace letting herself go with a stranger. With his fingers, he traced his right arm from his shoulder to his fingers, then he intertwined them with his and did the same with his left arm. He crossed their arms over Olivia's stomach and pulled her close to his body. The girl's breathing was becoming erratic, her chest heaving uncontrollably and he was loving it. He licked the skin of her neck and unable for her to resist any more than she already was, she let a moan escape his lips and felt his beautiful stranger smile on her skin. She knew very well that smile was mocking but a myriad of sensations lodged in her lower abdomen now prevented her from seeing the moral girl.
With a sweet gesture, Damon bites the lobe of his ear and Olivia grit her teeth. Never had a man had such a thing to her before, normal because all her exes knew how to do was just empty into her and dress up, all cowards and wasn't ashamed to say she had never had an orgasm during all of her s*x sessions. She knew it was going to be the case that night but after all what? he was a stranger and she just wanted to win her game.
Seeing that she let go, Damon gently sent his hand under her dress began to caress her skin. The sound of his moans aroused his desire, his moans were far from being like those of the women he had touched and especially that one moaned even for nothing. He moved his fingers up to her panties and moved her to the side, his finger, he began to caress her little bud, which tore a cry of surprise from her. She had never felt such a thing and she already felt her throat becoming dry. She couldn't stand because her feet were shaking.
He straightened her dress and came back to caress her chest through the fabric while she tried to catch her breath; she was out of breath like someone who had walked miles under the sun and he liked that. He lowered the zipper of his robe and when it was lower he ran his hand over the skin of his back and felt it quiver, he liked it. He placed a few kisses on her skin and slid the dress down her body, which surprised Olivia because she was now ashamed to be naked in front of this man she didn't even know.
Damon took a few steps back and looked at her intently. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen because her curves were just perfect and he couldn't understand how a man could dare leave such a beautiful woman hanging out alone when there were predators everywhere like him. His member stood up on its own every time his eyes rested on every part of this just perfect body. He could see very well that she was ashamed, which meant that she was never used to being exposed. She had nothing to envy to these redone models because he did not need to be told but he knew that she was natural.
"Are you a waitress in this club or did you rather help someone?"
She was surprised by his answer and didn't know what to tell him because she didn't know him and especially didn't know his intentions. She did not know if he was a journalist or if he wanted to use this information against the box.
"You have no reason to worry I will not tarnish the image of this nightclub because for me it is the best in town and I would die if I could never come here again."
"I'm a waitress but I'm on vacation and my friends suggested we go out so I didn't want to come here but they prefer this club because they think the hottest boys in town come here .”
This confidence made Damon smile because on this point, these girls were not wrong. His nightclub was known to be the favorite of the guns and especially the richest men in the city, which also attracted the female s*x there.
"Your boyfriend lets you work in a nightclub?"
She felt shame wash over her. If only he knew that she had been all alone for years and that it suited her perfectly because she no longer wanted to leave her heart to those selfish people who didn't know how to do anything else to break it without caring about her.