My first Everything

3. I Would Drink Anything From Your Lips.

Chapter 3. I Would Drink Anything From Your Lips.

They put on a trendy song and I decided to head to the center of the dance floor. I am quite drunk and happy, the perfect combination to set off a bomb. I move to the rhythm of the music, wearing my sky blue dress from a well-known brand that fits tightly to my body, and black boots that reach up to my knees with heels that make me look thinner, sexier, and taller than I really am.

I am too dizzy, but I want to keep enjoying myself. I see how some guys are looking at me, but I try to put on a serious face, the one that conveys the message of "don't come near me, this is my fun, not yours." Although I don't know how long I will keep up this attitude, because the mix of drinks from a few moments ago is starting to take effect, and I feel like my body is beginning to take on a life of its own, moving sensually in ways I never thought it could.

When I feel someone approaching me from behind, grabbing me by the waist, my body arches, pressing me closer to that person who whispers in my ear:

-- Miss, don't you think you've had enough to drink? -- he turns me around.

I feel a shiver run through my body upon hearing that hoarse, masculine, and seductive voice, and when I lift my head, I see a man whom I can't quite make out, but I know he is handsome, tall, and with a body definitely worth swooning over, the type that is usually worked out at the gym. I feel like he is looking at me as if he recognizes me, but I don't pay attention. Unlike the other guys I've kept at bay and away from me, I want to be close to him, rub my body against his, and smell his perfume, which is undoubtedly one of the few perfumes I like…

¡Ooh, how delicious, it's Pasha by Cartier! I tell him as I lean into his neck to smell it better. I feel my lips brush against his skin, and a tingling sensation runs through my body that leaves me breathless. A moan of excitement escapes from his lips, and he moves closer, pressing against my body. I love this feeling.

I try to focus on his face and smile at him. "With you, I would drink anything that your lips give me", I say.

Oh my God! How could I say that? I was really drunk and out of control.

I feel him put his hands around my waist and pull me away from the place.

¡No! I tell him, – I want to keep enjoying myself. – Then he looks at me and asks if I want to enjoy myself with him in a more private place.

– Yes, of course – I replied. I let him lead me wherever he wants to take me. I didn't care about his name, which he probably wouldn't remember given the level of drunkenness I was experiencing. So, I got into his car, which I couldn't see well, but it was clear that it was a very expensive and limited edition one.

Luk

As I approach the dance floor where this little lady is swaying her body in such a seductive way, I approach her from behind and take her by the waist. I notice she is quite small and attractive, and I tell her she has had too much to drink. But she starts wiggling on my body, rubbing her butt all over me, making me excited very quickly. If I wasn't in my bar and on the dance floor, I would have had her right there and then. When I turn her around to get a better look, I'm surprised to realize that she's the same girl I saw at my company in the afternoon. She approaches my neck to smell my perfume and I feel her lips brushing against my neck. That kills me, it takes my breath away and makes me moan in pleasure. I bring her closer to my body, so there is no space between us. She tells me she would drink anything from my lips, and I can't resist any longer. I have to have this little one beneath me, no matter what.

I take her by the waist, ask her if she wants to continue the fun with me in a more private place and take her to the nearest hotel.

Emily

In the car, my body started to feel an almost suffocating heat. I wanted to take off my clothes right there. The dress felt like it was painfully clinging to my body. My hands began to move on their own and I started to caress the guy in the car. I touched his arms while he had them planted on the steering wheel of the car. His shirt had the top two buttons undone and I started to unbutton the rest. He said to me,

"Baby, stop! We're almost there and you can take off whatever you want then."

But I didn't want to stop. I wanted to touch his skin, feel his skin.

We arrived at an underground parking lot of some hotel. I wasn't sure which one, but that was the last thing on my mind. I wanted to feel this beautiful man's lips on mine, without thinking about the consequences that I would have to endure later. When he parked, he got out of the car and opened the front passenger door. I almost fell out because of how dizzy I was, but I hugged his neck to keep from falling completely. He looked at me and I kissed him with a sweet but demanding kiss. I had never behaved this way before. My grandmother gave me an exemplary education where I always thought I would give my virginity to the man I marry, the one I love and who loves me equally devoted and pure.

But here I am offering everything to a man I don't even know, someone who I only know is beautiful and I must have him, even if it's only for one night.

I open his mouth in a demanding way with my tongue, without asking for permission. I enjoy his sweet taste to the point where I have no air to breathe. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist and we continue to kiss as we enter what seems to be a private elevator that takes us to the top floor of this hotel, a luxury suite that I almost glimpse while being thrown onto the enormous bed that was there.

I see him starting to take off his clothes, but I stop him with my hand.

I make a gesture with my tongue and I get up to start a sensual dance, the ones I practiced when I showered and that always turned out to be amazing. I approach him and start to take off his shirt, which, by the way, didn't have any buttons left to unbutton. I run my hands over his chest, making him emit sounds of total satisfaction. I move my hands down to his pants, taking them off slowly. I know I'm driving him crazy and I love it. He's left with just black boxer briefs that fit him perfectly and leave nothing to the imagination. At that moment, I go to the bed and let myself fall to wait for him. He approaches me after getting completely naked and I feel him kissing my legs as he takes off my boots one by one, kissing every part of me until he reaches the height of my thighs. He takes off my blue lace panties that matched my dress, and I feel a current pass from my femininity to my brain, destroying everything in its path, taking away the last vestiges of sanity that I may have had at some point, releasing the heat that I felt in my body and that was burning me. I felt like the name of my drink...

"Oh my God, beautiful, you make me feel wonderful things," he says to me. I kiss him on the lips and they feel sweet.

I'm totally aroused and in my drunkenness, I just tell him to be sweet to me. He takes my hands in his and places them over my head, not stopping kissing my lips. He runs his tongue over my upper lip and then my lower lip, all a seduction that drives me crazy…