Chapter One
Sierra
I gulped down the content of the tiny glass in front of me, before bringing it down to the counter with a small thud. My fingers trembled as I reached for the next one and I took it as a sign, a sign that I'd had one too many drinks for tonight.
But I didn't care.
Fuck it. f**k him.
I shut my eyes tight as the vile liquid snaked down my throat. It burned, but that was exactly what I needed at the moment . Maybe, just maybe it would help this gnawing feeling in my chest.
I hated it when this happened. Why? Because it was in the past and I should have been over it by now, but the fact that I was in a bar and on my third drink, I couldn't help but think otherwise.
It'd been so long, yet I still felt the hurt like it was only yesterday.
"You're nothing to me." His voice swirled around in my head, the implications digging deep into my skin. I shuddered at how I'd felt that night as he droned on, not an iota of pity in his hazel eyes. " Nothing. How could you ever raise your hopes so high?"
I pressed my eyes shut, willing the heart wrenching image to go away and it worked, just for me to see his handsome face, taunting me like I wasn't going through enough already.
"Careful now, mi lady." A voice from my right cut through my thoughts. "I really don't think the glass has done anything to deserve that."
I understood the moment my eyes flew open and landed on the glass in front of me. I was gripping the glass so hard that if I'd held on to it for a little more time, I'd have smashed it.
"You should be out on the dance floor dancing." The stranger by my side continued. I scanned his face, just in time to see his gaze trail down my cleavage. " This counter is barely good for you."
" I see." I smirked, satisfied that I'd caught his attention. "So what if I get on the dance floor, what's going to happen?"
"It's easy." He was taking me in and I wouldn't be surprised if he was mentally undressing me. " You'd let loose and see where the night takes you."
There was a hint to his voice, one I knew and could detect easily. Why? Because I used it almost every time.
He was flirting.
"I think I'll pass." Usually I would jump at the opportunity he just offered and really see where the night would take us. It was fun to mess with men in places like this, but tonight, I wasn't feeling it. At all.
I rubbed my thighs together as I anticipated a certain feeling, curling around my core.
Nothing.
"If you change your mind." He was on his feet in no time. "I'll be waiting for you at the dance floor.
"Good riddance." I muttered underneath my breath the moment he was gone.
Sighing, I poured myself another glass as I took a cursory glance at my environment.
I'd come here for a distraction.
For some strange reason, my ear pods and NSFW playlist I'd curated by myself for situations like these, just didn't do the trick back at home.
If it had something to do with my pet dog slamming into me minutes my fingers grazed my c**t, I wasn't sure. All I knew was that, I needed to let off some steam. And fast.
So here I was, alone in a club and horny too.
I shut my eyes again as I tried to concentrate, mentally fighting the urge to touch myself, especially now that I was in public. I concentrated on the swell of my breasts rubbing hard against the thin fabric of my bra, the feeling filling me with pure ectasy.
A shudder raked over me at that thought. I couldn't stop. Next, I imagined a soft whisper against my cheek, murmuring sweet nothings into my ear and…..
"Enjoying yourself, are we now?" Another voice, distinctly different from the last cut through my thoughts. A groan bubbled at the back of my throat as he pressed on. "I wonder why."
I'd already thought of the perfect come back, until my gaze landed on his face.
Blue eyes twinkled underneath the neon lights, casting warm hues on his sandy blonde hair. He wore a grin that showed his dimpled cheek, his plump lips curled up in a sly smirk. Just underneath his ear, black ink swirled around before peeking through his arm half obscured by the piece of fabric that clung tightly to his biceps like his second skin.
In summary, he looked like sin.
Sin I would be more than glad to indulge in.
"Damn." I whispered, hoping I hadn't voiced it out too loudly. With his gaze still lingering on me, I felt my body heat up from the inside and I would be lying if I said I didn't like it. "Aren't you an eye candy?"
"I'm glad I passed the test." His grin widened, before throwing in a wink. " But you, you look ten times better."
Hotter. The word he meant was hotter but he didn't need to say it, he was showing it quite well. As his eyes lingered on my chest, I mentally patted myself for dressing up in a ruby red dress with an excruciatingly long neckline. The slits by the side didn't go unnoticed though as he trailed down further, drinking in the sight of my thighs .
"You should be having fun." He was breathless. " Why are you all alone."
"I guess I have a different definition of fun. " I slurred as I pressed the glass to my lips, my eyes never leaving his. " And he seems just to be a few feet from me."
"Why don't we change that?" I recognized the innuendo in his voice, and like I needed more confirmation, he was next to me in no time, his knee brushing against my thigh.
He looked more tempting up close, as his cologne swirled around me. We were rushing, jumping right into it , but I didn't mind, so long as this sudden want in the pit of my belly would be satiated.
"If you're up for it, that is." The moment the words left his lips, I pressed mine against his. A low moan slid out and into my parted lips, heating me up in the process. Rough hands found my lower back, as his fingers trailed the round of my ass.
My skin buzzed in excitement from his touch. Mint tinged with whiskey spread out on the tip of my tongue, but even that couldn't sheath the ravenous pull of my lips against his. MIt went on like that, our tongues striving to dominate the other, until he pulled back.
Lust flashed in his eyes, his breath coming out in short rasps.
With his eyes flicking from my face to my swollen lips, he asked "Why don't we take this somewhere private?"
My mind whirled with different thoughts, but the gooey liquid pooling in between my thighs gave me the confirmation I needed.
"I wouldn't want anything more."
