Cherié

Chapter 4

She leaned over and I could see the gorgeous curves of her breast in the comforts of her floral bra. “You don’t know the half of it,” she laughed and jumped up off the table. “How long have you been working on this,” she asked as she nudged her head in the direction of my laptop.

“An eternity.” We laughed. “A year now probably going to be doing this for the next century.”

“I knew you were a vampire,” she said and left the room.

It was the last place I thought I’d see her. The sweet quiet librarian in a bar known for table dancing and pole dancing. “What a surprise,” I greeted her.

“Hey,” she yelled over the music. She had her hair Pin straight with a bang. I figured it was a weave but I liked the style on her. The navy cocktail dress she wore may have made me bias. Her lips were painted a bright red just like the heels she wore. Her dynamic curves were on full display and every guy around her was taking notice. “Didn’t pick you for the relaxing type?”

She had no idea how right she was about that. But it was a very special occasion. After being engaged for 3 years (because my brother is a prick) my brother and his fiancé were tying the knot. I was his best man for some reason and I had a duty to fulfill. “I’m not. It’s my brother’s bachelor party. I promised the sister-in-law no strippers. Thought this place would work out. And I live walking distance away.”

“Wow, what a good brother you are.” Her expression told me she was genuinely surprised by my response.

“What are you doing here?” I challenged.

“My best friend is a thot so we are here with her new fling, the DJ.” Just then a waitress passed and spilled a full tray of drinks on Cher. “What the f**k?” Cher screamed.

Several guys quickly came to her rescue with napkins and before they attempted to touch her, she grabbed me. “Babe my dress,” She looped her arm with mine and pulled me over to where her friend was. “Thanks guys are creeps and I was gonna punch that b***h in her face.”

“No worries. Do you want to come to my place to get cleaned up?”

Her eyes darkened and I knew then she was a little under the influence. “Are you trying to get into my pants?”

I genuinely laughed at her question. There was nothing I wanted more than to pin her arms down and have my way with her. “I’m not sure you’d even let me.”

“You never know if you don’t try.” She was teasing me and she was wrong if she thought I had the will power to refuse her if she offered me her body even with her mind not being fully altered. I was weak when it came to her… but she made me, feel like her only focus.

“What happened to you?” a young Latina woman asked. She was wearing a tight short red dress that shimmered as she moved. She looked to be the complete opposite of Cher.

“That b***h wasted her tray on me.”

“Imma f**k her up.” Cher’s friend turned and set out to avenge her.

Cher halted her with her arm. “No it’s cool. I’m going to run to his place and I’ll be right back.”

“He’s almost done. You don’t have to come back.”

Cherie’s demeanor changed in an instant. She was mad at her friend and I was standing between them. “Did you make me come here for you to ditch me?”

“Nah. I thought you were going to,” she let her thought trail off as she looked at me.

“You’re an asshole,” Cher yelled. She did not believe her friend.

Her friend groaned and walked towards me. “Just f**k her. She needs it,” her friend whispered to me.

“Whatever she said don’t believe it,” Cher yelled.

“She said you are beautiful,” I said as I grabbed her hand and led her out the club.

“I don’t believe you,” she laughed.

As soon as the cold air hit her, she covered her beautiful body. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her. It took 8 minutes to make it to my place. I walked beside her up to my place and I held her hand as she walked inside. She looked around and took in the room.

“Do you want some wine or water?” I asked her.

“Wine would be nice.” She was watching me with her signature grin plastered on her face. I wanted her lips.

“I’ll be right back.” I looked in the wine cooler for a bottle of something girly and sweet. I pulled out my favorite Moscato. I adjusted my erection and headed back, to my divine conquest.

We sat on the sofa together enjoying the wine and light conversation. I ran my fingertips against her skin. I could feel the raised bumps that covered her arms. Her tantalizing, brown skin was still cold to the touch. I grabbed the remote and turned the fireplace on. She soon laughed. “What?” I asked. “What’s so funny?”

“You are really setting the mood for me to get cleaned up.”

“I just want to make sure you don’t die of hypothermia.”

She moved closer to me. “I think I’m making you hot.” She whispered and ran her delicate fingertips against my cheek. Was I blushing? Her skin was soft. Even though she smelled like liquor the sweet almost floral scent of her skin hit my nose.

I grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her hard. I soon covered her body with my own, and the softness of her was all I hoped it to be. I reached my hand into her panties and sampled her. Damn her p***y tasted so sweet. Her hand worked to undo my belt and I wanted to bury my face between her legs. “Get upstairs.” I ordered her.

She giggled and sat on my lap. “You don’t need a bed to f**k me. We’re both right here, right now.”

I grabbed her thighs and pulled her in close. She slid up and I wanted to bury my d**k deep inside her in that instant. “For all the things I’m going to do to you. We need a bed.” I stood and she yelp. The way her arms and legs tightened around me I was sure she didn’t think I could carry her. I brought her to my room and lay her on the bed.

Her eyes were glued to me as she watched me undress. I left my boxers on and the disappointment in her eyes at my tease was so satisfying. The little brat was going to get everything she deserved tonight.