Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
I spot what looks like the VIP area up on a glass balcony overlooking the club. The stairs are blocked by a thick white rope. Two bouncers stand either side, one of them un-clips the rope and allows me straight through. At the top of the stairs I’m admitted into the VIP area. There is a small bar in the corner, a dance floor and lots of sofas. There is a glass balcony that runs the length of the lounge and overlooks the rest of the club. I'm greeted immediately by a blonde woman wearing the same attire as the dancers.
“Good evening sir. May I get you a drink?” She’s hot, though that may have something to do with the lack of clothing she has on.
“I’ll have a Corona please.” I smile at her politely. She looks up at me and then instantly blushes and looks away.
“Seriously, you have to teach me how you do that. I think I just saw smoke coming off her knickers…” Hugo appears at my side, flanked by two more half naked women.
“I don’t do anything.” I say innocently.
“It must just be your face then. Lucky prick.” He murmurs. I only smile sweetly feigning innocence. The truth is from the moment I lost my virginity I have loved sex and thus women. It's always come so easy to me. Women have always fallen at my feet, I know I have a power over them and so I use it. Or at least I have power over most of them.
I follow Hugo to one of the booths and sit.
Hugo flirts outrageously with the half-dressed girls, who despite being employed for the club seem to have the job of entertaining Hugo for the night. I'm not quite sure what to think of that.
The music in the club changes to a popular upbeat track, there are screams of appreciation from the dance floor. Hugo stands and leans on the balcony overlooking the club, I join him. The place is rammed, so much so that the entire club has become the dance floor as there is no room for movement.
Hugo is grinning like a school boy, clearly happy that his new venture is proving so popular. A large area of the dance floor has cleared and people have stopped dancing to watch a couple. A tall blonde man spins a woman away from him and back again, he holds her to him, and she winds her body around his, her hips are hypnotic. They are both smiling at each other and have a natural chemistry. They look like professional dancers of some sort. She presses her body against his as he runs his hands down her sides. He spins her so she is facing away from him and grinds into her behind before she grabs the back of his neck and drops to the floor, doing the splits as she lands, the split in her dress opens to the top of her thigh. He stands back pulling her up with him before running a hand down over her stomach.
I recognised her the moment I saw her. Her long auburn hair flicks around her as she spins away again. She is beautiful, the way she moves is tantalizing and my aching need for her only intensifies. He dips her and she leans back elegantly so that her hair almost touches the floor, every graceful plane of her body is exhibited as her spine curves around his arm. He plants a soft kiss at the base of her throat. It’s alluring and very intimate. Maybe she has a boyfriend? I hadn't thought of that.
“Damn, that girl is fine.” Hugo interrupts my thoughts.
“Yeah, she is.” I murmur, never taking my eyes off her. From the corner of my eye I can see him look from me to the dance floor and back again.
“Is that…?” He gestures toward the dance floor.
I nod.
“Holy shit.” He laughs. “You are screwed. I think I might have actually just come in my pants a little.” He grins as he watches her. She circles the man in a seductive taunt. She is the smouldering flame and I am the moth being drawn helplessly to her. Looking at the men watching her I would say they all feel the same. What’s the betting that I’ll be the only one stupid enough to get burned, still some things are worth the pain.
The music changes again. Lilly embraces the man, and he lifts her off the ground and spins her in a circle. He places her gently back on the floor, she turns and speaks to someone, then heads toward the bar.
"I'll see you later." I throw over my shoulder as I head for the stairs.
"Have fun!" He calls after me.
She stands alone at the bar wearing a short black dress that’s clingy and very simple, but flatters every inch of her amazing figure. She wears killer heels, which accentuate her legs. I approach her and stand at the bar right next to her, she smells amazing but I can’t place the scent. Her auburn hair is in a wild mane around her.