Siren

We lock eyes from across the bar. I look away, pretending to be uninterested, because I know he’ll want the chase.

I can tell I was right by the way he keeps looking.

I take a sip of the alcoholic drink in my hand. I haven’t finished it yet, and don’t plan to because I know he’ll offer to buy me another yet I’m planning on being mostly sober tonight.

He’s going to approach me within a few minutes, maybe sooner if I look like I’m going to leave.

The lights are dim enough so that average people look more attractive, I probably look like a fucking goddess than. He’ll be here soon.

I smirk and take another sip as I catch movement from my peripheral vision coming closer.

“H-”

That surprises me.

It looks like the guy who’s been eye fucking me for the past 20 minutes has been quickly replaced, literally as soon as he opened his mouth.

Instead the mildly attractive dude in his early 20s has been replaced with a tall, handsome stranger.

Now I’m not sure what to expect.

The music is loud, as it tends to be in clubs. The first guy was going to yell directly into my face, this one gently touches my arm, looks into my eyes, and leans towards my ears.

“Hey, I’m Alex, and you’re beautiful.”

His voice is deep, powerful, he sounds like the type of guy who’s used to people listening.

I like it. I lean towards his ear.

“What happened to the other guy?”

“Does it matter?”

Us both with small teasing smiles, and I lean in again.

“I guess not.”

I start towards my drink again to take another sip and he gets a little closer.

“Are you going to tell me your name, or should I just learn it in the car?”

I paused on the way to my drink to hear what he said, smiling a bit I sip my drink. Then I touch his shoulder and lean again.

“In the car.”

Glad I didn’t decide to drive here tonight.

We make our way to the exit hand in hand, pushing and shoving through the bodies on the dance floor. I’m sure it’s easier for me because he’s in front and he’s bigger.

We make it outside and the cold night air hits my arms and legs, this dress was cute of course, not practical. A limo pulls up in front of us.

So someone likes to be flashy.

The driver opens the door for me and I get in scooting over to make room, once Alex is in the partition rolls down. He’s about to tell the driver where to go when I put my hand on his arm stopping him.

I lean forward and tell the driver to go to The Rockbourne downtown, I already have a room there.

He gives me a questioning smile.

“So you were prepared?”

I look him up and down and raise a brow.

“I already knew how I wanted my night to end.”

He nods his head, and leans closer. I stop him before he reaches my lips.

“We have about 15 minutes before we get there, tell the driver to roll up the partition.”

As soon as the partition is up we’re on each other.

He pulls me into his lap and holds onto my thighs, our chests pressed against each other and our breaths mixing, we haven’t even kissed yet.

I have one hand on his shoulder the other on his neck, slowly playing with his hair. It’s a little longer than ear length and is curled slightly. Our skin is contrasted, his skin lightly tanned while mine is brown. His hands on each cheek, caressing, lightly going up and down my back, feeling my curves.

His eyes a light hazel, trying his best to look into my soul. Good luck with that.

I raise a brow.

“Well, are you going to kiss me?”

He breathes out, his gaze breaking from my eyes going down to my lips.

“Oh... I am going to do so much more than that.”

I give a light chuckle.

“Well what are you going to do?”

Curiosity getting the better of me, I should’ve just kissed him myself, this feels far too intimate for me.

He looks back into my eyes, a promise in them.

“I’m going to worship you.”

He then leans forward placing his lips on mine, while also tightening his grip on me. Pulling me even closer than we were before, my dress rises even more and my center is pressed directly onto his. At least I know it’s not small.

We fight for dominance in our kisses and eventually I let him win. We grind against each other, each upward stroke of his feeling like heaven against my clit. We go on for a few more minutes and at this point the hotel can’t be too far.

A knock on the window catches my attention, the driver waiting patiently at the door. I don’t have a moment to feel embarrassed because I know the tints are too dark for him to see us, and Alex abruptly pulls me back in for another kiss, also thrusting upward at the same time.

I gave a groan of pleasure and was almost pulled back into his seductive trap, until I heard another knock at the window. I pulled away despite his groan of displeasure and call for me to come back.

I get off of his lap and fix my dress and hair.

“Please, one more kiss.” He reaches for me again.

I push his hand away and tell him to get himself together.

“We have a room for a reason, now let’s go.” I give a flirtatious grin.

He opens the door and starts to make his way out, then he remembers something and turns back around.

“What’s your name? You still haven’t told me.”

I grin, if he forgot to ask I wouldn’t have told him later on.

“Siren.”