Island and The Duke of Spain

Island...

Sweaty, drunken bodies danced in tune with the blaring music and I am more than excited for tonight. It is currently 11:50 P.M. of December 31, and despite the chilling weather, I am all dolled up. I dressed in a glamorous form-fitting, laced, long-sleeved satin dress with a deep v-neck, and a slit running along my upper thigh; nicely topped with a messy bun and laced wedges.

Making my way through the throng of people to our private booth was deliberating, and I was grateful we had a guide. Everything from the balcony of the second floor was breathtaking, never had I seen such elegant beauty in a place like this.

It is now 11:55 and my friends are ordering drinks; I feel dazed, trapped in an adrenaline rush, and high on anticipation.

11:59 and the club is quiet, everyone waiting for the seconds upon the arrival of another year.

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8, why can I NOT stop smiling?

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5, I felt a shift in the atmosphere, my skin tingled, and I looked forward to whatever it meant.

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2, At this moment I felt like a Christmas present waiting to be unwrapped, closely regarded, and forever treasured.

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‘Happy New Year!’ The words resounded throughout the club, as everyone happily cheered in celebration.

“Happy 21st Birthday, Baby” My friends all shouted, placing a drink, which now I could legally drink, into my hand. I took two more shots before I took my final drink of ‘Strawberry Champagne on Red Ice.’ I was tipsy, well, maybe a little more than tipsy.

“May I have this dance?” I turned and asked Chandler.

“It would be my honor, milady.” He smirked.

I took his hand in mine and led the way downstairs to the main dance floor, my friends quickly following behind. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, my body swaying and moving on its own accord. Nothing else mattered but me and whatever it was that I was drunk on.

Suddenly, a young man grabbed my waist and drew me back to him. Holding my hips tightly, he began to swing us to the music, as he sang the lyrics in my ear, causing sensations that I have never felt before. He had a beautiful voice and I felt myself smiling in his embrace. The song changed and I removed myself from his arms. With motivation coursing through my veins, I allowed inspiration to guide my steps, as I danced for him. Entering, into another song he grabbed my hands, leading our steps. I felt that at this moment in time, it was just He and I, conducting our very own dance video on the dance floor.

A slow song begins to play and I took this moment to revive in the essence of the man who had suddenly captured my attention. He was beautiful, the most beautiful man I have ever met. His looks were something that I had never seen, He was carefully carved perfection.

“May I have this dance?” He asked, slowly approaching me.

I smiled softly at him. “It would be my pleasure.”

Holding my hand in his, I noticed how comfortable I was, I was captivated by his aura and He had only uttered five words to me. He, again, held my body close to his and it was then that I noticed how tall and built He was compared to my 5′5, petite frame.

He suddenly placed His head in the crook of my neck, and I lost my train of thought. The gesture was intimate and I found myself trying to process it. Inhaling his scent, I felt comforted, like being held in a fur blanket on a winter’s night, steadfast and reassured. He then ran his nose along the curve of my neck, and I wanted nothing more than to have him, in every sense of the meaning. In consequence, our moment was ruined, another gentleman was asking to cut in.

“May I cut in, I would love to have a dance with the young lady?” He asked.

“She is more than content with what she has.” He spoke, and though He was not talking to me, His words were sending my body into overdrive.

The gentleman then turns to me and asks his question again, however, before I was able to answer the gorgeous stranger answered for me.

“I do recall answering that question already or was there something you didn’t understand.”

There was an edginess to his voice and I didn’t understand why it was that he was so upset, it was just a dance. He then stood behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist; holding me in place. I felt like he was staking his claim on something that didn’t belong to him, but strangely, I couldn’t bring myself to care, at least not at the moment. I am going to assume they were having a stare-off because nothing more was said, while they both stood there until the other man walked away.

“Babe, have this dance with us,” Hazel spoke approaching me. “WOW, who is He?”

I merely shook my head and I thought I heard Mr. Georgous chuckle.

“I am Caelen.” He whispered softly in my ear, I needed him to stop. His touches and small caresses were starting a fire within me.

“I brought more drinks,” Chandler shouted, just as I was making introductions.

“Here Babe, this one is for you.” Mr. Georgous’s arm stayed firmly planted around my waist and I felt a ghost of a touch, as his fingertips ran along my exposed thigh.

“Thank-You, Chandler!” I really didn’t need any more drinks, but I took it graciously.

“Now let’s have that dance.!” I yelled as I stepped away from Mr. Georgous after I finished my drink.

If my body was not on fire before, it surely was now, and Mr.Geogous’s heated eyes on me, were not at all helping the desires that were blossoming within me.

My body was heated and I desired nothing more than to strip every piece of material on me. Distracted, I turned my attention to my friends, as my body moved with the beat and words of the music. However, the more I danced, the hotter I was becoming, and the alcohol coursing through my veins only furthered in strengthing the fire within me. Turning around I found that Mr.Georgous was being entertained by another and at this time, the same gentlemen from earlier approached me.

“He seems to be a little busy, may I now have this dance?” He grinned.

Something told me that this would not end well for me; ignoring it, I agreed.

“Sure”

His touch on my body was different and I didn’t welcome it, I was beginning to become extremely uncomfortable, and I knew something was not right. He tried to make small talk as we continued to dance, but I was just hoping the song would end soon, so I could remove myself from his presence. The song ended, but he continued to hold me to himself. Before I settled on what I needed to do, he was being thrown off of me, and there stood before me, Mr. Gorgeous. He was angry and my mind seemed to be malfunctioning because I couldn’t form words. I was extremely dizzy and light-headed.

“Island, are you OK, what happened?” Ava asked running, towards me. Why was she running?

At this point, we had gained an audience and the eyes on me were unwelcomed.

“I’m fine, and I’m not exactly sure,” I stated, a little uneasily.

“Are you sure that you are OK?”

“Yes, Ava, I’m fine.” I chuckled, Ava was always the concerned one.

“Perhaps, I should take you home” Mr.Goregous spoke.

Readily I agreed, I didn’t want to leave my friends, but I was becoming tired and my body was still very hot. I didn’t want them to leave on my account, so I asked Ava to inform everyone of my departure.

“OK, but first, let me get your bag.”

I started to walk after her when suddenly I was being picked up.

I firmly secured my arms around Mr. Gorgeous’s neck, to ensure that I didn’t fall, as I looked around to make sure he didn’t trip and drop me.

His soft chuckles drew my attention back to him.

“I assure you that I have you, I would never allow any harm to come to you”.

His words raptured inside me and I felt that they were spoken as a promise rather than encouragement. And, I didn’t know how to feel about that.

Ava handed me my purse and told me to be careful. As we were approaching his vehicle, I noticed someone standing by the back door.

“Don’t worry, it’s just my driver.” He answered my questioning gaze.

Opening the door he placed me gently on the seat.

“Thanks, Patrick.”

“Yes Sir.”

Being in an enclosed environment with Mr. Gorgeous was not doing anything positive for me at the moment, and before I could register what I was doing or the consequences of my actions, I placed myself in his lap.

Every sense and desire within me heighten to unmeasurable heights and I wanted him, more than I wanted anything. So, I brought his lips to mine, and never have I felt anything so soft in my life. I licked the lining of his bottom lip, before I bit it, moaning in my mouth, he deepens the kiss. I felt like I was in heaven, and NEVER again, would I desire to return to Earth.

Needing to breathe, I removed my lips from him, to place them on his neck, covering everything that I could reach. His hands on my body elicited a passion I had never known, and my heart stood at attention. I placed my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it matched my own, and for the night I knew that this is where I belonged.