"I couldn’t say anything! That macho dancer was totally freaking mindblowing!" Celyn snorted while her hand was placed on her heart.
The party’s over, and finally, that male entertainer left us already.
“I totally agree.” Yasmine nodded and turned to me. “Guessed, you made him mad, girl!”
I wasn't paying attention to what the two were saying. I sat back on the couch and toyed with the glass in my hand.
Celyn leaned on me teasingly. “Who wouldn’t get mad? Tamara just pulled his trigger!”
“Yeah!” Yasmine smiled and gently shook her head.
I remained silent despite them poking fun at me.
I knew that it was really my fault why that man was provoked earlier. I insulted him. But I wouldn’t do it if only he weren’t such a bore!
Besides, I'm going through something at home right now, so I want to enjoy myself while I'm here. He seemed forced to do his job and couldn't even crack a smile! He surfaced as if he had no choice but to do what he didn't want to do. Forgive me for insulting him, but I didn't find fun in his performance. Come on! People at home couldn't get to laugh any longer, and yet even here, I would be deprived of the leisure I was looking for!
"But, in fairness, Tamara, you two have chemistry. You two seem to be so cute together!" In an instant, Celyn's idea sparkled her with joy. And Yasmine agreed for the nth time! "Definitely! You know, I almost shivered when the man started to kiss her legs!"
I just shook my head at the silly playing cupid of these asinine people sitting beside me, trying to pair and matchmake me to that one hell of a man! Are they out of their minds? Pairing me with such a one-night entertainer? Oh, of course, they must be just joking!
But, indeed, the devil was so shocking earlier when he kissed and licked my skin with his hot lips! D*mn him! I could almost run out of breath now as I remembered what he did to me!
"Plus, he was deliciously gorgeous, Tami! He seems so tempting!" Celyn continued to tease me.
I rolled my eyes. "Come on, Lyn! It's part of the business that the male entertainer should be handsome and attractive enough! Like, hello? Who would hire an ugly macho dancer to please the clients in a pub like this, right!"
"So, you admit that you find him dazzling too, Tamara?" Yasmine intrigued.
I looked away from their scheming glazes and simply shrugged. Well, basically, yes!
“As I’ve said, no one would hire an unattractive—”
“But we’re asking about your personal opinion and not for the general, Tamara! So? You find him sexually appealing, huh?”
I raised a brow to hide the real words coming straight from my heart and ran my fingers through some strands of my hair. Sexually appealing? Well, that was undeniable about him!
I secretly bit my lower lip. I felt lust rising in me.
“Now, you couldn’t even directly answer, so it means you are guilty of our accusations! You fancy that macho dancer!” Yasmine giggled like a teenager, trying her very best to make the love teams she loved to work out!
I couldn’t seem to figure out if she was kidding, or maybe alcohol effects started to dominate her sanity, too!
"Yas, you're absolutely correct. Who knows? Perhaps Tamara would have finally found her ‘the one’ in this bridal shower!" Celyn added.
Rolled my eyes for the nth time. For all I knew, they were just teasing me like this because they were also excited and looking forward for me to finding a lifetime partner and somebody I am going to settle down with.
Well, to be honest, there's no issue for me if I date a macho dancer or a janitor as long as I really love the man with all of my heart. Like, why not, right? But what these two girls were saying, I don't believe in it, and I even find them cliche. Fate? A love story that started with destiny that will be a road to forever? Come on! This isn't a fairytale! We're living in a real world full of the matter of choices!
Few moments later and they finally stopped and maybe felt tired to matchmake me to that dancer. Yasmine fell asleep, maybe because of the effects of the alcohol she took, while Celyn was busy chatting with her fiancé on her phone and smiling ear to ear as if a teenager first time having a conversation with her crush! Silly!
I felt nauseated all of a sudden. I suspect it’s the consequence of taking too much liquors since I drank a lot! I was dizzy and before I could even vomit in my seat, I decided to excuse myself from them to get outside and throw up.
“Why? Are you okay? You want me to accompany you?” Celyn offered help as concern raised on her face when she saw me already really wasted.
I shook my head and smiled gently. I felt so grateful that I found mom-like friends with the two of them who always wanted to care for and look for one another when one of us wasn’t feeling well. "No need. I can handle it."
"Are you sure? You drank so much. I’m afraid you’re going to fall anywhere as it seems like you cannot even walk straight as of the moment!”
"Trust me. I can take good care of myself. Besides, I don't want to ruin the enjoyment of my best friend having chat conversations with her groom!" I grinned and finally went out of the room by myself.
"Crazy!"
I laughed, and it echoed in the room before I closed the door and started walking outside.
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, then stepped into the way of the nearest restroom.
Walking made me feel woozier, my head hurt, and then I couldn't help it anymore. I really wanted to throw up all the alcohol I'd taken! I immediately regretted not bringing Celyn with me. Urgh! The result of the consumption of inordinate quantities of alcoholic products!
In order to avoid having to crawl on my knees, I leaned against the white wall as I walked. My eyes are tearing up, and my head is spinning so badly. I can't see anything anymore, as if sleep is engulfing me.
I felt like I was about to collapse under the strain and slide across the cold floor, but instead, I had fallen into somebody’s muscular arms!
"You've been drinking way too much, lady." His baritone voice sounded somewhat familiar.
"Let me go. I need to go to the restroom."
I struggled to pull away from his comforting embrace, and I couldn't explain the hollow feeling that came over me when he was no longer there. In the back of my mind, I couldn't help but smile. I'm so tipsy that I could only think about things like crazily!
He released me, and I attempted to go further, but then again, I just got down on my knees as my feet already said no to walking. The man from behind me never missed to catch me in his magnetic electrifying strong arms!
"See? You couldn't even stand, and yet you still want to walk all alone!"
There was no way for me to respond. Annoyed, I brushed my fingers through my hair. A wave of nausea and the urge to throw up came over me suddenly.
"D*mn it!" The man alerted me and held my arm once again.
"I wanna go to the restroom. Take me to the restroom!"
He was indeed following me. He encouraged me and tagged along with me as I went to the restroom. Right after I walked in, I turned to the sink and threw up. The soft touch of my companion's hand on my back almost went unnoticed.
When I finally released it all, I felt relief in my stomach and throat, but I was still dizzy and had a bad hangover.
I ran the water to rinse my mouth, and the gentleman from behind me reached out to offer me a tissue. I accepted it and wiped the dirt and water from my lips. A while later, I was a little taken aback when the man himself reached for a tissue and thoroughly wiped my lips.
I don't know why, but that small gesture caused my heart to race, even though I know it meant absolutely nothing to him. I'm not sure if the alcohol is to blame or if there's something else at play because I don't really know what's going on with me at the moment. That seems to be a puzzle I can hardly solve.
"Not necessary for you to do this. I'm capable of handling it on my own." I said, avoiding eye contact with him.
I decided to retouch after that. In front of the large mirror, I pulled out my most daring red lipstick and simply slathered it on.
I won't deny myself retouching, even if it's just lipstick!
As I was doing this, I caught sight of the man standing behind me in the mirror. It's still hard to concentrate, my head hurts, and I'm dizzy, but my vision is worse now than it was before I stayed inside and rested. It's still blurry, but it's so much better than before that I can see him staring at me intently as I apply crimson lipstick. He was tall and imposing, with dark, piercing eyes and a pointed, slender nose.
It's a dead certainty that I don't know him, but he sure does look familiar. I think I already saw him somewhere.
"You look familiar. Have we met before?" I asked while staring at him in the mirror.
"Yes, we did."
"Where?"
"You are so drunk that you forgot already. I’m just not so sure if that would still be the case when you’re no longer under the influence of alcohol.”
I continued fixing the taint on my lip. I tried not to mind him and not to be conscious around him.
"Are your friends still around? Where are they? Are they still in that room?" he queried.
I frowned and glanced at him while putting the lipstick back in my purse.
"How did you know that I'm with my friends? How did you know about us? Do you know them? Do they know you? Do you know me, and do I know you?" D*mn, Tamara! What the heck?!
"I know you're with your friends, but I don't know all of you that much. I mean the whole thing about the three of you. And I'm sure you and your friends, as well, don't know me."
I faced him. I gasped slightly when I realized how handsome and elegant he was in his gray coat and tie. Why did I just notice it now?
I shook my head and turned away. "Thanks for accompanying me for a little while. Bye." I passed him carrying my purse with me.
I didn't hear him follow me, but I knew he was still watching me as I walked.
Thought I was already fine, but my vision turned blurry once again that it left me to lean on the wall for support and aggressively pulled my hair. St*pid alcohol!
"Come on, I'll take you back to your friends."
He dared touching me once more and supported my arms and shoulders to keep me from falling completely.
"Let go of me. I can handle—" I tried to resist him but my body said the otherwise and instead wanted to feel him more on my skin.
I didn’t want to go back to my friends and they would see I was accompanied by any man because for sure Celyn and Yas would play st*pid-cupids again!
"You always say you can handle when in fact, the truth is you can't. See? You can't even stand straight because you are still so drunk." There was a hint of anger and irritation in his tone.
My head suddenly heated. As far as I could remember, I didn't ask for his support, so if he was just going to get angry and irritated because of my drunkenness, then why was he still bothering me?
I pulled away from his grasp, fuming. "Leave me alone! I can do fine without you and without your help! Stop pestering me!"
"Absolutely not! Let's go back to your friends. I won't leave you unless I'm certain of your safety." The man grabbed my arm in an unyielding attempt to steady me.
"Seriously, who do you think you are? Why bother?!" I hissed at him.
Already told him I could manage myself, but he was so insistent! He was indeed starting to annoy me!
I took my arm back and furiously I grabbed his collar. "Who do you think you are, huh?!"
I stared at his face for a few seconds. He was already looking stoic and outraged. I could see his jaw clench and hear him gasp. Holy crap!
It occurred to me that I might have seen this man and this expression somewhere before, so I focused my stare directly on his eyes and his whole rough, screaming dangerous facial features.
Forcing my brain to recall, I almost rejoiced when I got what I desired. I could finally clearly remember him!
"You were that macho dancer earlier?" I asked in both disbelief and surprise.
He didn't answer, just fighting my gaze.
"It was really you! That's why you looked so familiar!"
I looked at him from head to toe, and I just couldn't believe it! How?! How is it even possible for a macho dancer to suddenly transform into an almost perfect, alluring prince charming?!
"Can't believe it! You were that boring macho dancer earlier!” "It doesn't matter now," he answered darkly. I grinned. "You were nothing but a shameless, boring hombre who dared to lick my skin!” “Now’s not the right time to talk about that. Come on, I'll take you back to your friends.” He was holding my shoulders as he gently dragged me, preventing me from sliding or going down to the cold floor. I suddenly remembered my friends and was alarmed. Those silly girls would definitely tease me again once they see that I’m with this man! "No! Take me somewhere, instead!" I quickly suggested. Oh, silly me! That just came out of my lips without even thinking about it carefully. I pulled my hair. D*mn! I hate alcohol effects! I hate how it makes me out of my mind and can’t think properly! He frowned. "What?" Instead of explaining myself to him, I decided to divert the topic. “You were so brazen when you licked my legs with your filthy tongue a while back,” I hissed. He didn't answe
There was a palpable air of darkness inside the room. My eyes were couldn't see anything but the rest of my senses were active. To my nose, his manly fragrance and menthol breath was overwhelming. While my ears were able to pick up our sighs and grunts with relative ease. And, of course, our sense of taste and touch, which benefited from the sensual acts we shared.He became even more hostile after I slithered my leg around his waist. Carelessly, he tore the strap off my dress and proceeded to give me a quick kiss on the neck and all the way down to my cleavage.A hand reached down and grabbed my butt, and he pulled me up as if I weighed nothing compared to his strength. To keep from falling, I clung to the back of his neck. He fondled my chest."Your body's perfect," he whispered huskily.He was softening my body to the point where I thought I might just melt.He smoothed my straight hair back with his hand and ran his fingers along my back. After he unhooked my bra, he sucked on my
This time, he attempted to re-enter me delicately and carefully. He gradually guided his m*nhood inside of me while guiding it toward my entrance, but before he could even finish, I winced once more at the surreal pain! "Sh*t!” "Bear with it. This always hurts the first time around that you do this thing. The pain will just ease away later," he said in a baritone. I pulled his hair. I'm not sure I'll be able to handle it because it just hurts so much! He forcefully moaned, "Oh!" And then he fully inserted himself inside me. "Oh my gosh!" I cried as I finally felt him completely invading me! I couldn't see it but I could really feel his length throbbing inside my tight p*ssy. Waiting for me to adjust, he remained still. I worried I couldn't bear it and wasn't sure if I could even cope with his long, huge size because the pain felt so excruciatingly bad that it felt like it was torturing me! "I guess I can’t make it. Get off me." I ordered cryingly. If only he knew that I was s
(Fabio's POV)When I opened my eyes, all I felt was emptiness since the woman with whom I had just made love the last night was no longer in the bed next to me. Perhaps she had woken up before I did, and without even saying goodbye, she simply drifted away without leaving any trace.What would I expect? A silly girl like her would simply walk away just like that.I sat on the edge of the bed, folded my hands, and rested them on my knees. Last night was wonderful. I wasn't just sure if that woman also enjoyed what we did or if she might have been, at the moment, regretting that she slept with me.But she didn't seem regretful when she first gave herself to you last night… When she surrendered her virginity to you, she seemed genuinely pleased. I, somehow, consoled myself.I glanced at the bed and saw a bloodstain there. It was the undeniable proof that I was the one who devirginized her. I was the first to touch her like last night. I took the thin blanket she used and slammed my eyes
“No,” I firmly continued.“Please, at least, just this once, bro Fabio. Just this once and I promise I am never gonna ask you such a thing like this ever. Just for tonight!” she begged me more.I didn’t say a word. No matter how she would beg and pleaded with me, I just couldn’t grant her request. “Big bro Fab, please! My client already fully paid for this entertainment, I could not simply upset them for not doing my part enough as the owner of the bar and organizer of their party who promised to give them complete fun for the bridal shower, so, please!”"Then be frank on them, Natasya. Tell them if it’s possible to postpone that bridal shower because the macho dancer you hired couldn’t make it tonight,” I, instead, suggested a remedy to her problem."Brother, I can't do that. They still anticipate the bridal shower to be a success tonight, so I can't put it off because they have a lot to look after in the next few days for the upcoming wedding."I was seriously starting to get total
After a while, I dropped the papers I was reading. D*mn it! The more I tried to avoid contemplating her, the more I thought about her. No matter how hard I tried, thoughts of her face and body kept popping into my head. She kept disturbing my head, making it seem like I couldn't even concentrate on whatever I was about to do for work!Thinking of how close I would be to her, how my hands would explore her sensual form, how my lips would caress her neck with soft, passionate bites, how my mouth would claim her mounds, how my nostrils would become addicted to her spiced, tempting scent, how my finger would make its way to touch her extremely delectable folds, and how I would feel to be inside her had aroused my erection for the nth time today!I closed my eyes tightly and sighed violently. F*ck. I was so turned on by the thoughts from our last night’s shared bliss!Before I lost my mind, I decided to look for something on my tablet. My sister handed me a picture yesterday, and as I wa
(Tamara's POV)As I got home, I went straight to my room to take a cold shower. I needed a cool bath, especially since I could still feel the hots for that man I just gave my whole self with.I remembered staring at his face for a long time before I left the hotel early in the morning. "Who are you and what really happened?" For a second I remained looking at his peacefully-sleeping face in the bed.Alright, as I could recall, I was in a bad mood when I left the house last night because I overheard mom and dad arguing. I attended Celyn's bridal shower at the bar. I overindulged in drinking, resulting in becoming totally wasted. I seduced the boring, dull macho dancer and we met again after a while then everything just turned like a flash as we ended up in bed!My eyes widened. Oh my gosh! So, I really did have s*x with this macho dancer last night?!I could finally figure everything out little by little in my memory. This guy laying beside me was the same guy who I insulted at the p
Both my friend and I watched mom as she walked upstairs.My mom has always been like this. She always loves to tease me to match me to my best friend—Chris. I'm used to it and I just disregard it every time. Chris is so much like a brother to me that I'm not embarrassed or self-conscious about showing up to him in the morning without having showered or even put on any makeup.“Let me take, at least, my breakfast first before we go, will that be alright? Because I don’t want to go on a drive with a hungry tummy,” I continued telling Chris.He nodded understandingly. “You know I’m always ready to wait for you…”I glared at him humorously. “Come on! Stop pulling your playboy tricks on me, Christian Salvatore, Jr.! You know I won’t be like those girls drooling around to be laid by you.”He chuckled in both annoyance and amusement. “And you really know how to annoy me by just calling me by my complete name every time!”I grinned. I always win, and I know he would always let me win over hi