Chapter 19 Club Night II
LUCIAN
I left the old house after Grandmother had slept and drove straight to the club to cool off. The sight of Martins had infuriated me so much that I could kill him—or anyone who challenged me that evening. On my way, a call came in from my only friend, Damian, who was also in the country. We agreed to meet at the club.
Damian was the friend I had met on the airplane when I left the country five years ago, and it had been the best thing that ever happened to me. Even though I didn’t show it, Damian meant a lot. He had made staying in a foreign land with no familiar faces or family easy and exciting. He used to go back home every last month of the year, but for two years, he hadn’t, because of me. He only left in the third year when he was certain I knew other places where I could spend my free time whenever he wasn’t around.
The club was the most boring I’d ever experienced—not because it wasn’t fun, but because that woman kept invading my thoughts. Wouldn’t it have been fun if she were here with me, giving me a lap dance and letting me spank her soft ass? I knew it was wrong, but I had never been this excited to indulge in something forbidden. She was like a crime I was ready to commit.
Just as I was about to give up on clubbing for the day, two women walked in and caught my attention. The one in the skimpy bodycon dress had Sienna’s shape, which made me even more interested. When she finally turned around and revealed her full face, my heart skipped a beat. It was her… the same woman who had been haunting me even in her absence. She looked damn hot in that dress. She wasn’t wearing a brassiere, and her thick nipples pressed against the black fabric.
My eyes wandered over her body. If only I could bite her nipple and slide my hands over her lap. Damn! My cock jerked at the thought. Oh my God! Even my mind agreed with me. This was a crazy plan.
“Should I just marry her so that her pussy belongs only to me?” The words slipped out before I could stop myself. At that moment, I didn’t know if I truly meant it or if it was just the instant horniness that hit me the second I saw her. She was the one… the only one who could take my sexual desire from zero to a hundred percent.
Damian was shocked. I was equally surprised by my own words. In my thirty years on earth, I’d never considered settling down with a woman, not even for a second. But she didn’t just make me think about it; she made me contemplate it seriously.
“What’s come over you, man? This isn’t you. Are you drunk already?” Damian picked up my glass and checked its contents. “This is your first glass, and you haven’t even drunk half of it.” He dropped the glass. “Do you have a terminal disease? Are you dying soon?” He stretched his hands toward my forehead, but I swatted them away.
I hissed, leaned back in the chair, and let out a deep breath. “I don’t know, man. She’s really making me do the unthinkable.”
“That’s because you’re so eager to know what she tastes like,” Damian said. “I’m sure the feeling will end as soon as you have her beneath you,” he asserted.
What Damian said only increased the tension rising within me. The feeling was supposed to end after fucking her, right? That’s how it had always been with every woman I met. In fact, that was the main reason I concluded I wouldn’t settle with any woman— because the moment I finished, all my desire dissipated. But with her, the feeling had sprouted even after… I had never experienced that before.
I shut my eyes and pinched the space between my brows. Sienna is a sin. My sin. Tasting her once had already made me sin. Now I couldn’t escape it, no matter what. Wait! I hadn’t even felt the urge to stop. Instead, I wanted her again… over and over.
I shifted my gaze back to her, and our eyes met. My heart skipped a beat, and my cock jerked instantly. She smiled widely and waved at me. My body stiffened, and my throat bobbed. Did she really just smile and wave at me?
Sienna hated me… she wouldn’t even spare me a glance. Was I mistaken?
While I was still trying to convince myself I wasn’t hallucinating, she flashed another flirtatious smile—wider and more intentional. Fuck! If only she knew what her gaze and smile were doing to me. I felt like letting my member break loose and do whatever it wanted with her.
Then, she nodded and started walking toward the bathroom area. My eyes widened. I gulped. Was this really happening? Did she just invite me to the bathroom? Could she be feeling the same way I was?
“Damian, I need to go now. Somebody needs my attention.” I rose to my feet and tucked my hands in my pockets so my hardened cock wouldn’t be too visible.
“Somebody needs your attention? Who?” he asked. That fool! he should know better than to ask questions every single time.
I didn’t respond; I just patted his shoulder and walked past him. He was insignificant. Sienna was the only one who could control me right now.