Racing Desires

9. Control

Warning steamy contents! ⚠️⚠️⚠️

The mixutre of music in this club is really good. And hell this girl knows how to move her sexy curves. After nearly losing it during bad boy, I try and keep a little more distance between our bodies. My dick is hard enough and aching even without her pressing against it like she did and giving that perfect friction which nearly had me groaning right here on the dancefloor.

A lot of eyes are set on her here on the dancefloor and some of them don't sit right with me, they kind of look like the types who wouldn't accept a no if she were here on her own.

Even keeping a little distance between our bodies, the dances are damn hot and I wonder how much she goes clubbing besides tonight. Every move is like perfection.

While grabbing some drinks at the bar, I have to ask her. "Where did you learn to dance like that? I'm nearly sure you could entertain the whole place with your moves."

"Ah wouldn't you like to know, huh? I bet that's something you couldn't find in my personnel file or on my social media accounts."

How the hell does she know I've been on her social media accounts? I haven't liked or commented on anything. "Ha, you just got caught", she laughs. "The look on your face is priceless."

"You know, your safety on those accounts isn't very high."

"Perhaps, or maybe I extra leave some things open so people only get to see one side of me and the other side is secured", she shrugs with a smirk on her face.

"So you mean, there are things not everyone should see?", curiosity has gotten the best of me.

"Well....who knows?", she bites down on her lips and is obviously enjoying this game she is playing. "What about you? You dance good yourself."

Laughing I tip her nose. "Well this will be my secret until you give me yours."

A couple of drinks and dances later, I badly need to go for a pee.

"Kiara, I want you to stay here at the bar. Here it's a little safer than on the crowded dancefloor and don't let anyone give you a drink. I'll be back in five minutes", annoyed about my demand she rolls her eyes. "I mean it Kiara, stay put."

Thank god the toilet isn't too full unlike the ladies toilet, where they are waiting in a long row. Reaching the bar again, Kiara is no where to be seen. Of course not, should have told her to go dancing and she probably would have stayed put.

"Have you seen the red head girl, I've been with here all night?", I ask the bartender.

"I think she was heading direction dancefloor. Quite an eyesight your girl, you shouldn't leave her alone in here."

My girl? Instead of correcting him, I nod and thank him and then push my way through to the dancefloor. She's not that tall, but her hair and dress are eyecatching. The words of the bartender shoot into my head; yes, she definitely is quite an eyesight.

Seeing her from far off, I can watch one guy trying his hardest to make a move on her. No one around her reacts as she starts screaming at him and trying to loosen herself from his grip. Immediately my fists clench hard at my side.

Her knee tries to fend up to his balls, but he manages to pull her so hard against him, leaving no space for her knee to move up. On my way to them, I simply push people out of my way causing some of them to get angry, but they don't say a thing as soon as they see my glare. When I finally reach them, my fist connects with his face.

"She told you to fucking back off", I yell.

"Hey look at that bitch, she's asking for it. She obviously wants a decent dick between her legs", he snarls at me before trying to throw a punch back. Tough luck for him, I land another decent punch causing a satisfying cracking noise under my fist. Guess I just broke this assholes nose.