Melt Me

Chapter 3

Out of all the guys in this world, it just had to be him. One of my ex hook-ups. Not the dark,tall and handsome stranger you might have thought. Sorry not sorry.

Unfortunately, he was one of those guys who only thought about their own pleasure. So needless to say, it wasn't that good for me.

"Hi," he said with a grin on his face. Rolling my eyes, I gave in and greeted him back. "So we are stuck with each other again. What a coincidence, don't you think sugar?" I almost vomited hearing him call me that nickname again. Apparently, he thought it was the most attractive nickname for a girl, when it clearly was not. How many "sugars" are out there? 

"Yeah, I guess so. I need a drink." I waved over the bartender and ordered something strong. She gave me a reassuring, comforting smile before working her magic. 

I felt his fingers touch my arm before they travelled down to my sides. A cold shiver ran down my spine. I didn't like that. It's not that magical touch of my mysterious stranger. "Can you stop that?" I turned to him with an annoyed look on my face. "Yes we are stuck for at least an hour together, but as soon as I see that Angel again, I will ask her to release me. Because this, I pointed to the handcuffs "is not how I imagined my evening." He shot me a questioning look. "But we had so much fun the last time we saw each other." He put his free hand on my waist and pulled me into his body. I was clouded by his scent. The kind of scent you smell when you enter a perfumery, where thousands of people have sprayed around different fragrances. 

"I think I have to correct you on that." Staring directly into his eyes, I pushed him off me. "YOU had your fun, I pleasured myself after. You were- and I quote, too exhausted. So if you touch me, without my consent ever again, I will call security." He smirked at me and I couldn't believe it.  He didn't take me serious for even one second. Just because we hopped into bed once, doesn't mean that he can assume I would do it again. Once again he grabbed my waist and let his hand linger on my ass. I let out a huff and turned to the bartender. "Can I have an Angel shot please?" "You want what? I never heard of that." my ex hook up said, but I hoped the bartender would understand. Thankfully she did. "Coming right away." I saw her signal to the Angel, who cuffs people together, coming over with security close behind. 

"Are you okay?" The genuine concern in her voice as well as her face made me realize that I was holding my breath. "What the hell?" I heard him screaming as security escorted him out.

As he left, I was finally able to breathe again and looked for Mel. I found her pretty quickly. She had her tongue down the throat of a woman she had been eyeing from the very beginning. I chuckled and headed to the bar, where I ordered another Malibu Pineapple, just to calm my nerves. I looked over to Mel again and saw them now dancing together. As she was looking up seeing me all alone, she shot me a where is your match look. I shrugged and she stopped dancing, whispering something to her girl and then both of them made their way to me. 

"What happened, girl? Who were you paired with and where is he?" Mel shouted and waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and told both of them the story. In between a lot of gasps and cursing words, she hugged me and apologized for not paying attention as she was distracted. I told her that everything was fine and that we could enjoy the night together and dance. We took another shot and headed for the dance floor.

As the music consumed me, I  began to forget all of my sorrows and just let myself go. I swayed my hips, letting my arms trace my body and threwmy head back. I felt bodies touching mine as I danced my worries away. But then, I  felt eyes on me. I looked through the crowd but no one stood out enough. I continued scanning the room until I felt a pair of hands grabbing me and pulling me backwards. Strong, well defined arms embraced me, his scent was extraordinary. He smelled like the ocean.

Like a fresh breeze with a hint of mint. It filled my nostrils. I didn't turn around, I wanted to savour this moment. His embrace felt like heaven. I felt comfortable and somehow...safe? His lips found a way to my shoulder, grazing it ever so lightly. That simple touch had me already wanting more. 

I leaned back and arched my neck, giving him more access. I felt him chuckling as his embrace tightened around me. He kissed my neck with a light peck and whispered "You don't want to talk first?" I laughed. He was playful and a gentleman. You don't find that very often. "You may be right, but I don't want the moment to end so I would like to enjoy it for a few more minutes." He breathed an okay into my ear and we kept dancing as he continued to tease me. 

Unfortunately, our moment was interrupted by a ringing phone and with that his touch was gone and I was left with the empty feeling that was his arms and his scent that filled my nose. What the fuck? It couldn't have been him, could it? Oh my god. Why I am so stupid? Why didn't I turn around? Then I could have seen if it was him or not. My mysterious stranger. Yet again he left me speechless and longing for more. 

I guess I’m in for a night of daydreaming as I pleasure myself to the thought of his lips and  touch.