Lisa - A Gangster Love Story

4

"You're pretty light on your feet" says a raspy voice in my ear. I shiver. It sounds so hot. I turn and try to see who said that but I'm greeted by a mere silhouette.

I understand why they call it BLACK now. At midnight the lights go off and mere red shadow lights can be seen from around the rooms in the club. Enough for one to see somewhat of their direction. And there's brighter red lights leading to the VIP.

I'm back in the VIP section and it's turnt up here too now since it's around 1 and unlike other clubs this ones VIP is actually quite a vibe! It's dark as shit still though. I love the concept but hate that I can't put a face to this man I've been dancing with for a while now. Just a mere sexy voice.

He's a good dancer too. And he smells fucking incredible. Feels good under my touch and has a great grip. I can tell he's tall considering how much he's towering over me. Just about everything about him seems perfect. Except - I can't put a face to the character. It's bittersweet.

I hold on to him a little tighter as the music gets more sensual and we grind into each other. He's good at this. From the way he's holding me to the way he's body is moving with mine.

I'm not going to lie and downplay shit. I can dance. I know what I'm doing when it comes to the dance floor. I used to do contemporary and freestyle dance back in high school and way before that too.

I can feel his breath on my neck. It brings tingles down my spine and I hold on to the back of his neck. He then starts to kiss down my neck, slowly.

It feels so good, I don't want him to stop. I can feel that he's probably going to leave a hickey on the spot he's busy with at the moment. I moan and he groans in response.

"You like that princess?" He rasps into my ear and I nod trying to hold back another moan.

I can't believe this is happening to me right now. I mean, don't get me wrong, I've had my share of spicy dance moments in clubs before but not like this. I usually never let it go beyond just dancing.

I pull away when he squeezes my ass for the second time. I can feel myself getting really wet from this mans touch and I'm not a one night stand kind of girl so I'll just have to go get some air and maybe later take care of myself.

I then dance through the crowd and eventually get to the toilets. I go in, relief myself, fix myself and gather my thoughts and dignity before exiting.

I hear Tri somewhere nearby and I follow her shouting.

"Bitch if I see you anywhere near my man again I will cas-" I pull her away from the girl she was about to beat up.

"Tri, calm down baby" I say to her pulling her face towards me. I'm so glad I'm in heels and that she clearly has hers off because she's taller than me.

"Nah, lemme go finish her. Who she think she is touching on me man like dat?" She says heavy breathing.

I don't even want to know how and where she saw that happening because I know my girl and she probably exaggerating. But when she comes to her man? She no play dem games.

"She ain't worth it. That's your man and you know he got eyes for you and you only" I say hyping her up.

She starts crying "I just feel like he might do me like that idiot. It's so hard to just trust him" she admits.

I feel for her. She's finding it so hard to move on from that dumb man but I know eventually she will. I hush her while comforting her in my arms and she continues to sob. It's probably the alcohol that's got her this emotional. She gets like that sometimes.

"It's gon be alright Tri baby" I whisper to her.

Where was her man in all this? Coming towards us. I could see him because near the toilets is a bit better to see. It's still not bright bright but its enough light.

"What the fuck happened here and why is my woman crying" he demands an answer with a scary look on his face.