A MAN TO HATE

chapter five

Bellatia

I throw my sassiest side eye at Jacky as he pushes me into that other man's embrace as a mischievous grin appears on his face

What a traitor !

The stranger behind the mask was already taking me away with him in the middle of the room

His grip around my waist is far more possessive than Jacky's could ever be

My eyes meet his, even behind the mask they look so dark

And i'm not saying that because of his eyes color

he leads me to a much darker corner of the room as if he's looking for privacy, for once I let my guard down a little, like Jacky said, a little fun won't hurt me

he makes me dance in his arms by holding me firmly against his chest, my arm is tied around his shoulder, and my other hand was trapped between his fingers

he towers over me with a good head despite my high heels, and he must surely have spent a lot of hours in the gym, I can feel the firmness of his muscles even under his clothes

he doesn't seem to want to talk, I feel a little embarrassed, so I speak first

'' don't you think it's not really appropriate to pull me away from my dance partner? '' i say as i keep dancing to the music pace

He has a mocking grin in the corner of his mouth '' said who ? ''

'' said me '' i retaliate almost immediately

His lips are thin but look sensual, a small mole under his bottom lip gives them the most charm i've ever seen from a man lips

They're just screaming TASTE ME...

What the fuck am i thinking of?

I shake my head so i can focus on what he is saying instead of looking at his lips

'' i remember that i asked for the dance... didn't i ? How's that inappropriate '' he says softly

there's something quite particular in his voice, I wouldn't know how to explain it...I'm a bit surprised when I hear his voice, I would say that his voice is very virile and supple at the same time, it makes me strangely want to see his face

My eyes meet his again...

He looks familiar, but i can't really tell

Both of us are wearing masks, so i'm not really sure i've seen him before

But...i feel like i did

'' you were already taking it '' i murmur

He twirls me and pulls me again in his arms, The further we move on the track, the more I feel like his grip around my waist tightens, as if he doesn't even intend to give me a little space to breathe properly.

We sway between the other dancers slowly

His body was dangerously too close to mine and i don't know how to feel about it

I can feel a strange feeling as we are dancing slowly together

Forehead against forehead, chest against chest
His body moving in a manly but gently way against mine

His hands around me like he will never let me go

I'm not the type to feel heat easily, but i don't know why the friction of our bodies is starting to get me high

in my head, I tell myself that I have to push him back a little, just to put a reasonable distance between the two of us, but it's just beyond my strength, my limbs do not cooperate at the quest of my brain