The Matters of Her Heart

Clubbing always gets you in trouble

"You ready yet Max? You've been up there for hours!"

"Chill Hayden, I'll be down in a sec," Maxwell replied walking down his winding stairwell of his new mansion sized house. He rounded the corner to find his best friend was in his kitchen, once again eating something. "One of these days, I'm gonna put a lock on that damned thing! Then you won't be able to eat all my food."

"That's not cool bro," Hayden laughed as he finished eating his turkey club sandwich. "It's only food and its not like you're going to eat it anyway. Now stop bitching and let's get this show on the road! My conquest of the night awaits."

Maxwell shook his head before they walked out the door. They took separate cars because knowing Hayden, they'd both be going home drunk and him with another girl. After parking in the employee area, they entered Maxwell's club 'El Gato Negro'. After greeting the bouncer Luke, they made their way to the bar.

"Hey boss, what can I get ya' tonight?" The bartender asked as he handed out drinks and wiped a few glasses.

"Just a few shots Snyder, that's it," he replied just as Hayden was saying, "Get him drunk! The strongest you got he needs to have some fun tonight."

"Hayd, you know I can't. Not tonight anyway. I've got that really big meeting with new clients and other meetings starting at 8. No heavy drinking for you either, you have meetings at 9 so you better take it easy."

"You're going to get laid tonight whether I've got to find you a girl myself! I mean come on; look at all this ass just swaying. You can't tell me you don't want some," Hayden's arms gestured to the dance floor in front of them.

Maxwell's eyes merely glanced around in boredom at all the dancing and grinding bodies until his peripheral caught a voluptuous, brown skinned beauty swaying and moving her curvy hips to the beat. He was memorized by the way she moved with grace but yet it was as if she was seducing you slowly. The short blue dress she had on put him in a trance. Her movements, unlike everyone else appeared classy and as he watched her, he adjusted his pants to attempt to sooth his aching manhood at the thought of ripping that blue fabric from her body and tasting her. The beauty, he'd decided to call her until he knew her name, was dancing with a smaller, slightly slimmer but just as thick version of herself and they were getting all the attention of the males. Maxwell felt this possessive feeling wash over his body making him want to punch a few of the patrons because that was his woman.

Making his way to her, Maxwell slowly joined in on her enchanting dance. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her against him. Tanya gasped slightly at the contact, it felt like flames engulfed her body and the instant wetting of her panties started. Whoever it was had big, strong hands and she imagined what they'd do to her body.

Maxwell groaned and tightened his grip when she pressed her ass against his throbbing manhood and ground harder to the beat of the song. 'Sweet Jesus this feels good as hell' he thought as she did it again. He had to stop before he did something like take her on this dance floor with all these people watching as he pounded into her tight, wet cunt. Just thinking about it had him getting impossibly hard.

"Let's go get some drinks," his husky voice sent her body tingling and shivers down her spine as he bit into her neck gently, sucking on the skin behind her ear. Tanya's knees buckled as he found her sweet spot. He led her off to the bar with his arm firmly around her waist, hand resting on her hip.

"Hey Tiffy," Tanya greeted her sister as she sat on the bar stool with the sexy white man standing right against her. He ordered them some gummy bears, her favorite shot.

Tiffany eyed the man that hadn't let his eyes stray from her sister since they began dancing. He had stunning ocean blue eyes, long blonde hair that stopped a few inches past his shoulders. He dressed nice and seemed genuine. She could see her older sister having a good life with him, marriage and kids to be exact.