She Loves Me

4.

I couldn't get what happened out of my head. The way she touched me and knew which buttons to press to make my body react like that scared me. I've been with some men but there've never made me cum like she did.

The next day I woke up and I was in my bed. Robyn had already left for another one of her trips.

It had been close to a week since she'd left and I decided tonight I was gonna go out.

I had nothing nice in my closet so I decided to sneak into Robyn's room and take one of her dresses. It was perfect for tonight. A simple red velvet dress with black stilettos and a black strap purse. I took a shower and did my routine. Once the dress was on and my makeup and hair was done. I called Uber and sipped on some white wine while I waited.

The ride to the club wasn't exactly as long as I had contemplated but the line was. I waited for almost an hour before I was allowed in. It was dark, hot and smelled of sweat and smoke. I headed for the bar first and took several shots. I started to think it was a bad idea that I came and began scrolling through Twitter.

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing here in a club by herself?" I look up at the voice and it's a man in a blazer. He's decent looking and smiles at me. I return the gesture.

"I don't even know why I came. This isn't even my scene." I say. He stares at me and then orders a whole bottle of Ace of Spades. He leans against the bar facing me and sticks his hand out.

"Shawn Carter." He says. I'm assuming that's his name.

"And you must be Mrs. Carter." I laugh at his statement.

"Simone," I say shaking his hand and just as I try to pull away. He turns my hand over and kisses the back.

"Nice to meet you Ms. Simone." He flashes a smile. I blush and retrieve my hand back.

"Join me for a drink." He says as the bartender returns with his bottle. I hesitate for a second then take his hand as he leads me towards the VIP section.

I make sure that my sway leaves an impression. When we take a seat he doesn't stop staring at me and I blush.

His VIP room is empty and secluded. He offers me a drink and I accept.

"Where are you from?" He asks.

"New York," I answer and he smiles. "What?"

"I didn't need to ask to know." He replies. "You got that accent from Brooklyn." Shawn chuckles and I laugh with him.

I also didn't need to ask him for me to know that he was from New York. He pours himself and I another. Then looks at me.

"Why you sitting so far away?" He asks. I was sitting opposite him on another couch.

"You want me closer to you? Just ask." I say and he licks his lips. He tilts his head and motions with his hand for me to come closer.

I stand up and walk towards him. I stop in front of him and he stares at everything but my face. I take a seat beside him and cross one leg over the other. He props his hand on my bare knee and looks at me.

I smile and sip my drink.

We talk all night about random things. They way he leans into my ear and brushes his leg against mine. He knows what he's doing. I catch his eyes skimming over my exposed chest. He licks his lips and looks away. I ignore the gesture and we continue talking for the rest of the night.

I check my phone and it's five in the morning. Everybody has left by now but Shawn and I must've lost track of time.

"You have a ride?" He asks walking me out the club.