Skipper

8| Justin

SKIPPER

"Skipper!" 

I smirked when I heard her cried my name as she rode her orgasm. 

From her left nipple, I trailed my kisses to her neck, then up to her ear. I gently nibbled on her lobe before I whispered to her. "We're just starting, hun," I started teasing her ear with my tongue. 

I was just palming her, and she came on that. She's damn responsive. 

My hand between her legs moved. I rubbed my fingers on her slit. Her whole body shuddered at that. 

"You're dripping, sweetheart. You want me this bad?" I cooed on her ear. 

She purred then clutched on my shoulder. 

"Skipper, please," she moaned then rubbed herself against my hand. 

I watched her with hooded eyes. Alcohol intoxicated me. I know I am drunk, but I also know I can still fuck real good. 

Tricia's lying on the hood of my car, her legs spread wide with me in between them. 

I stared at her for a moment. And I was pulled from my mania.

This is so wrong. 

I stood straight then I took a step back. 

"I'm sorry," I murmured then I started fixing her up. I helped her up then I escorted her back in the club. 

Mukhang naguguluhan s'ya ngunit hindi na kumibo pa. 

"Hey, Kipp!" Eliana greeted the moment she saw me. Her eyes slowly moved to the woman clinging on my arm. "Patricia?" she asked, confused. 

I gently removed the model's arm on mine. I excused myself then went straight to the bar counter. 

"Scotch on rocks," I placed my order then I stared on my balled fists on the counter. 

After Tricia left me on the dance floor, I went back to our table. I found Trey drinking himself to death, with Dara and Colt almost fucking each other on one side. Nagpaalam ako sa kanila na aalis na para pumunta sa company event. On my way out, I bumped into Darco, and he decided to join me. 

Darco feasted on the amateur models of G&S, while I got interested with a single model. 

I spent my night flirting with Patricia, and the whole time, I was calling her Tricia. 

One thing led to another, until I found myself asking her to spend the night with me. 

There's something goddamn wrong with me! 

After a glass of scotch, I've decided to call it a night. I went to look for Darco and told him I'll be going home. 

TRICIA

"What's wrong with you?!" Justin yelled the moment we settled in the car. "If paparazzi spotted you, making out in the middle of the crowded dance floor, you'll be the talk of the town!"

I grunted then I leaned my head on the window of my car. 

"Any publicity is a good publicity," I said then I closed my eyes. 

Upon remembering what happened, I smiled to myself. 

I'm sure that Skipper will be coming back for more. He won't forget how we kissed. 

And I planned to make him chase after me. I won't be like his other girls. I won't be an easy lay. I would be exceptional. I'll be a challenge to him.