Why are relationships always such a joke? Everyone is always so busy playing games that they don't leave time to actually HAVE the relationship! Well not me, not anymore. From now on, I'm just going to have my fun and be done.
For the last few weeks, I've been hitting the clubs on the weekends to blow off some steam and get free drinks from gullible bar scene dicks. I swear, bat my eyes a little and lean forward to spill the goods and I can get drinks all night to drown my memories. These poor bastards were never going to have me, I was done with men, dating, all of it. Flirting was okay, but I wasn't going to get attached to anyone, and that meant; no sex! Sex was just a stepping stone to people catching feelings of some kind, and feelings only made you weak to the games that inevitably followed.
Friday night was finally here and I needed to unwind. It had been a long week, work was stressful and to top it off, some asshole ran me off the road on my way home! I think this called for some top shelf drinks!
In need of some heart pumping music that I could really move to, I dawned my tattered jeans, high tops, sports bra and cropped hoodie and hit my favorite hip-hop themed club. Tonight was about blowing off steam more than it was about drinking, but I'd be using the movements of my body to acquire a few drinks from the suckers watching me none the less. They would only try to play games with me anyway, why not play some of my own?
Getting into a groove and feeling the rhythm moving through me, I took to the dance floor and swayed to the beat, twisting and turning, rolling my body to the music. Before the second song was over, I had my first sucker.
He was right up on me, dancing aggressively, eyes locked into mine with a devilish smirk on his lips and looking for his chance to get his hands on the skin showing under my crop top. I gave a twirl and rocked my hips towards him to make sure he was good and interested. I was getting at least two drinks out of this one, although I was also going to have some real fun with him, he was sexy as hell and knew how to move. That smile he wore bordered playful innocence and seductively devious. I'd have to watch myself around this one, he was going to be dangerous if not watched carefully.
Bending forward, I gave my toes a quick touch and snapped back up to return his thirsty look. Damn, his reactions were putting me in an extra playful mood! I hadn't had this much fun teasing someone in a long time. He was making this too easy! He looked as if he wanted to eat me up right there on the floor. Such aggressive heat in his bright eyes!
"Damn girl, you got some real moves.", he licked his lips as he spoke.
First time he spoke since coming up on me. What a voice! Low and raspy, with a deep growl to it. My first reaction was to melt into him, until I gave myself a mental slap and returned to reality. Don't do it... don't get mushy for this one. He's clearly a hungry playboy looking for an easy meal, but that didn't mean I couldn't play with him a little, right? I was no stranger to being flirty, I was actually really good at it, and enjoyed tempting people. You want to play little boy? Game on.
"This is nothing, I can move in ways you couldn't handle.", that may have been a little too strong for my first words to him... oh well. Let's see what he does.
"I'd like to see what you can really do baby, but you aren't the only one with moves.", he winked with a shining smile.
Was I just hit with a solar flare!? I'm indoors, aren't I?? What the hell was up with that smile? Damn he wasn't only hot, he was cute as hell, beautiful even! He really was dangerous, maybe I should back off from this one and take a break. Giving him a wink while running my finger under his chin, I gave him a little wave and retreated from the floor to sit at the bar.
Taking a seat, I ordered a small cup of water to cool off. It had been a while since I had any action and my games with him were only tempting my own desires. I can't believe I let myself get so worked up in such a short amount of time, we only danced for a few songs! Damnit he was so good looking though, and the way he moved his body... I quickly took another big gulp of the icy water to calm myself.
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The Game of Love
FanfictionFed up with being used by men and done with dating, Candice hits the local bars to do some 'using' of her own. She cons easy targets out of drinks to drown her misery in alcohol, until she meets a club regular with a knack for dance and a smooth ton...