Another Chance: As A Human 3

Chapter Four: That Was Fun, Until it Wasn't

We all walk to the new club and Qetsiyah and Stefan go in before us, compulsion. The people behind them cuss at them and shout. Silas pulls me back before I can get to the guard. 

"I read your mind. You know she'll tell Stefan if you are a bitch to her." He states 

"Oh, Silas. I already have that covered." I smile 

"Just make sure you give her what she deserves, show her who's the boss." 

"I wouldn't do anything less." 

I get up to the guard, the people cussing and shouting again about how it isn't fair. Little do they know that I'm on the list. I get up to the guy and he asks me my name. 

"Katherine Pierce. The owner." 

"Come right ahead, Ms. Pierce. Everything's ready for you." He smiles 

As we are walking in I hear the bouncer yelling at the people. "Y'all calm down, that right there was the owner of this club. Be lucky she's even letting you in line." 

"When did you buy this?" Silas asks 

"Over the summer, it's a surprise. I thought this town needed a little bit of fun. You like?" 

We get into the club and the music is loud and people are dancing on each other and people talking at the bar. 

"I like it. Let's have some fun."  

"There are Damon and Elena, let's go say hey."  

We make our way through the crowd of people and boy is it jam-packed. Who knew Mystic Falls had so many people. I get to them and grab Elena's arm, she turns and smiles at then pulls me into a hug. Silas leans down to my ear and whispers something. 

"Hey, Silas and I are getting shots." 

"Okay, we'll come with you." 

We get to the bad and order. Elena looks down at the bar and sees Qetsiyah and Stefan. She taps my shoulder and brings it to my attention. 

"I know. We ran into them at dinner and I invited them." I say 

"I thought you were in a bad position with them?" Damon asks 

"It's called pretending Damon. If Qetsiyah even thinks for a moment I'm going to forgive her, she's just as psycho as Silas says she is."

"Katherine." Silas scolds  

I look at him and I shrug my shoulders. "What? You know I'm right. Anyway, I... want to dance." 

I down my shot and drag Silas to the dance floor leaving Damon and Elena at the bar. As we get on the dance floor a new song starts. (insert song of your choice) Now, this is the music of dancing. I start running my hands through my hair and moving my hips to the beat of the music. I can feel Silas's strong hand on my waist as he presses kisses along the nape of my neck. I touch my hands to his and start grinding against his crouch and he takes in a sharp breath. He pulls me closer to me and he starts moving against me. The fun starts when I feel his privates against my butt. I giggle as I add a little extra pressure against him. 

"Come with me." He whispers seductively in my ear

He grabs my hand and he leads me somewhere. We get there and it's the bathroom and thank God there wasn't a line.

"Ooh, bathroom sex. How scandalous." I laugh 

Not saying anything he pulls me into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Without hesitating he pushes me up against the wall and starts laying kisses all over my neck, shoulders, and mouth. There is urgency in his kisses like he needs to ravish me now and as quickly as possible, but in a good way. He rests me on the silver bar next to the toilet, still kissing me while he is unbuckling his belt and in one quick swipe, his pants are around his knees. He runs his hands up my legs, then my thighs, and then my hips. He turns me around on the wall so I'm facing it. He continues to run his hands up my body, moving my dress along with them. Thank God I'm not wearing any underwear. This is too hot to have the struggle of panties. The tile wall is cold against my neck but that makes me feel more excited to be doing this. Silas kisses my cheek and I can feel his smile as he does it. Without anything else, Silas enters me with one swift motion. He starts off with slow and light motions then quickly moves into slow and hard movements. 

"Ugh!' I let out a loud moan 

He chuckles at that sound knowing what it does to me when he does it. He keeps the pace slow but hard, torturing me. The getting to this point felt rushed but the actual deed feels needy, helpless, good. I can't help but let out a couple of more moans at the exquisite pleasure I am feeling. With this position, he is able to go deeper and it always brings me to an explosive climax. I try to say something but comes out in more of a whisper than a full volume. 

"What do you want, Katerina?" He groans into my ear 

"I-I want you to go faster. I NEED you to make me cum." I finally get the noise out that I wanted

"Whatever you need Princess." 

With my request, he picks up the pace and rams into me fast and hard. He keeps them coming, each one seemed harder than the last. One, two, three, four, five- I lose count. Silas whispers sweet little things in my ear as he keeps moving, faster and faster. 

"OH, GOD!" I scream 

He takes his hand and puts it over my mouth to stop certain people from hearing, and boy does that make this hotter. I moan into his hand as he makes his final thrusts into me. I let out one last moan with my leg-shattering orgasm as I continue to rock against him. A few more seconds for him before he completely lets go. I can feel the warmness of his cum inside me and I think a little falls down my thighs. He finally lets go of me and that's when I feel the weakness in my legs, I almost fall onto the ground when he catches me. He looks into my eyes and smile, me returning mine to his. 

"I went a little too hard there I guess." He laughs 

"No, that- that right there was the best sex I've ever had. God, I love you." 

I press my lips to his and the neediness in his kiss is all I ever need to feel happy with this man, everything else is just added bonuses. 

"I love you too. Now let's get you cleaned up." He says, wiping his hand up my thigh. 

After we get done, we leave the bathroom. We both have our hands intertwined as we smile at each other. I motion to him that I'm going back to the bar to get more drinks. I get there and the bartender is a little busy so I'm gonna have to wait for a few. After about a minute or so of waiting, I feel someone fall into me, his hands landing on my hips, and all of the sudden this feeling of pain courses through my body. Once the guy notices he quickly removes his hands. I turn around and get a good look at his face. He has brown hair and blue eyes with a great jawline, his face covered not in fear, but in excitement. Suddenly I feel like a little of my magic has faded away. He watches as my face of realization crosses and he smiles. 

"You. You're the one we're looking for."