CHAPTER 19 - Sex with the CEO part 2

**EVE**

“Are you married?", the fireman asks in English pointing to the expensive ring on my finger.

“Yes!", I reply using my basic English.

“Your husband is a very lucky guy...", he murmurs winking at me before joining colleagues where women scream as he approaches them.

I smile watching my friend have fun back dancing with the Gogo boys who are also good dancers.

I go to the bar where some women drink and chat with the young and cute bartender, I settle on a bar stool asking for another drink.

“My God, are you Eva Delyon?", I turn my head finding a blonde looking at me wide-eyed.

“Yes.", I confirm drinking a drink realizing that the woman called me by the last name I inherited from Andrew after marriage.

“Wow, I’m a fan of your clothing brand, I recently bought a pair of heels from your latest collection. I’m Mayra.", she reaches out to me.

“Thank you for the affection, Mayra!", I say shaking her hand with a smile.

I have a clothing brand that I created alone before Andrew, but because of his influence, I became better known in the fashion world after our wedding, I don’t like that they see that I depend on him and his wealth, I have my own business that earns me good money and not to mention that I love what I do.

“Are you also Brazilian? “I ask asking subject.

“Ah, yes! I know Ana for some time, I’m on vacation from work and I took the opportunity to make a trip and ended up meeting Ana two days ago.",

“Mayra explains getting your order that the bartender delivers it to her."

“Did she leave you here?", she points to Ana who dances and beckons to us smiling.

“That’s right. I was traded for healed men...", mocking laughing.

“Will you be here for a long time in Dubai?", she asks sitting on the stool next to me when the other woman leaves.

“No, we should return to Brazil by the end of the week...", I say finishing the drink.

Mayra and I talked for a while until she invited me to meet the rest of her friends who are also Brazilian.

I drink a few more drinks, shots of tequila and vodka while waiting for Ana who comes to me after getting tired of dancing.

“My God, Dom will go crazy when he knows I hired these Gogo boys...", she comments drinking a sip of water.

“Yes, I don’t want to imagine Andrew’s reaction when I do.", I’ll tell you too, but my friend opens up a dirty smile.

“At least your husband discounts the irritation in bed, I’ll have to listen to sermons from my hot lawyer..."

“It’s getting late, Ana!", I complain about seeing the time on the phone screen that displays thousands of messages and calls from Andrew.

“Stop being silly, it’s too early for me..."

“Shit!", I swear softly.

“What was it?", she asks to approach to read the messages.

“Jeez, who today will roll a lot of slap in the ass and shout...", she murmurs smiling before walking away.

Still holding the cell phone I follow to the female bathroom where the sound of music is still loud but muffled, I find Andrew's number and wait until my husband answers:

“Where are you, Eve?", I hear my husband’s serious, husky voice on the other side of the call.

“In the club, with Ana...", I answer leaning against a wall of the bathroom and seeing that several women enter looking for a friend.

“It’s getting late, you want me to go and..."

“Girls, men are stripping and stripping, come on!" a redhead screams out of the bathroom and widens her eyes when I hear only silence on the call.

Damn!

“Andrew?"

“Did I hear right? Men are undressing there, Eve?", asks hardening his voice.

“No, you heard wrong. One of the girls drank too much and is doing a striptease...", I close my eyes hoping that he has fallen for my lie.

“His voice is strange when he lies, I’m coming and I warn you that someone will not sit for several days...", he turns off after releasing the bomb.

I stare at the disconnected cell phone with wide eyes and leave the bathroom finding the men threatening to remove the only swimsuit that prevents them from being fully naked.

I look for Ana in the crowd of crazy women, she is on stage passing her hands on the body of a brunette, I climb on stage without thinking and shouting:

“Ana! Ana!"

She sees me and approaches smiling, but I do not return knowing that it will be me who will be sore ass.

“Come have fun, friend!", she shuts me up before I have a chance to say anything and at that moment I curse my best friend mentally for choosing a nightclub so close to the hotel where we are staying.

I chose the worst moment to be on the stage since all the men get together and remove the one tiny piece that completely prevents them from nudity.

I widen my eyes trying to get off the stage, but I’m pulled back by one of them who starts dancing, I walk the distance from the exit of the place with my eyes, but that’s when I see Andrew standing at the door.

“Our...", I whisper when yours meet me and widen slightly before dribbling the crowd to reach me.

Before I even get a chance to come down with my own feet, I scream when I’m lifted and put on Andrew’s shoulders he doesn’t look happy at all.

“Put me down, Andrew!", I slap his back starting to get irritated with his behavior and in exchange I get a slap not weak in the ass.

I squirm against his shoulders realizing he’s taking me to the ladies' room, he closes the door with a kick and locks it with the key before putting me on the floor.

“Have you gone mad?", I ask, but am I interrupted when your body forces me to stick to the cold wall behind me?

I let out a faint sigh as her light eyes become darker as she stares at me and approaches my face, my eyes lower to her tempting mouth ajar.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t you notice that men are forbidden?", I ask with a weak voice receiving an ironic smile from him.

“Oh, is it? And what are those naked men doing here touching what is mine?", he asks running his nose through my loose hair.

“Are you jealous, Mr. Delyon?", I tease with a smile listening to your grunt.

“I am protecting and taking care of what is mine, dear...", he says smelling my neck that radiates an electric shock all over my skin.

“No need to be jealous, none of those men come to your feet and you know that, love...", I murmur approaching our mouths.

“Say it’s mine, Eve...", ask for a voice wire.

“I am yours, completely yours...", I say in the way that drives you crazy every time.

It’s the cue he needed to finally kiss me, groan against him feeling the softness of his lips mixed with the fierce intensity with that he rubs our bodies while we kiss.

“Spread your legs, I will punish you and I can not wait until we get to the hotel...", I separate our lips doing what he asks.

I hope he turns me against the wall and starts a spanking sequence against my poor ass, but that doesn’t happen, I’m surprised with his fingers that lift my dress to my waist.

Andrew walks away a little to see my panties, caught between the wall and him, my hands squeeze the broad shoulders covered by the white shirt when I feel his fingers touch the fabric.

“My girl is already all wet and ready for me...", finds pulling the fabric to the side before touching me with a will.

“Always and only for you...", my words please you when I am rewarded with a slow and tasty caress on the clitoris that begs to be touched by your fingers.