CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER SIX
NADIA’S POV

I was not sure if this was a mere coincidence or Sasha was up to her old tricks again, trying to get me to have a taste of someone who was not Will. I knew she was not a huge fan of Will because according to her, Will was those type of smart, cute men that were so bored. Will was of course far from boring and the sex with him was always fun. Fuck! I had lost count of actually how many times we'd screwed and trust me, it was always better than last time.

"Hello again, Gorgeous," the flirtatious stranger smirked so deviously sexy, pulling my thoughts back to his oozing sexiness. How on earth did someone manage to pull on such good looking features? He was supposed to be just a character in my romance novels and not an actual person.

"You two know each other?"Danny asked, flirting with a quick glance between me and the taller man.

"Not exactly,"I replied before he could and I could have sworn his smirk deepened, pulling me towards his luscious lips. I had the sudden urge to bite down my bottom lip and it took the last ounces of energy left in my body for me not to.

"Okay. Anyway, I almost thought you disappeared on me or something,"Danny commented but my gaze was still stuck on the mouth watering hunk.

"How could I disappear? This is a pretty small place," he grinned, his gaze briefly flashing towards Danny then back to me.

"Then what happened to you?" He questioned.

"Well, someone gorgeous spilled my drink and now she has got to buy me one. Call it a club date of sorts," Wait, what? I did not spill his drink and where the hell were the drinks he had been holding earlier anyway? If this was another trick to get me to sleep with him, then he got something else coming. There was no way I'd get in bed with him.

"I did not spill your drink," I countered.

"Do you really want to tell me it was all just an illusion when you rammed your head right into my side and the glasses crushed on the floor?" What the fuck! Why was he even lying?

"Um...I guess we should leave the two of them alone,"Fuck! Why would even Sasha think I needed space with a man I barely knew? Yes, he clearly had the genes of Adonis running through his blood but that did not mean I wanted to be left alone with him.

"So where were we, love?" he whispered as he leaned in too close for my liking.

"You were about to fuck off,"I whispered back in his ear, leaning back to watch his reaction.

"No, I was about to fuck you till you can't feel that sweet cunt of yours," Damn! I hated how his words were enough to paint images dirty enough to make me wet.

As if that was not enough torture, I felt his fingers sleek their way softly from the arc of my back exposed by backless, black dress. The move had been unexpected but the amount of sweet tingles rushing through every pore of my body was numbing in every sensual way. My body suddenly felt like a lit furnace with nothing but unmeasurable heat all over me. I wanted to scream at him to stop that torture but nothing else seemed to make sense in my head: not even the thought that I was engaged to Will. The worst part was that all I wanted; craved was him to take me right now irregardless of where we were.

"What now? Can't stop thinking of how it would feel like with me inside you, pushing in," he paused, his lips running over the edge of my right ear as I sucked in a huge load of breath," then pulling out, then back in, faster, harder and deeper. I'll make you feel every inch of me Love, suck on those nipples then kiss that fucking body because I'm going to own every single inch of-" I placed my fingers on his lips, cutting him off mid sentence.

"Stop!"I literally screamed on his face,"Please stop,"This time my voice was softer, pleading.

The torture his words caused was growing with each statement that came out of his lips. Everything he said was all I could think of right now and my body turned out to be the first betrayer. My hormones were a mess, not to mention the ache rising between my legs.

"Why should I stop? Because I'm making you wet even though you belong to another man?"he teased, enjoying the clear discomfort he was causing. No, it was not the irritating kind of discomfort but one that made me want to pull his hand, then push it between my legs so he could feel the moist lining of my panties.

"I-I've got to go,"I stuttered flushed as I blindly headed to the washrooms, pushing my way through the crowds.

With my hands bunched up on the sinks, I stared at my reddened face in the mirror. I was in a mess all thanks to that hot stranger. I needed to have a grip on myself but how could I when a total stranger was making me feel things I'd never felt before? All these feelings were supposed to be what the characters in novels felt. I had never felt this...alive. It's like all my body parts had suddenly come to an agreement. Doing something so forbidden, for once sounded appealing but I was not going to cheat on Will.

"Washroom fuck? I knew you were more than just a little freaky."I whirled around so fast. When did he get inside the women's washroom?

He was wearing that familiar nerve-wrecking smirk as he pushed the door closed, pulling on the latch. He walked towards me like how a predator stalks their delicious prey. This time, I knew I was done for because my body and mind were in sync, screaming for something so sinful.