Chapter 1
I was on a trip to New York with my best friend. There wasn’t really any specific reason why we went we just did. I hated college and needed a break and she just hated her life. So we packed up one day and grabbed a plane to the big apple. We didn’t plan on staying long until… I met him.
I was standing by the bar on my fifth screwdriver scanning the room for my next victim as Harley, my best friend, grinded with a few random guys. My eyes darted back and forth and around the room then landed on him. He was definitely going to be my next victim, without a doubt. He walked through the club to the VIP section like he was somebody. The way the girls flocked toward him just made me sick. It was ridiculous, but who could blame them? He was fucking hot and I could tell he was dangerous.
"Kylie." Harley said to me waving her hand in front of my face.
"What?" I asked looking at her.
"Who are you staring at?" She asked.
I nodded my head in the direction of my new found obsession of the night. She looked where I had nodded and then looked back at me grinning.
"What?" I asked.
"You really think you can get him?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"Fucking right." I replied.
"I’m just messing with you. God I know you can."
I rolled my eyes and walked off. She was my best friend but she knew how to push my buttons and piss me off. It didn’t take much to piss me off and she loved doing it and if I didn’t walk away she would be lying on the floor with a bloody nose.
I made a few circles around the dance floor never letting my eyes move from him. I didn’t think I could turn my eyes away if I wanted to. He was gorgeous and he knew it. I started contemplating what I was going to do when I saw him get up and head over to the bar. Perfect timing. I had to go now. I took a deep breath and made my way over to the bar, ideas of what I was going to say running through my head.
I walked up to the bar next to him and leaned against it to show a little cleavage. I could see him looking at me out of the corner of my eyes. I tilted my head looking at him catching him checking out my ass.
Our eyes met and I asked, "See something you like?" I smirked when his face blushed slightly.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked.
"Yeah then you can dance with me." I stated as he handed me a beer.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if I don’t want to dance with you?"
"I could give two shits what you want right now. We’ll talk about what you want later." I replied grinning.
"Later huh?"
I shook my head ‘yes’ and said, "You’ll be coming with me to my hotel tonight."
"Oh really? What makes you so sure? How do you know I’m not with someone else? I don’t even know your name and you don’t know mine."
"Kylie." I replied.
"Nick. So how do you know I’m not with someone?"
"I just know." I replied as I grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor.
I put my arms around his neck and pulled his body as close to mine that was physically possible. He put his hands on my hips as I started grinding against him.
"If you are with someone you can leave then." I whispered seductively in his ear.
"Where are we going?" He asked.
"My hotel." I said simply looking out the window.
"Do you do this a lot?" He asked looking at me.
I looked back at him. How was I supposed to answer that? If I told him the truth that could lead to him leaving and me being alone that night and there was something telling me that I shouldn’t lie that it wouldn’t be convincing. Where the hell did all this common sense come from anyway? It wasn’t here before. "Truthfully, I’ve only done it a couple of times." I said smiling sweetly at him. He nodded and looked out the window.
The cab stopped in front of the hotel and we got out of the cab I put my arm around his as we walked in the hotel and over to the elevator. We walked into the elevator in silence and as soon as it began to move I pushed him against the wall and starting kissing him intensely. He started to kiss me back as I ran my hand down his chest and to the front of his jeans. I started to rub my hand hard across his crotch. He started to moan in my mouth then the elevator stopped. I stopped my attack on him and walked off the elevator he was following me quickly. I had him right where I wanted him.
I opened the door and he followed me closing the door behind him. He grabbed my arm and pushed me against the door kissing me roughly. Needless to say I was shocked at his action but it also turned me on. I started to walk him to the bedroom while I began unbuttoning his shirt our lips still touching.
By the time we made it to the bed we both were in our underwear. He pushed me down on the bed then climbed on top of me and kissed me intensely. I got so caught up in the kiss I didn’t even notice him taking my bra and panties off. This guy was already having a huge effect on me, this never happened with the other boys. He took his boxers off and brought his lips back to mine then down my neck and then to my chest. He kissed his way down my stomach and back up to my lips again. He kissed me hard as he entered me; I moaned into his mouth then put my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist to pull him closer.
He broke the kiss as he started to move faster. I could feel his breath on my face as he looked in my eyes. They were intense looking I couldn’t help but stare at him. He began to move faster and leaned down to kiss me like I’ve never been kissed before; that kiss was different than the other kisses. I was gone. I moaned loud and he moaned back as he came. He slowed down eventually stopping then laid on top of me as he caught his breath. He rolled off of me and laid next to me staring at the ceiling; the same thing I was doing. I was in shock really, every time I had had sex before there were only a few times when I actually had an orgasm and that was with only two of my serious boyfriends. It was pitiful but it happened and now this guy has to change everything.
I laid there trying to get my mind together but every time I blinked all I saw was the look in his eyes. They were killing me; they made me feel things I hadn’t felt in forever. They ignited something throughout my whole body. In that moment I felt I would have given him anything he’d ask for. I had fallen for him…