Seraphina
My tongue felt too heavy to respond, so I shook my head.
This stranger didn't seem to need an actual response from me, he just gently pulled me sideways, then he stepped towards the three guys who were just harassing me… and he punched them right in the face one after the other. My mouth hung open in shock, watching as security arrived and had those three men carted away without questions.
What the hell just happened?
I haven't the slightest idea, but that was the first time I've ever been defended in a situation like this, and it was by a literal stranger.
That was also ridiculously hot, and I felt my core pulse just as the stranger returned to me, towering over me as he took my elbow, leading me towards the bar and helping me onto one of the stools.
"All good?" He inquired quietly and my heart pounded away as I nodded, my head spinning.
He chuckled lowly. "Words, gorgeous. Can you try that for me?"
My stomach flipped dangerously as I gulped. "Y- yeah, all good." I whispered and he hummed. He was staring at me intently but weirdly, my skin didn't crawl. He was standing so close to me, not quite touching me, but still making me feel scalded with the heat he was emitting.
My tongue felt heavy in my mouth as I blinked up at the man leaning right beside me against the counter, a drink in his hand as his hot gaze raked over my body. For the first time in ages, disgust or the urge to cover myself didn't overcome me from being thoroughly stared at by a stranger right now. Instead, I felt a hard shiver rake down my spine as I expelled a shaky breath as I tried to clear my head of the haze there. This man looked like a Greek god… tall, large muscled, smells like heaven, and has a devilishly handsome face.
"Would you like to dance with me tonight?" He asked next and I almost passed out.
I wasn't sure I had heard right. This ridiculously handsome man who every woman in here was undoubtedly thirsting over, was asking me to dance with him? Heat filled up my cheeks and I swallowed emptily as my eyes met his dark ones.
"I… uh, I'm sorry, but…"
I was still speaking when he held a hand out for me. "I hope you're not about to decline the dance? I saved it for the most gorgeous girl I'd come across tonight and it's clear that's you." He drawled and I felt myself grow more flustered.
Did he seriously think that I was gorgeous? Or was he just messing with me?
For a moment, I let my eyes wander around to check if some of this handsome stranger's friends were presently watching this interaction while laughing. This was something that had happened to me countless times while I was in college, whereas a guy approached me and acted interested, but in the end, I'd end up finding out the dude was just messing with me because of a stupid bet between him and his friends or something very similar. But there was no group of guys staring at us pointedly right now.
"I… I don't dance, I'm sorry." I finally breathed out, squirming a little cause I was feeling hot on the inside since he was still standing so close to me. His cologne was making my head feel blissfully light and when his eyes raked over me again, I had to bite on my bottom lip while a shiver rolled down my spine.
"You're too beautiful to remain here in the shadows." He pointed out matter-of-factly and I almost laughed at that cause all my life had been spent with me staying in the shadows. If only I was confident enough to step into the light.
One day, hopefully.
"I really can't dance, sorry." I mumbled as I stared at him. "But thank you for the offer, and for helping me back there."
"Aren't you gonna repay me for the help? Gorgeous girls repay debts without being asked to." He pointed out and I chuckled this time cause this was certainly a first.
"A debt?" I echoed and he hummed, his finger sliding over the rim of his glass. He took a quick swig and I took in the sight of his bobbing Adam apple.
"A very little debt. All I want is a dance. One dance." He declared and my cheeks tingled when his eyes fully focused on me again. Something about his intense gaze was making me feel so flustered, like I was naked despite being clothed.
"I have two left feet. I'm completely hopeless on the dance floo—" I was still speaking when he clicked his tongue and moved even closer to me, stealing the rest of my breath at once.
"That's okay, you can just follow my lead." He husked, hand held out for me again and his intense, beautiful eyes holding me captive. I wanted to still object, but the words melted on my tongue and I ended up slipping my hand into his waiting hand before I could think twice. A grin slowly stretched across his face as his large hand closed over mine and I bit back a startled sound as the contact sent shivers down my spine again, as he helped me off the stool.
As he led the way to the dance floor, my heart hammered hard against my ribs and nerves clenched tightly within my chest. I could feel everyone staring and they're undoubtedly wondering what a perfect looking man was doing with a freak like me, and that made my insides sour, then I began to second guess myself as we arrived in the middle of the dancing, sweaty bodies.
"Gorgeous?" The stranger husked right into my ear and my cheeks flushed as my head snapped up to stare at him. It still felt funny to be referred to as that, but at the same time, it made my heart flutter stupidly.
"Don't think of anything or anyone else. Just focus on me, okay?" As he spoke, he pulled back, then he grabbed my hands and placed them over his shoulders. My heart pounded even harder because that brought us flushed agsinst each other, with no space between us.
"Okay." I whispered as I exhaled shakily, wondering if he could feel my heartbeat from how we were tightly pressed together, right before his large, tattooed hands settled on my waist, searing into my skin through the red dress, and I bit back a confused whine.
No one has affected me before, not even Heathen.
As we began to move, the background blurred around me, and all I could focus on was him. He was in control of the dance, his strung hands moving me in any direction he wanted and that was just so hot, it was making my stomach clench tightly from an onslaught of heat.
"I was watching you from across the room, y'know?" I suddenly spoke, and I had to blink a few times to focus on what he was saying.
"Oh." I whispered and he hummed, eyes raking over me again and I shuddered, just as he tugged me even closer, my chest flushed against his.
"Yeah, and you looked sad. Why is that?" He asked and I felt myself flatter a bit.
"Can we not talk about that now? I'd rather not think about that right now." I mumbled and it seems he understood instantly because he nodded fast before leaning down even more.
"Of course. Whatever you want, gorgeous. You know you call the shots here tonight." His lips brushed my ear as he spoke and I shivered a little. That sounded ridiculous cause it felt so much like he was the one calling the shots right now.
His hands slid down my waist to drag over my ass and my eyes fluttered a bit when he slightly kneaded my ass, making my head spin again as shivers rolled down my spine again.
"You're so hot." He whispered against the side of my throat this time. I wanted to object but my throat felt too tight right now.
The tattoos creeping up his throat and peeking over his wrists was so hot and dangerous. The way he was staring at me right now with barely controlled heat was the hottest thing to me tonight. It looked like I wasn't the only one being affected by this dance, and that made me feel heady and weak knees. I was aroused right now, there was no question about that. I could feel the wetness between my legs whenever his hands squeezed over my ass every now and then as we moved against each other. He was also hard, I could feel it against my stomach, hard, hot and so long…
I couldn't remember the last time I got aroused, or the last time I and Heathen made love. It's been so long. Whenever we did make love, Heathen liked when all the lights were off, because he claimed that way he wouldn't be getting distracted by my car's weird skin condition.
I shook my head to chase those thoughts away, reminding myself to focus on the present just as his lips was hovering over mine.
"Wanna get out of here?" He asked, his slightly alcohol and mint tingled breath fanned over my lips, making my eyes flutter even more as I trembled against his broad, firm chest. I felt out of breath, and so shaken up as I nodded. But he grinned as he shook his head, his hands on my ass tugging me even closer to him.
"Words, gorgeous. Words." His breath fanned my lips again and I forced down a whine as I swallowed emptily.
"I… I'd like to get out of here too." I mumbled, feeling shy as hell underneath his gaze. At the back of my mind, I was well aware that I was supposed to run the other way, cause not only was this man a stranger, he was way out of my league and quite frankly, dangerous looking. But for the first time, I was feeling wanted and desired. He wasn't faking any of this, his hard cock was proof. Perhaps it was the alcohol swimming in my system, but for the first time, I was gonna throw caution to the wind and follow my heart.
As he led me out of the club, I stumbled behind him, my head swimming deliciously with anticipation. He pressed me against the side of a car which I assumed was his, his hands clasping my wrists and pulling my hands high above my head, then he was leaning down and taking my mouth in a scorching kiss.
As pleasure exploded through my body, I whimpered into the kiss as I trembled hard against him. My head swam as the kiss deepened, turning filthy in an instant. I felt myself grow even hotter between my legs as he hungrily licked into my mouth and flicked his tongue against mine.
When he broke the kiss, I gasped hard, my body trembling against his as I forced my eyes open. He was staring down at me, his dark eyes drinking me in. As my cheeks flushed, he switched my hands into one of his, then he reached down to grasp my chin, and after tilting it up, he leaned down to lightly ghost his lips over mine.
"So gorgeous…" he whispered in that tingling voice of his as his grip around my wrists tightened. My eyes fluttered weakly at once, and at the same time, his knee smoothly slid into the spot between my thighs to press against my throbbing core, sending a wave of pleasure shooting through my entire body. As startled gasp tumbled past my lips, my head swam even more and it rolled weakly against the car behind me.
"Fuck. I'm gonna have so much fun with you tonight."