Chapter 1

Jason Derulo's 'mamacita' suddenly comes on. I scream at the top of my lungs as I grind harder on the guy I'm dancing with .

I love this DJ for rocking my night because at this very moment in time this song describes my situation. I wasn't getting noticed all night but at least I did get a guy interested in me. 

He smells so good and really knows what he wants. I bet he is loaded too because when he first approached me at the counter, he walked like like his money talks. Like the whole world would stop just to let him walk by. 

Expensive wrist watch. His all black attire . Not to sound insane but I must say, he wears his clothes nicely and definitely one of those who stink of richness from just wearing clothes . Do you get me? As in just like a tattoo on a poor person would make people misunderstand the  person for being dangerous to the society unlike a rich person who would look cool with a tattoo. 

What I'm saying is that you see him and agree he looks both dripping and rich wearing black. 

When I say he really knows what he wants I mean ,the man takes everything he wants. With the little too much alcohol in my system ,I don't mind at all. In fact, I feel pretty good he picked me of all girls in this club. 

It's ego inflating. But I'm horny too so I'm rolling with it to the deep end. Feels so heavenly to lose control. Be untamed, free and not caring about anything at all. I'm going with this night wherever it takes me. I mean I'm going with this guy wherever he takes me. 

Wobbling my ass against his hard on and him groaning in pleasure in my ear while kissing me there makes me feel powerful. Like I have this man's life in my palm. I feel like I can squash or caress his life when I feel like it. I feel wanted. I feel excited. By that I mean I'm so wet. 

I want to leave soon and go get it. But have to wait for him to ask first. So I put in a little more work to make that happen. And as if the DJ hears my silent prayer , she plays Liam Payne's 'Strip That Down '. I strip like my life depends on it. That right there was his point of no return. 

"Wanna get out of here?" He asks hoarsely in my ear. 

I just nod thinking, 'Thought you'd never ask! '

"My place. " I manage to whisper trying to keep my excitement at bay. 

And so we leave the club and outside is his black Benz. I've never seen a shinnier black. I thought right, he is hella loaded. 

Whoa, my ego just sky rocketed . Look at me attracting the biggest of fishes on top of the food chain. 

He opens his car door for me. I smile gratefully thinking how sweet he must be . Then I get in the back. He goes to the drivers seat and presses the auto pilot button after inputting the destination which I tell him my address after he gives me a questioning look. 

Then he quickly comes to the back and immediately we start to make out. He is such a good kisser. Kisses me so hungrily. I kiss him back with the same passion. We are like two wild animals, no a dog and a bitch, both on heat. 

I don't care if I come across as too needy . I just feel like I should let it all out. I try to possess and claim him as much as he tries to do that to me too. I was not kidding when I said we are like wild animals. 

All this rush, the kiss, the touching and the wanting is leaving me so desperate. Now I moan at everything .I'm like a mad woman. I have completely lost my mind. And I love it. 

I start to unbutton his shirt but he stops me. I'm confused for a second so I pull away to look at his face. I'm sure I wear the same look of lust but that's not why I'm looking at him. 

He chuckles deeply studying my face. Then points out of the window. 

"Shouldn't we take this inside? " He asks before leaning in and gently biting on then pulling at my bottom lip. 

Yeah bite me! Eat me if you want. Is the nonsense I think. 

"Yeah, let's. " I say shyly suddenly embarrassed of my neediness. 

But not for long because of my drunkardness. We both stagger out of the car and into my house. We must have had too much to drink and never realized it. We keep laughing at air. Stumbling into one another as we go. 

I don't even remember to lock the door as we are in a hurry to get to my bedroom and taste each other . Maybe I locked it ,maybe I didn't! I'll know in the morning. 

So we rip each others clothes off once in the bedroom .He lifts me and throws me on the bed. As I bounce on it I laugh like a lunatic. I don't even know what is so funny. 

"Give me a second I'll just get something... " He trails off shuffling around .

I feel a little cold being butt naked. And then I feel like running to the bathroom to I quickly get off the bed and do just that. Run !

The guy is confused and I don't say anything to him . But I finish my business quickly then come back. 

My bathroom is outside my bedroom so when I go back, I lean at the door frame for a moment. Watching him on my bed looking hotter than hell. I've always wanted to be with a ripped guy. That body is so inviting. But before, I've had regular guys who never heard about working out. 

That's alright because now I have this one and this night is my night. I haven't gotten laid in almost a year now. That explains my overly horny and shameless behavior. 

But tonight that changes. Mama's batteries are getting changed! 

Author's note : Hello thank you for clicking on my story. It's a good one I promise. You won't regret this. Read, comment and vote please. 

Important : I couldn't bring myself to write a complete sex scene because I believe in letting the readers imagination run wild . So feel free to go crazy . This story is not for children. I mostly don't write for children so read at your own risk. 

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