Chapter 1.2

Nothing has changed, they're still cheering for the infamous stripper. And I got a feeling that it's about to get real exciting when the lights went low, and the music switched to something slow and sexier. 

My lips parted when the stripper started dancing. 

Hypnotically and erotically. 

The noise became louder than ever, and it was enough for me to keep my eyes on him. Even if I know that I'm starting to feel dizzy, I just keep on drinking tequila. And Feliza never failed to keep on giving me more. 

I stood up when the stripper started unbuttoning his suit and the long-sleeved white polo that he's wearing. And he did that without breaking the flow of his fluid and smooth dancing. His face was relaxed, but expressive whenever he moves his hips. He kneeled down on both of his knees while still moving his body as if he's grinding and thrusting into someone. 

And right there, I can feel the adrenaline rush. He's extremely good with his job, and everyone is satisfied with every move that he makes. He's good, and he's doing it effortlessly. 

I wasn't able to get a hold of myself. When the chorus came, I started dancing from where I'm standing and Feliza joined me without hesitations. We continued taking shots while dancing and watching the performer do. I became observant of every dainty move that he was doing. 

And I learned to love every bit of it. Every delectable bit of it. 

I moved my pliant body with Feliza who's also moving her hips sexily. Both of us felt tipsy, but we didn't care. Both of us were starting to feel driven by liquor, but we also didn't care. 

And she was right. 

It wasn't such a bad idea afterall. 

Time pass by and the stripper is still half naked, yet I'm starting to feel needy. And I want that neediness to be responded by someone who's also in need. 

In need of a kiss, in need of a touch. 

That's what I'm fiending for right now; someone who's willing to provide me every bit of him. 

"Happy birthday again, Genevieve!!!" Feliza screamed in the middle of moving her body. "I told you, you were going to like this eventually!" I just grinned at her before drinking the last shot of tequila. "Shit, that was the last one?" I complained while looking at our messy table with limes everywhere and with a couple of empty bottles of tequila. Feliza laughed at my misery, but she gave me her card. "Go! Get another bottle! Quick!" She pushed me to get going, and I just laughed at myself too. Even if I was struggling to keep my balance, I continued walking like I'm not drunk. 

When I get to face the bartender, I sat on a stool and positioned my chin on top of my palm as if I'm daydreaming. 

I smiled at him. 

He whistled, "Whoa. You’re drunk, lady." 

I chuckled and exclaimed, "No, I'm not!" 

He shook his head instead and asks, "What do you want?" I smiled ear to ear and responded a compliment that's completely out of context. "You're handsome." The bartender shook his head again, but he was grinning. 

"I was thinking if—" 

"A bottle of rum, please." 

"Right away, mate." 

I frowned when I was cut off by someone who just carelessly asked for a bottle of rum, even though I was still dealing with the bartender. And it pisses me off that the bartender ditched me immediately. 

"You—" I turned to the man who interrupted me, and my mouth shut in a split second when I saw who it was. 

It was Kairo. 

"You." I was transfixed; suddenly lost the words that I was about to say. 

"Yeah? What's with me?" He smiled at me as he sat on a stool beside mine. 

"Here's your rum, mate." The bartender gave him his drink, and he immediately drank from its bottle. I keep my eyes on him as he effortlessly finished his drink. He drank it as if it was just water. 

"W-Why did you interrupted me?" I stuttered, amaze by his whole being beside me. 

"Uh, because I need to ask for my drink?" He said, and he gave out a deep throaty chuckle. His voice sounded playful and smoky. Looking at him, I know that I'm out of my mind, and it's all because of the amount of liquor I've taken since earlier. And so, I was feeling confident, and every fiber of my being was ignorant of the word "shame". 

It led me in a situation wherein I asked him, "How much?" 

That made him grin slyly. He wasn't even surprised. He looked like he's expecting me to ask him. 

"A bit pricey," He unexpectedly leaned in that made me gasp. "But if it's your birthday, it's free." 

I giggled, "I'm lucky then. It's my birthday today, mister." Half of his face is still covered by the mask that he's wearing. But with his face close, I didn't fail on trailing every detail with my eyes. And both of my eyes dropped on his naturally red lips when they parted. 

"Oh, you are lucky indeed." I wasn't feeling shame; not even my inhibitions. All I can feel is my heart that's pounding. And his body heat that I'm wanting to fuse with mine. He's wearing a white tee, but I can still remember what's underneath that clothing. 

I started to take deep breaths, "Please, take me." I whispered with my lips on his ear. 

"Gladly." With that, Kairo wrapped both of his arms around my waists as he pulled me close to him. "Don't worry, they wouldn't mind." Kairo took off his mask, but I was unlucky enough to grab the opportunity to see his whole face. But that didn't matter to me. All that I wanted is to satisfy my whole being with his touch. 

He buried his face on my neck, and I let out a soft moan when his lips met the surface of my skin. 

"Hmm," Kairo wrapped both of my legs around him. I was a bit startled when he carried me, but when he started walking, I discarded every thought in my head. I still can't see his face, but I couldn't care less. I don't care if I will never be able to see his face. 

Kairo stopped walking when we finally entered a room. I didn't even notice it 'cause I was too busy feeling his hand caressing my thigh on our way here. 

The room was dark and no single light can be seen. But when Kairo dropped me, I landed on a soft mattress. The next thing I heard was the door being locked. 

I bit my lower lip, "I'm excited, Kairo." 

I heard his chuckle from a corner of the room. After a second, he spoke. "You can turn on the lampshade on the bedside table." I did what he told me to do. I turned on the lampshade, but it wasn't enough to light up the entire room. I can see him standing in the corner, but not his face. 

"I just have one request." He politely said. 

"What is it?" 

"Can you close your eyes?" 

I closed my eyes without hesitations. I was even smiling. "My eyes are closed now." After a couple of seconds, I heard his footsteps, close and closer. And then suddenly, I felt him beside me. I just grinned when he blindfolded me, and he made sure that it won't fall. 

"Ready?" His playful voice teased me. 

"More than ready." I replied, as I bite my lip. 

I laid my entire body, and it didn't take long before I felt his weight on the bed. He caressed both of my thighs, and the anticipation is killing every fiber of my being. 

I can't see anything, but I can feel him. 

He parted my thighs, and he settled in between of them. "I'm not going to go easy on you." He said, as I feel him taking of my dress off . Pulling the strap from my shoulders down to my toes. He succeeded, and all I heard next was him cussing underneath his breath. 

I remembered that I wasn't wearing a bra. 

"Fucking hell." 

"Ops, sorry." I giggled, amused by him. 

"Damn, your body is a work of art." 

I prepared myself for what's about to happen. And when I felt his lips on mine, I responded to his kisses the way that I wanted to. Biting his lower lip, and savoring the flavor of his mouth. 

My hands gripped on his hair when his kisses went down of my neck. He nibbled the surface of my skin as his hands roam around my body. 

"Oh," I moaned when one of his hands landed on my chest. Palming it, and squeezing it for a little bit from time to time. I can't think of anything else, but the way that he's making me feel. The way that I'm needing and wanting all of this; all of him. 

I whimpered when he decided to play one of my sensitive beads. "K-Kairo, ohh." He even trailed my body with his sinful tongue. From the valley of my breasts, down to my abdomen. 

I gasped when I felt his lips on the entrance of my covered femininity. 

"You made him mad, darling. You made him mad that he's hard like a rock." Kairo grunted. 

I just grinned and said, "Satisfy him, Kairo. Satisfy both of us." 

"That's exactly what I'm going to do." 

With that, he get rid of my panties using his teeth; pulling it down due to the urge of desperation. He parted my legs, and my body arched as I hopelessly whimpered when I felt him licking off the love juices of my femininity.