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The club was buzzing with energy when we walked in, with music thrumming through the room, lights dim and bodies against each other at every turn. There'd been eyes on us the moment we walked in and I could feel them. I couldn't tell if they were positive or negative stares but they did make me a bit uncomfortable, having so many eyes on me.

I walked to the dance floor, pushing that feeling aside and Jasmine was right by me. It was easy to let loose, falling into the rhythm, the atmosphere being a good help as I let my hips sway to the beat, I didn't even realize when Jasmine and Valerie left with the call of getting drinks for themselves.

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He watches her from the bar with narrowed eyes. He found her gorgeous, no doubt, he'd seen people- usually the same people at this certain club on Friday nights but he'd never seen her. Was she new here?

She froze, body stilling when she felt hands on either side of her hips. She shrugs them off, making sure the arms were off her hips before taking a few steps away and resuming to dance, albeit not as enthusiastically. In what felt like seconds, there were hands around her waist again, she sucked in a breath, swiftly turning around to meet the gaze of whoever didn't understand the concept of consent. He was around 5'7, blonde hair illuminated by the lights and blue eyes fixed on her as his lips pulled into a smirk.

"Relax, I was just having a little fun." he coaxes, stepping closer as she takes a step backwards.  

"Don't touch me, please, I am not comfortable with that" she voices her discomfort but it doesn't seem to phase him as he grabs her by the hips again. "Do not touch me!" She wriggles away, tone strict.

"But darling, you look ravishing, what kind of a loser would I be if I let you out of my sight, hm?" Her nose scrunches at the strong smell of alcohol on his breath, she looks around, praying silently for Valerie and Jasmine to magically return from wherever they disappeared to.

His brows furrowed as he watched the interaction that she did not look like she was enjoying from afar.

"Come on doll, loosen up a bit. I can show you a good time."She rolled her eyes with an annoyed sigh.

"I'm good, thank you." She replies, sidestepping around him and making to walk out of the dancefloor but he wasn't having it, gripping her wrist and pulling her close to himself.

Visible panic spread on her face at the action, her face contorting at the pressure around her wrist. The people around her continue to dance, unaware of her predicament.

"Don't be like that, let's have some fun, just a little." He coaxed, a sickening grin spreading unto his features.

Having concluded he'd seen enough, he placed his drink back on the counter and made his way over to them.

"Hey" he started, the man's features hardening as he looked up at the newcomer, grip on Jessie's arms tightening. "Tesoro(treasure)" he added in a rich Italian accent, eyes flickering between both confused faces before he turned to the guy.

"I see you've found my Tesoro," he turned back to look at her, "sorry I lost you for a second amore."

He was extremely toned; she could see it through his loose white collared shirt and work pants. His hair was a dirty brown, strands falling over his forehead, his green-blue eyes piercing and she looked confused for a second until she caught the drift in his eyes.

"I was dancing with you and the next second you were gone." she plays along, fake pouting and he replies with a slightly apologetic smile before turning back to the man.

 "What's your name tu culo(you ass)?

 "James" he replies, confusion still evident on his face.

"Well, James, consider it a warning this time, if you try to lay a finger on her again, believe me, you won't be leaving here with them" he threatens, tone calm and collected like he was reading a menu and James scoffs, shooting him a glare but walking away nonetheless.

Now stood in front of him after James had left, her heavy lids reminded her how she'd downed almost two bottles. The man in front of her was beautiful, Italian. If the accent and features were anything to go by and she was almost drooling at the sight before he spoke again.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asks when she starts taking deep breaths. She grabs a glass off the tray when a woman carrying them passed by, downing it.

"I will be." She replies, swallowing harshly before turning around and making to walk away. She took exactly one step forward before she felt a strong grip around her waist. She turns, a questioning look on her face.

"Do you mind, just one dance?" His accent seeped through and she felt her knees buckle. A smile graced her features as she nodded.

"Sure" he smiles too, tugging at her wrist and pulling her onto himself, her back hitting his chest and she immediately felt those toned ridges against her skin.

It didn't exactly start out slow as just a few minutes later she was grinding against him, his fingers digging into the skin of her hips as he held her close. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she felt herself letting loose, a sense of safety with him flooding her senses and she just knew as she rubs her ass against his growing budge, she wanted a piece of him.

She turned to face him and he looked into her eyes, a silent agreement passing between them as he pulled her in for a kiss. A sensual one that lasted about a minute before he was pulling back. "Come on Tesoro, come with me." He whispers and she nods weakly, his hand grabbing unto hers again and they walk out of the club.

He leads her into a parked limousine where she does not hesitate to climb onto his lap, liking the feel of his hardness against her butt as she grinds down against it. 

"You like that?" she whispers into his ear and he nods, groaning before a hand slips into her dress, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Ready for me, huh amore?" 

"More than ready," 

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The limo pulled over and the moment they were out of the vehicle, he picked her up but after the surprised squeak, she shook her head in disagreement. He looks a bit confused but he lets her down. She fixes her dress, taking his hand in hers as they walk into the building together.

The elevator doors shut behind them and he was on her again, lips finding hers and palms landing on her ass, kneading the flesh, low grunts and moans escaped their mouths as they both kissed passionately. 

"Your name baby." He questions in between the kisses.

"Your name." she returns, and he chuckles.

"Williams Campbell" he answers, kissing down to her jaw.

A small smirk plays on her lips as she moans out softly "Will"

"Nobody calls me that." Williams says, tongue running over his lower lip, her fingers grip the strands of his hair as she leans in "Well, I do now, Williams." she whispers.

He sucked in a breath, pulling away from her, and looked up at the floors. This had to be the longest elevator ride of their lives.

"I'm Jessie," she said breathlessly at the same time the doors opened. She stayed glued to him as they entered. She didn't spare a glance around the apartment as she was too busy tugging at his clothes. 

They got upstairs in a haste and she didn't exactly notice the hesitation as he looked to the guest room and then at her before turning to his room, taking her with him.

He eases her onto his bed, her flimsy dress coming off almost immediately, leaving her in just a black lacy thong. In a spark of realization, her hands came over her breasts, shielding them from his hungry eyes.

"Don't." He speaks lowly, larger hands coming over her own to slowly pull them from over her breasts. "You're so beautiful, Jessie, and so is your body. So don't try to hide yourself from me." He affirms, leaning into her to deliver a kiss on the base of her neck before slowly moving down to her breasts, he reaches down, pulling down her thong in one swift motion. "Are you sure?" he asks, eyes searching hers and she finds herself nodding eagerly, pushing herself to sit up as she reaches in to undo his pants. "Jessie'' he called again, this time, with his brows raised, making sure to hold her gaze.

"I'm sure" she voices as she pulls off his belt, unzipping the slacks and pulling it down, unable to stop the slight gasp that escapes her lips at the sight of his dick that springs up eagerly. Was that even going to fit? 

He noticed her reaction, lifting her head up by her chin and diving back in to trail kisses down her neck and naked shoulders, sending jolts of electricity down her spine.

"I'm not going to hurt you, but if you don't want it, just let me know, and I'll stop" He whispers into her ear, kissing and biting it.

"I underestimated you, but I don't care, you know, I want it" she managed to say, voice heavy with lust. 

"Good girl." he smiles proudly, pulling his unbuttoned shirt over his head, followed by the bottoms, "condom?" she reminds and he makes a sound, reaching for the bedside drawer and bringing the pack between his teeth, tearing it open. 

She focused on him, breathing ragged as she lifted her fingers, trailing them down his chiseled body tentatively, appreciatively. Her back hit the soft mattress once again and he slowly slid inside her.

She gasps lowly at the pain, eyes squeezing shut and she felt him still, her eyes flying open. "you're a virgin?" he asked with wide eyes and she bites her lower lips, chuckling nervously as she nodded. 

"No going back now" she adds, looping her arms around his neck. 

He curses. "I would've done more for you if I knew," he says apologetically and she shakes her head, placing a finger on his lips as she felt her body get used to the intrusion, "just fuck me, Will, you have to finish what you started," she says, lids heavy with lust, raising her hips as she felt the heat pool in her stomach.

He hisses, pulling her in closer, and went in for another kiss, muttering a small "relax" before he finally eased the rest of his length in, she moans lowly as he bottoms out, and he felt her body relax under him before he pulls out and thrusts back in experimentally, punching another loud moan out of her. 

Fingers dug into his back as his pace began to quicken, she was vocal, moaning wantonly with every thrust and never failing to demand what she wanted and how she wanted it, Williams was intrigued, everything about how raw the moment felt, from her pleasured moans to her very expressive features had him hooked as he aimed to make her feel more of it.

He didn't even know her but she seems to have some sort of control over him already. He never let anyone into his room or call him by his name. Only his parents did that when they were still alive, yet, here she was doing both and he had no problem with it.

 "Will" she moans as she cums around his cock, Williams not slowing down as he continues to thrust in and out, taking her lips in his and swallowing her moans.

He'd never made a girl moan like she did and it was a whole new experience for her. It was like she unlocked a new world. A world where pain can be soothed with pleasure. She let out moans and whimpers as he continued, having not reached his high yet but she felt well close to one another, their bodies growing more familiar with each other.

"Oh my-" he groans as he flips them around, she was now on top of him, bouncing eagerly on his cock.

"That's it, Come on baby" he praises as she cries out his name, cumming for the second time as she falls onto his chest. He grunts lowly, grabbing onto the supple flesh of her ass and beginning to thrust up into her as he feels his own orgasm grow closer, she screams in oversensitivity as his thrusts grew erratic and he was cumming into the rubber with a loud grunt.  He held her close for some time, catching his breath before rolling her off to remove the condom. He found himself staring at her peacefully sleeping face with deep interest as he ties the rubber up.

He wanted this girl.