Chapter 08- Bar Encounter

They say that things that are temporary will have an ending but I didn’t expect it to end this soon.

“ How are you?” The president asks as soon as he arrives home. He sees me in his study area and it feels like he’s much lighter than before. When he became the president, that’s when everything changed in our family. His passion for serving is too much, that mom wasn’t approved of it.

I smile at him and kissed his cheeks to greet him. “ I’m an okay dad. Glad, you’re back,” I’ve said.

With him around, the house feels tighter. The amount of the security roaming around doubles into quantity.

His forehead crease before his eyes gazes at the man guarding the door. Major. Sullivan, stands proudly, like a statue. His old demeanor is back. “ He’s a good bodyguard, right?” dad asked and his question makes me choke.

“ Yeah,” lazily I said before I assumed the seats in front of his table. Dad signals Major. Sullivan to come closer and I’ve intentionally looked outside to avoid his gaze. His presence reminds me of our night in the garden. I didn’t know how I sleep that night but his words make my heart flutter in an unusual way.

My mouth dries when I notice him wearing their uniform. The earthly green camouflage uniform and it’s my first time seeing him like this.

“ Good job, Major. I’ve granted your 2-day vacation.”

I looked at him shocked because of what I heard. He requested a 2 days vacation?! My reaction seems to be visible enough for my father to notice.

“ Is there any problem, Amara?” he asked, and shocked, I shook my head before my eyes landed on him. His eyes looks empty but I can feel myself being irritated with him.

“ Thank you Mr. President,” he politely asked before he turned around and go back to his post. Dad watches how contorts my face are but I’ve noticed it so I fake a smile.

He dismisses me and I know that only Major. Sullivan is the one who’s following me, so, I’ve snatched his arms and drag him to my room. I locked the door before I questioningly looked at him.

“ Where are you going?” I asked him. His brows manage to be in one line before he smirks when realization dawned on him. I didn’t want to sound jealous or what but I think I sounded like that. Clingy and immature.

He pins me in my bedroom door before he surveys my expression. “ Gonna miss me, madam?” he playfully said and all I can do is to pretend that my knees aren’t melting at the sound of his voice. He leans closer, enough for him to sniff my neck and to mess with my system once again.

“ S-Stop—” it sounded like a hesitant warning. He chuckles right before my neck before his large finger finds its way to touch my waist, slowly touching and teasing it.

The amount of times that I needed to exhale makes him chuckle even more. He knows his effect on me and is using it to his own advantage.

“ I needed to go home. To clear my mind and to stop myself from owning you.”

It’s bold and direct. The way how he composes his sentence is something that I don’t know if will makes me glad or not.

“ Y-You want to forget about me?!” irritated, I asked. He painfully nodded which causes my palm to hit on his cheeks. His mouth opens at shock because of my sudden action but I didn’t regret what I did.

He took a step closer before his large hands settle just above my neck. “ If you’re only mine, I will punish you for that,” he stated before his dark eyes gaze at my expression while his hand is on my neck.

I equal the intensity of his eyes before I opened my mouth to protest. “ But you will try to forget about me?!” irritated, I asked once again.

Is this his plan, all along? Did he plan to make me fall, only for him to leave me hanging and wanting him?

He didn’t return any of my words but he only looks for me for a second before he licks his lip and gets out of the door without saying anything. I’ve tried to run after him but the bodyguards are roaming around, causing me to just stay in my room and dwell at the thought of him, going away.

“ Have you seen Major? Sullivan?” I asked one of the bodyguards when night came because I can’t contact him and I haven’t seen him since he walks out of my room.

“ Corporal. Neo Vasquez, madam. I haven’t seen Major. Sullivan tonight, madam!” he recited and I only nodded dismissing him.

I looked around the house and tried to reach for his phone but he only turns them off. Don’t tell me, he really took the vacation?! He didn’t even say goodbye to me!

Angry at what I realized, I just find myself once again, escaping the house and going into the elite club. The wild party welcomes me but the irritation that I am feeling for my bodyguard was enough to set the mood for me. If he plans to forget me, then I will forget him too! I know how to forget him too!

“ Drink for the lovely lady,” the bartender said before giving me 12  shots of rhum. The amount that I’ve ordered is enough to drown me in my thoughts and forget about my asshole bodyguard. Without thinking, I’ve gulped the first shot….second….until I’ve reached half of it in just five minutes.

The crowd in the dance floor cheered out of the wilderness but I didn’t have any motivation to dance. Steel sitting in the bar stools, I leaned down and stare at whatever the bartender is doing. He looks good, doing those tricks until he winks in my direction.

Heck, see that, Major. Sullivan? Many want me too! My thought screams until I’ve felt the presence of someone sitting beside the stool on my left side. The bartender continues to flirt with me and all I did was to took the shot and gulped it wholeheartedly.

“ Lonely for tonight?” a deep voice asked until I can feel his hands touch the bareness of my legs. I am wearing a very short dress, flaunting my legs and curves for everyone. His hands felt nice, drawing circles and sending me to the edge of pleasure.

I winked one last time to the bartender before I rotate my body and all of the blood drains my body when I saw who’s beside me.

“ What are you doing here?!” I’ve asked, shocked at his presence. His hands continue to draws a circle at my legs before his muscular left-hand pulls my chair closer to him. The tip of his nose touches my cheeks before a sexily groans leave his mouth.

“ Major. Sullivan!” I’ve said, with a tone of either protesting or wanting more of his touch. He sniffs my hair but the moment that I close my eyes to feel all of the sensation that he’s giving me the chuckles right under my ears.

That was embarrassing and annoying. “You’re always leaving me hanging,” I whisper in a sad voice.

He gulps at the sight of me licking my bottom lips before I continue whatever I am saying. “You always run away from me,” his brows crease then he strokes my hair and before I can know it, his lips are slowly moving, sucking every bit of my lips.

It was comforting.

“You’re a tease,” he said out of breath. I nodded and seek his lips that abandoned mine. Instinctively, he pulls me up and places me at the bar counter. With this position, his eye level will meet my chest and for a moment there was a hot lewd thought that crosses my mind.

He scoffs for a second before he tilts his head upwards, meeting my gaze. “You know who you are, right?” he asked and I nodded.

His hands glide against my waist. “You’re the President’s daughter.”

“ Thanks for reminding me that.” He burst out laughing at my remarks before he continues to glide his hands upwards, enough to reach the peak of my breast. His finger settles at my nipple, enough to make me moan and arch my back.

His jaw tightened. “You’re too young for me. For this.” His voice sways for a moment until he rests his hand on my breast. The warmth of his large hands feels like a burning sensation.

“You always say that,” I’ve commented while equaling his stares. I struggle at his touch causing my dress to glides upward.

My hand touches his sleek jaw, the short stubbles that send a bolt of emotion to my body and to his thick eyebrows. Seeing him this close is mesmerizing.

“We can still be together, you know? I like mature men….” my words stop for a second only to stroke his hair, brushing it over for me to have a clearer version of his face. Then my fingers trail down to his pointed nose.

“Men that are strong and firm,” still tracing my fingers until it reaches to his lips. He gulps when my finger slides to it, my fingers brushing against the moist, small part of his body. His intense eyes bore against my mind then suddenly, he opens his mouth and pushed my fingers inside.

A sudden sensation invades my body, my eyes darken at the sight of him devouring my fingers. He didn’t avoid my gaze but he’s showing me how talented his tongue is. It’s so erotic, to see him like this.

The way how he worships my fingers makes me lose my sanity. Come on, Amara! It’s just your fingers. I pressed my lips together to stop my moan. It was embarrassing but I am so turned on while watching him do this kind of thing.

His slick, wet tongue, continues to circles my fingers. Continue to lick and to send me thousand of emotions.

“ Fuck!” he breathed under his breath before he pulls my fingers and wipes them using his handkerchief. My knees are trembling and I am too tipsy because of what he did.

He kisses my temple before he adjusted his position. His hand snakes on my waist and he pulls me for a hug.

“ I want to do things to you, in you, on you, but you’re young. Fuck! You’re too young for me, madam.” Frustrated, he said before he embraces me tighter.