“No? You don’t want to know how my tongue traced the curve from jaw down to your neck and from there descended to your cleavage? Or how you moaned when I sucked on your hard nipples? Should I tell you the number of times you screamed ‘fuck’ as my hands played with your nipples and my tongue sucked your…”
Celsie felt her knees grow very weak and she knew she had to stop him now, “Stop! Please stop. Please,” Celsie pleaded as she lowered herself on her seat.
Benne stood up from his seat and walked over to where she was seated. He lowered himself in front of her so that they would both be at the same eye level, and then slowly took off her glasses. After dropping the glasses on the space beside her, he placed a finger under her chin and raised her head so that she would meet his gaze, “I’m not asking you to date me. I know you’re not into relationships. I’m single at the moment, and so are you. So if the time comes that you need a man to warm your bed, that man should be me. Is that okay?” He asked without breaking eye contact.
Celsie swallowed nervously and nodded as though she was being hypnotized by his disturbingly intense hazel eyes.
“Good girl. I should allow you to get some rest. You look so flustered,” Benne said as his eyes fell on her lips which were stained with pizza crumbs. He reached out with his thumb and brushed her lower lip in a sensual manner.
Celsie’s breath caught in her throat when she felt his hand on her lip. She couldn’t understand how the dynamics of their relationship could have changed within a couple of minutes, all because he had confessed to not having sex with her.
Benne’s eyes lingered on her lips for a moment before he returned his gaze to her eyes and he noticed her eyes were swirling with confusion, “Goodnight Lu,” Benne said and straightened up before he became too tempted to kiss her.
Celsie couldn’t find her voice, so she didn’t bother to say anything. She simply nodded her head as she watched him pick up another piece of pizza, “I will return your plate and wineglass tomorrow.. Don’t forget to think about what we just discussed,” Benne added before heading for the door.
Once they walked through the doors of the club, Sonia started moving her body to the rhythm of the music. She turned to look at Bryan and noticed the confusion on his face as he looked around the club, “Are you looking for someone?” She asked curiously.
“No, let’s get somewhere to sit,” he said as he moved forward but Sonia placed a hand on his arm to stop him.
“Let’s go that way instead, I’d love to have a good view of the strippers. I hope you have a lot of cash on you? Or your debit card?” She asked as she dragged him towards the VVIP area of the club where only the best of the best strippers performed.
“Have you been here before? You seem to know your way around,” Bryan observed, wondering how she knew where she was going.
“I’ve been to the branch at Heden, not this one. I think all their clubs are structured in the same way, so you feel at home regardless of the branch you visit. I’ve never been to the VVIP wing before, that is why we are going there now,” Sonia shrieked excitedly.
What? She had been to Sodom and Gomorrah? Why hadn’t she mentioned it in the car? How was this supposed to scare her if she was already familiar with the club? From all indications, it seemed like he had only brought her here to enjoy herself instead of scaring her off him.
“You haven’t been here before, have you?” Sonia asked as she led the way.
“I have,” Bryan lied.
Sonia turned to look at him, and she could guess he wasn’t telling the truth, but she chose not to comment on it, “Good then.”
A uniformed man approached them to find out where they were going, and Sonia informed him they needed a VVIP room. He glanced at Bryan. When he recognized Bryan he gave them a polite nod and led them to a private room.
Sonia relaxed on the soft seat and crossed her legs, “Get us your most expensive drinks, and bring us the best strippers you’ve got,” Sonia ordered before the man excused them.
Seeing the smile of contentment on her face, Bryan could tell he had made a mistake by bringing her here. His initial plan had been to get many strippers around them and play with the ladies in front of Sonia, so she would see him for the irresponsible guy he was, and leave him alone. But seeing her request for strippers herself, he knew this was a mistake, and he was in for a very long night. Now he wished he hadn’t left his phone in the car.
“Your card, please?” Sonia said, extending her hand so he could hand her his credit card. She didn’t want to start drinking or doing anything without being sure that he had his card or money with him.
Bryan reluctantly took out his wallet from the pocket of his trousers and extracted the debit card from it before handing it to Sonia, “Thank you, baby,” she purred happily and leaned over to kiss him.
“No one is watching us here. You don’t have to kiss me,” Bryan pointed out.
She tut-tutted in disapproval, “You hurt my feelings, darling. I’m not an actor like you, so I don’t live my life to entertain other people,” she said with a sigh.
Her eyes lit up when the door opened and two half-naked ladies walked in. The blonde one was carrying a bottle of wine and two wine glasses, and the brunette was carrying a small ice bucket.
The blonde was very pretty. About 5’6″ and around 112 lbs. Her blonde hair was long and straight. She was wearing a tiny red bikini and heels. The bikini top which barely covered her nipples left her pink areolas exposed. Her breasts were round and full, and she had a round firm ass.
The brunette on the other hand was wearing just a thong and heels. Her long dark brown hair flowing over her shoulders. Her tits were full and firm, and Sonia was willing to bet her last dime that they weren’t natural.
“You sent for us?” The blonde asked in a sultry voice as she dropped the bottle of wine and glasses in front of them.
Sonia grinned at them in satisfaction as her eyes trailed over their bodies, “Yes, we did. What are your names?” She asked, looking from one to the other.
“I’m Candy,” The blonde said.
“I’m Brandy,” The brunette said.
“Nice. I’m Sonia, and this is my fiance Bryan. I’m sure you know him. He is an actor,” Sonia said, and they smiled when they looked at Bryan who had a disinterested look on his face.
“Sure, we know him. He looks even more handsome in person,” Brandy said excitedly as her gaze traveled over Bryan.
Bryan ignored them as he picked up a glass and poured himself some wine. If he had been alone at the club, maybe he would have enjoyed the company of the strippers. But being here with Sonia, he just wanted to drink and go home.
“Your tits, are they natural?” Sonia asked Brandy curiously, making Bryan’s ears perk up.
Brandy smiled as she looked down at her tits as though she had never seen them before, “No, they’re not. You want to touch them?” She asked, returning her gaze to Sonia who bobbed her head.
Brandy moved closer to Sonia, and Bryan who had been ignoring them looked to see what Sonia was going to do. He watched in amazement as Sonia cupped Brandy’s tits and squeezed them gently, “They’re beautiful,” Sonia said with a happy smile before turning to wink at Bryan who was staring at her.
“My fiance is in a bad mood, please make him feel better,” Sonia said as she leaned back in her seat to watch the ladies work their magic on Bryan.
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Benne had a grin on his face as he walked into his apartment. He had no idea what had gotten into him, but whatever it was, he hoped it remained long enough for him to win Celsie’s heart. Bryan had said if he succeeded in getting into her bed, and if he did a good job, then getting into her heart would be easy.
He believed now that telling her the truth had been a good idea. He had noticed how the truth had ended up making her feel guilty and had also contributed to making her feel very vulnerable, which was exactly why she had been unable to reject him as she would have. Benne smirked when he remembered how flustered she had looked. Perhaps this was the way he was going to pull her one step forward and two steps backward stunt on her.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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