Mahad felt slightly troubled after he saw that woman left. It was the first time he didn't saw or met her. The first time he saw her was at a bar a few days ago. He was feeling down after his mother confession, so Mahad had decided to go out and before he knew where he went, he was in bar. There he saw a woman sitting on the bar counter sipping on her wine and he immediately felt drawn to her. Not him but the special part of his body. Mahad unhurriedly walk up to her till he stood beside her.
"One whisky, please." Mahad ordered to the bartender.
"Coming up." The bartender shouted.
The woman turned her face to the voice beside her and Mahad was a bit surprise but quickly hide it.
She was gorgeous and… and… beautiful… and… just wooow. He had seen a lot of woman but this one seems different that others. She was really beautiful. Her hair were brown and curly, her eyes brown and the nose and those lips. He wanted to kiss those lips. Those eyes of her were looking through him as if she could see anything.
"First time here?" The woman asked.
And oh, shit. Her voice. Her voice was a bed voice. Definitely a bed voice.
"Yeah. Yours too?" Mahad looked at her.
"Here's your drink." The bartender put the whisky in front of Mahad.
"Thanks." Mahad said.
The woman nodded. "So, who are you?" She asked.
Mahad was stunned. That was the first time a woman who don't know him. A lot of woman knew him, and they were all attracted to him, but of course that's because he was loaded. And every woman who approached him just want one thing from him and that's money. Money, money and fortunes.
"I'm Mahad." He introduced himself to her, "And would please kind tell me who this beautiful lady is." He took her hand and placed a kiss on it.
The woman blinked in surprised and she was quite shocked at his behaviour too.
"So Mahad, how long have you been in this city?" The woman pulled her hand back and took her glass. She drank her drink; her face didn't look at him.
"Yeah, I live here. Actually, I was born here." Mahad replied.
The woman turned her head back to face him again. She raised an eyebrow. "And you've never been here?"
"It's surprising, right?" Mahad grinned at her.
"Yeah. I thought you were new in this city." Flora mumbled.
"I've never been here since I'm a busy man."
"I can see that." Flora looked at her drink in embarrassment.
"You still haven't told me your name yet?" Mahad turned his head and his eyes pierced at her.
Flora was flustered. "F-Flora. My name is Flora." She answered him.
Mahad took his glass and gulped the whole liquid in it down in his throat. Then he stood up from his chair and walked to her.
"So, Flora, dance with me?" Mahad stood in front of her as he stretched his hand out, waiting for hers.
Flora stared at his hand for a moment then gazed up at him. Then she slowly placed her hand on his.
"It would be my pleasure." She said, her voice quite a pitch higher than usual.
Mahad pulled her up to him, her body colliding to his. Mahad could feel soft body against his. And it felt good to him. Mahad put a hand on her waist to hold her up.
"You smelled good." Flora muttered as she felt his muscular body against hers frozen. She breathed his smell. His intoxicating smell made her nipples hard and core clenched tight.
"What are you doing?" Mahad asked, looking down at her. Flora looked at and her eyes met two hot gazes. His eyes seemed like it wanted to devour her whole.
"N-Nothing. You really smell good. I'm telling the truth." Flora stuttered, her eyes looked down avoiding his.
"Come." Mahad lead her to the dance floor and Flora followed him. Her face was flushed bright red.
"Put your arms around my neck." Mahad whispered to her. Flora was startled and looked up confused at him.
"Just put arms around my neck." Mahad whispered again.
Flora slowly raised her hands and put it around his neck.
"Good girl." Mahad praised her and put his arms around waist, pulling her close to him. He leaded her as the dance. Flora was too flustered that she made some mistakes and Mahad didn't say anything. He just continued to lead her. After Flora relaxed, she leaned more in his arms.
His arms felt really comfortable and Flora felt safe in his arms. Flora then leaned her head against his shoulder.
Mahad was surprised as she leaned her head against his shoulder. 'She seems to relax now.' Not wonder her body was stiffen against his when he felt it a while ago.
"So, where do you live?" Mahad asked, whispering as he tried to start a conversation.
"I live in a small apartment nearby." Flora replied, "How about you?"
"I also live here."
"Also, in apartment?" She asked, looking up at him.
"Not quiet." Mahad answered.
"So, what do you do? Are you working?" She asked.
"Y-Yes, I am. I'm quite busy man."
"Oh?" Flora raised an eyebrow.
"Mhm." Mahad looked down at her.
Flora was drawn to him. Her hands pulled his neck down. His lips were crushing down on hers. The kiss was tender and passionate yet wild. Mahad pried open her mouth and slide his tongue inside her mouth. He sucked, nibbled and bit on her tongue softly and gently.
Flora moaned in the kiss softly. She had never been kiss like this. It was her first time. And she had to admit that this man can kiss.
Her moan just make her him more. Flora held on his neck tight and kissed him deeply. Her tongue then played with his. Then she bite gently on his mouth then his tongue. Flora run her finger through her hair as she kept kissing me.
Suddenly Flora pulled herself away from him. She licked her lips before she looked up at him.
Mahad's gaze lied down on her. He saw every move and saw her lush full lips. And to be honest, he wanted to kiss those lips again. They were soft, and it made him addicted.
Then Flora took his hand and looked up at him. "I want it again." She grabbed on his collar and pulled him down. His mouth crashed on hers and Flora kissed him deeply and passionately.
Mahad was stunned and picked her up. Flora squeaked in surprised, but she didn't stop kissing him.
Mahad carried her away from the bar and headed to his car. On the to his car, Flora didn't stop kiss him once, just deepen her kiss more.
Mahad opened the door and put her slightly and careful on the seat on the back. Mahad had a time controlling himself. He couldn't stop even if he wanted. This woman was too intriguing. The special body was twitching in pain in his pants.
Flora pulled back and looked at him for a second, before kissed him again. "You are a good kisser, I'm surprised." Flora said between the kisses.
Mahad chuckled. "Thanks. You are not bad yourself."
Fuck! Jesus she is an awesome kisser too. And her lips… Mine! She's mine!
That was the first time that Mahad felt this way. This woman in front of him was mine. Well not yet. But she will. Sooner or later this woman will be his. He'll make sure of that.
Mahad kissed her, while his hand roamed around her body. His hand travelled from her neck, down to her chest then under her blouse. From her blouse his hand travelled down to her stomach, making a small slow circle on her stomach. Flora moaned in the kiss as she felt his touch and his hand. His touch was like an electricity or maybe fire for her. His hand moved possessively over her body.
"More… Please touch me more." Flora moaned softly. Mahad chuckled.
"As your wish." He mumbled as he then bite gently on her lips.