Nathalie Spark is currently on the brink of giving her life as her mother and father died in a car accident last month. She was in school taking up her history class when suddenly, she received a call from a certain hospital and ask her if she is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Spark. She didn't know why but her heart beat suddenly stopped upon hearing the name of her parents. She then excuse from her class and went outside their classroom. The moment she stepped her feet out of the room, the caller then said that her parents were on a car accident and didn't make it. She burst out crying, didn't care of her surroundings, everyone looked at her with questions and pity in their eyes…
Months have passed and Nathalie still felt completely devastated and heart broken remembering her loving parents and thinking that she has no one left with her anymore, she only has herself now. Nathalie went to a club completely lost. This has been her routine every night going to party and go home drunk hoping to forget in just short period of time. She stopped going to school and didn't show up to her part time jobs and end up being fired.
Another meaningless night has come again and she is preparing herself to another night out. Wearing a strapless black mini dress with a little curvy cut on its sides that shows her curves and revealing her perfectly shaped breast that creates cleavage she paired it with a silver knee boots. Her dress were too short that in one single bend her behind would be visible for everyone. It definitely emphasize her long slick legs. Her black dress emphasizes her soft pale skin even more, giving off a slutty vibes. Her brown hazel eyes turned darker as her curled long blonde hair perfectly matched. She had put on an intense red lipstick that created an even more pouty lips and a smooky eyeshadows.
When she entered the club,she looked around as she tried to adjust her sight to the light-dim room, and noticed everyone around her seemed to be having so much fun. 'I wish I could also be this happy just like these people' she thought to herself. This is her first time in this club so she's kind of not familiar with this new environment. She looked ahead of her and took a deep breath when she caught sight of the bar counter and headed to its direction. The music was too loud that it almost broke her eardrums.
''Hey, gorgeous!'' A short guy with very thick brows called out as she maneuvered her way through the crowd, but she just looked at him and ignored the man and continued her way into the bar counter.
When she arrived at the bar counter she then took a sit right at the center since there is no one there other than herself and the bartender, the rest were dancing on the dancefloor. She promised herself before she came here, that tonight will be the last night she'd be like this, she will stop ruining herself and move forward and start over again without her family.
''Hello, Missy! I must say, this is your first time here, am I right?'' The middle-aged bartender went near her with a welcoming smile. She just nodded shyly. ''What can I get you?''
''A double tequila, please.'' Then he proceeded to get her order.
She was sitting on the counter by herself while drinking tequila as if it is some kind of a sweet juice. She moves her head along with the loud music as she holds the glass up and drinks it one after another. She could feel the sting in her throat as soon as the tequila reached her through but she just ignored it. She could feel her world is already spinning, feeling a little tipsy and didn't give much care about her surroundings just enjoying herself, forgetting everything. She could feel a lot of eyes gazing at her and some guys came close to her one by one and introduced themselves but she did not give the luxury to even give a damn.
On the other side of the club…
Peter Clarkson was looking at a woman intently in the counter who looked like she is enjoying herself to the fullest as if she is the only one in the room. She did not mind that a lot of guys went beside her and introduced themselves. A little curve was created in his lips that turned out to be a smirked, the fifth guy tried to come near her and ask for her name and minutes have passed, he didn't get an answer from the woman so the guy just turned around frowning and walk away.
Seeing that the woman is about to stand and knowing that she is already VERY drunk, Peter quickly stood up and went hurriedly to her. Some guys near the woman just waited this chance for the woman to finally stand up from her chair and when she did, those bunch of guys were about to catch her. Thank God! Peter is quicker and he give those bunch of asshole a devilish look and they quickly step back.
By the time she is about to fall, he pulled her and put his arms around her waist and grabbed her close.
''Oooops!'' She said playfully.
She was cut in her words when she look at his light blue eyes with mouth open. Her eyes went up to his brows back to his eyes and down to his nose as if she is examining every inch of his face her eyes stopped when it landed to his perfect thin lips. She closed her mouth and swallowed. Her hand went up touching his lips causing him to groan a little. She then said a word that surprised him.
''Delicious!'' She exclaimed without taking her eyes off from his lucious lips. Without any sign of embarrassment in her eyes. ''I want it.'' She continued without hesitation.
She's too drunk to think of anything but a kiss from this lucious lips of the man holding her. She wouldn't want to missed this opportunity to taste it. She suddenly felt a strong urge to kiss him and in one snap, her soft lips touched his. He then suddenly pulled her closer to him. He responded eagerly to the movement of her mouth and pulled her even closer against his body. She begun to move her hands into his neck up into the back of his head pulling his hair slightly. That made him groan in between their aggressive kiss. He could taste the vodka through her mouth and wondered how on earth that vodka tasted so sweet in her mouth.
She suddenly stopped, gasping for air and catching their breath. They could both feel their warm breath as their forehead were close and touching. Without a word, Peter pulled her towards his chair at the corner of the club and let her sit on his lap. This time, he was the one who initiated the kiss. His mouth moved over hers, again and again, dizzying and blatantly sexual, and so passionate she could feel her blood racing along her veins until the dark current of sensation made her feel like a boneless puddle of jelly. She holds onto his shoulder tightly while his hands were in her back rubbing and keeping her balance and his other hand were moving all over her going its way into her soft and silky white legs caressing it, feeling its softness in his palm. His hands moves to her butt cheeks and pinched it slightly causing her to startled.
She felt his one hand is now moving going to her thigh. She could not think straight anymore, this feeling is too overwhelming for her and too new. She felt herself shivered the moment his hand landed into her most sensitive part of the body, his hand move slowly on top of the thin clothing on that area causing her to moan softly because of the undescribable sensation she's feeling all over her body. His tongue is now knocking in her teeth softly seeking for an entrance, as soon as she opened her mouth his tongue slip inside as if looking for something as they continued kissing hungrily loosing their breathe. Without her knowing, her hands are now moving on its own and landed to touch his broad chest up to his hair ang slightly pulling it.
His lips stayed from her mouth and travelled downwards. A low, masculine growl of pleasure and need escaped from his throat as his kissed trailed her jawline down to her neck, sounding so hungry as if he wanted to consume her like a highly sought-after delicacy. Nathalie tilt her head backwards giving him more access to her neck while she is gasping for air. He suddenly stopped and looked at her in the eyes intently.
''Do you want to go to my place or your place?'' He asked huskily.