[This chapter is R-18 as it contains some sexual themes/events. If you don't know what R-18 means, you're probably too young to be reading this chapter.]
As Draco and Amira got off the elevator leading to his floor, he took a second to glance at her figure that was now in front of him.
Draco sucked in a deep breath as he watched the swaying of Amira's hips as she walked down the corridor.
The tight fitting pant suit she was wearing did little to hide her curves, and Draco didn't hesitate to get a good look while he could.
'God damn! You don't see an ass like that every day.' Draco thought, already getting way ahead of himself.
Draco caught back up with Amira, "It's right over here." he said, approaching his room.
Opening the door, he walked in with Amira following closely behind him. Draco closed the door and turned the lights on before walking towards his bed.
Amira took a moment to look around the room, 'The room's not bad.' she thought to herself.
Seeing Draco walking towards his bed she smirked, "A little forward, isn't it?"
Draco laughed when he heard this, "Not at all." he said as he reached under the bed and grabbed his backpack.
Looking through the bag for a moment he pulled out what he was looking for. He walked back towards Amira holding a familiar looking plastic baggie and held it up.
"I was just getting this." he said with a slight smile on his lips.
Amira looked excited, "Splendid. So, how much?" She asked while grabbing her purse and digging through it for a moment.
Draco held up a hand, "Don't bother, it's on the house."
Amira tilted her head at that, "I'm not one to take charity, you know."
Draco felt that she might say that, so he said, "I imagine, but don't worry. Your brother overpaid for his so I'll just call us even."
Amira laughed, and Draco was once again taken in by that wonderful sound.
"I'll take you up on that offer then." she said as she grabbed the bag. Walking towards the table in the corner of the room she opened the baggie and sprinkled a bit of it onto the table in the shape of a line.
"Eager, aren't you?" Draco said after watching her, surprised that she was doing it right there.
Amira didn't respond, and instead grabbed a credit card from her wallet which she used to line up the c*ke on the table.
Draco watched with interest, amusement written on his face.
A few seconds later and Amira was over the table, snorting a line of c*caine with a sort of practiced proficiency. Looking at her, Draco could tell that she was experienced.
Draco felt an indescribable sensation while looking at the beautiful woman doing c*caine on his hotel room table.
'Damn, who would've thought watching a babe do c*ke on my table would be so attractive. Maybe I'm some sort of deviant.' he thought to himself.
Seeing Amira bent over his table, and looking at her plump, firm bottom, Draco felt a heat rising up from within him.
Suddenly, Amira looked over his shoulder. Seeing the look on his face, she winked at him and gave him a sultry smile.
"So, are you just going to watch? Come, join me." she said, making a beckoning gesture with her hand.
Hearing this, Draco didn't know what to say. Looking at the supermodel level beauty with white powder all over her dainty little nose, the offer seemed enticing.
However, Draco had never done c*caine before. In fact, he hadn't done most of the drugs he sells.
This was for a number of reasons, but mostly it was because it was simply bad business to use your own product. After all, that would be like burning his own money.
Another reason was because Draco had personally seen what addiction could do to someone, and as a man with access to a copious amount of drugs, he knew he had to be careful.
But when he looked at the sultry beauty in front of him, his heart wavered.
Beautiful women were always Draco's greatest weakness.
After a few moments of silence Draco finally said, "I don't know.. I've never actually done it before."
Amira looked at him in shock, "Wait, you have stuff this good and you've never tried it?"
Draco just shrugged, not knowing what to say.
She shook her head and once again made a beckoning gesture, "Come on, you'll enjoy it. I promise."
Hearing this Draco gave a resigned sigh as he walked toward the table, but a smile was slowly creeping onto his lips.
'When a beauty like this invites you to do drugs, you simply don't say no.' he thought as he looked at the line on the table that Amira had prepared for him.
"Okay it's easy. Just put one finger on your nose like this, and breathe in through your nose." she said as she began to inhale the line of white powder in front of her.
It was simple enough, Draco thought as he followed her lead.
Without much preamble, Draco finished his line. He looked over to Amira and saw that she had already finished hers and was looking over at him.
Draco saw how dilated her pupils were, and her hastened breathing told him that the drug was already working.
Not half a minute later, Draco felt his own pupils dilate and his heart started beating faster.
All of a sudden Draco felt like he shouldn't be standing still, and he felt like if he wanted to he could jump through his hotel window and fly.
"Holy sh*t, what a dangerous feeling." he said to no one in particular as he stood and looked around the room.
"I know right." said Amira, noticing his erratic movements.
A wry grin was on her lips as she walked closer to Draco. "I f*cking love it." she said.
A million thoughts were going through Draco's head at this moment.
He thought that it was too bright in the room, he thought about how Amira was standing so close to him, how she barely reached his shoulder in height, how he wanted to go run around the room three times, but also how absolutely gorgeous Amira was.
"F*ck, you're beautiful." Draco blurted out.
Amira laughed when she heard this, "You're not so bad looking yourself."
Draco looked at her, his breath hastened as he saw how she licked her luscious lips, and he wondered how it was possible for a woman to be so attractive with c*caine all over her nose.
'I want to push her down on the bed and have my way with her.' he thought to himself, almost shocked by his own confession.
"Do it." Amira suddenly said, seemingly reading his mind.
Hearing this, Draco's heart skipped a beat.
Looking at Amira who was now standing dangerously close to him, he noticed how she was breathing erratically, shuffling on her feet.
When he looked at the woman who was looking up at him with such a needy gaze, and saw how soft and inviting her lips looked, he made up his mind.
He leaned down with a swiftness that would surprise even a cat, and pressed his lips against hers.
However, their kiss was not a delicate one. After joining their lips, Draco grabbed her and picked her up without ceremony.
Amira let out a shout of surprise and giggled as she was lifted up, before wrapping her arms and legs around Draco and readily kissing him back.
Feeling her soft lips against his own, and feeling her wandering tongue, Draco could no longer resist as he pushed her against the nearest wall and continued to have his fill of her lips.
After a minute of passionate kissing, they separated with their heated breaths beating against each other's faces.
Without saying anything, they began kissing again, and Draco's hands began to wander. He placed a hand against one of her breasts and began to rub it through her shirt.
Even against the fabric of her clothing, Draco could tell how firm and perky her breasts were.
Moans escaped Amira's breath in between kisses, and she began to start removing her jacket.
After unceremoniously throwing it on the floor, she began unbuttoning her shirt. Draco saw the raw need in her eyes, and continued to kiss her as she unbuttoned her top.
He felt a heat rising from his groin, and without looking down he could tell that his length was rock-hard.
When her top was halfway unbuttoned, and Draco could see her laced, black bra through the opening, a ringing noise sounded off from her jacket that was now on the floor.
Amira cursed under her breath, "Sh*t, put me down for a moment. This might be important." she said with annoyance written all over her face.
'F*ck! What's with this timing?' Draco thought as he reluctantly put her down, breaking their kiss.
Amira reached for her jacket and fished through her pocket before grabbing her phone.
She cursed again when she saw the person calling her.
Answering it, she said in an angry tone, "Muhammed, what the hell do you need? I'm quite busy right now."
A muffled noise could be heard from the phone, but Draco could tell from the tone that he was anxious.
After a few moments Amira looked up at him, worry written all over her beautiful face, "Draco, this is bad."