WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
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“One zaidi shot.”

“No, I can’t –“

“Fine. I guess wewe owe me a dance then.”

wewe look and see Kai grinning at you, hand outstretched, ready to pull wewe to the dance floor. wewe roll your eyes at him before reaching for the shot glass and downing your fifth one for the night.

“You really don’t want to dance with me, do you?” he maoni before taking his own shot.

“It’s not you; it’s me.”

“Okay. In my experience, when a girl says something like that, usually she’s trying to blow the guy off gently. If wewe want me to leave –“

“No, seriously. It’s me; I can’t dance.”

“Of course wewe can. That’s just your excuse,” he answers. “Number six?”

“I shouldn’t,” wewe reply as wewe drink the shot.

“But clearly wewe are. Why come to a club if you’re not going to dance?”

wewe point to a girl on the dance floor who was currently dancing wildly with a guy. Kai’s mouth forms a silent ‘Ah’ as he perfectly comprehends what wewe meant.

“Got dragged here?”

“Yup. DD.”

“But…you’re here about to take your seventh shot. wewe realize that’s a whole contradiction in itself, right?”

“Yeah, but I’m not going to pass up the opportunity for free drinks from a hot guy.”

He smirks; “So, wewe think I’m hot. Is this the alcohol au wewe talking?”

Honestly, wewe aren’t even sure. wewe had been sitting kwa yourself at the bar when Kai came up to you. At first he asked wewe to dance but when wewe alisema no, he sat down and started buying wewe drinks. wewe refused them at first but whether it was out of boredom au interest in him, wewe ultimately accepted them gladly.

“A little bit of both,” wewe answer, downing the seventh shot.

“But you’re still not drunk enough to say yes to me, right?” he chuckles.

“Actually,” wewe smirk, “I am.”

Whatever was in that last shot made wewe a little bit braver. Sure, your head hurt and the muziki wasn’t that great but wewe suddenly had an urge to feel Kai’s lean body grinding against yours. The alcohol definitely helped throw away your inhibitions because the inayofuata thing wewe know, you’re grabbing Kai’s hand and leading him to floor. He’s shocked and slightly flustered kwa your impulsive behavior but once wewe put his hands on your waist and your punda is against him, he lets his own inhibitions down and begins moving with the music.

If wewe had known it was going to feel this good, then wewe would have agreed to dance with him much, much earlier. The dance floor is so crowded that your bodies are pressed close together. wewe can feel his chest rising and falling as wewe songesha your hips. The muziki is loud and the bass, besi is vibrating every cell in your body but it’s nothing compared to the way he is making wewe feel. It was sexy, the way his breath came out in short pants, hot against your war. It was exhilarating, the way his hands roamed your body, touching all of the right places to turn wewe on. And it was satisfying, knowing that wewe weren’t the only one feeling this way, if his hard cock was any indication. wewe press your punda against him and wewe smirk when he lets out a delicious moan. All wewe want right now is to hear him make that heavenly sound again…and again…so wewe continue to tease him, rolling your hips to the beat of the music.

When wewe feel his grip tighten on your waist, wewe know you’ve tortured him enough. Frankly, wewe want exactly what he wants at this point so why delay any longer. wewe turn around to face him, looking up into his eyes now filed with lust and want. wewe lean mbele and breathe hot air over his lips before capturing them in a searing kiss. wewe wrap, upangaji pamoja your arms around his neck and pull him closer, if that was even possible. His tongue swipes the bottom of your lip for only a mgawanyiko, baidisha sekunde before plunging in and entering your mouth. Your knees start to weaken as he continues to kiss wewe in a sinful way. He notices and pulls away but only to suggest the very idea I in your mind.

“Let’s go,” he whispers.

wewe can only nod as he takes your hand and leads wewe up the stairs to the sekunde floor. He walks through a crowd, disregarding the angry cries of disruption, and heads down a corridor, walls covered in mirrors. He opens the door at the end of the hallway, revealing a private lounge. He pulls wewe through and lets go of your hand to shut and lock the door.

“This is the VIP suit,” wewe say. “We’re not allowed –“

“You’re not allowed but the owner of this club is. And I guess since you’re my guest, it’s okay.”

“You own this club?”

“Yes but let’s not talk about my business ventures, shall we?” he says, walking up to wewe and cupping the wetness between your legs. “I think we both have zaidi important things to deal with at the moment.”

This time, he initiates things, kissing wewe passionately while leading wewe to the white couch. He’s about to push wewe down when wewe surprise him kwa quickly turning around. He ends up on his back, lying on his elbows as he watches wewe pull down your side zipper and strip out of your short mini dress, letting it fall to the floor. He hungrily licks his lips when his eyes take in your breasts. wewe smirk and start to climb over him, feline-like, your movements meant to turn him on even more. wewe settle over his body, letting your punda push high up in the air as wewe lean down and start sucking his neck. His hands grab your punda as he enjoys your treatment of his body. wewe feel his hands working to unclasp your bra so wewe decide to speed things up kwa doing it himself. wewe throw the flimsy material on the floor and return to kissing him.

“God, you’re so hot,” he breathily says.

“I’m just getting started.”

wewe unbutton his shati and kiss every new patch of skin. When his shati is off, wewe work on removing his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to reveal his erect cock. wewe smirk as wewe kiss his abs, dipping your tongue into his bellybutton. wewe lick the trail of hair right under and follow it to your destination. When he realizes what you’re about to do, he lets out a moan and pushes his hips up to encourage you. Not wasting any zaidi time, wewe take him in your mouth. His hands grip your hair tightly as wewe lick him again and again. wewe start to songesha your head, taking him in as deep as wewe can. wewe hum deep in your throat, letting him know that you’re enjoying this as much as he is. He bucks his hips when the vibrations hit him and he moans from the pleasurable feeling of having your mouth on him.

“I’m close,” he pants.

He motions for wewe to let go but wewe keep on sucking him, wanting him to cum in your mouth. He’s about to protest but wewe don’t give him the time. All it takes is one zaidi lick for him to come apart, literally. wewe kumeza everything that he has to offer, your eyes steady on his face as the ecstasy washes over him. When he calms down, wewe pull off with an obscene pop and watch as he attempts to control his breathing.

“Damn,” he pants.

“I assumed wewe enjoy it?” wewe ask while pulling down your panties.

“What do wewe think?”

“I think…I’m not done yet.”

wewe grab on to the base of his cock and stroke, wanting him to get hard again. As soon as he’s ready, wewe immediately position your entrance over the head and push down on him. wewe throw back your head as wewe feel him filling wewe up, the stretch a bit painful but just enough that wewe wanted to scream out in pleasure. When he was fully inside, wewe put your hand on his chest and used him as leverage. wewe didn’t hold back at all, riding him as fast as wewe could. wewe let out a moan as he starts to thrust up, doubling the pleasure that was coursing through your veins. His hands massage your breasts, his fingers tweaking your erect nipples. wewe bite your lips together when he hits your sweet spot and wewe angle yourself so that he hits that spot every…single…fucking…time.

“K-Kai,” wewe stutter. “I’m close.”

“Cum for me,” he whispers, leaning up to catch your lips. “I want to hear wewe scream.”

He sits up and puts his hands on your waist, helping wewe bounce. You’re sure his hands are gripping hard enough that wewe were going to have bruises tomorrow but it didn’t matter. The delicious friction between your bodies triggers an explosion of pleasure as wewe orgasm. wewe scream his name like a whore, not caring whether au not anyone besides him could hear you. wewe feel him cum again inside of wewe and it only makes the experience so much hotter knowing that he’s marked wewe twice. A sigh escapes your lips as wewe come down from your high. wewe collapse against his chest and listen to his heartbeat going just as fast as yours.

“You know,” he says, stroking your hair. “I think you’re underestimating yourself.”

“Huh?”

He smirks; “You tell me wewe can’t dance yet we do anyways and wewe get me as hard as a rock. wewe didn’t say anything about your skills in the bedroom but judging kwa this performance, I’d say you’re a perfect ten.”

“You’re not too bad yourself,” wewe smirk, leaning away from his body. “But I think I need zaidi evidence before I can come to a conclusion.”

“Oh, I’ll make wewe cum,” he winks, rolling over so that he’s now on top. “No doubt about that.”