Page 10 of When You Dance
He began grinding me against him even faster. I knew he understood the word orgasmo. I’d said,Oh my God. I’m about to orgasm.He released my nipple, and as he moved to the other, he said, “Me too, baby. Me too.”
He only sucked it for a couple of seconds before lifting his head and staring into my eyes as I slid my fingers through his beard. The frown that graced his face told me that he was indeed about to mess up his clothes. As he forcefully grinded me against him, I put a slight bounce into it, causing my double D’s to bounce uncontrollably. “Ahh fuck!” he yelled.
I held on to him tightly as my orgasm ripped through me as well. My entire body shivered with passion and wanting, wishing his dick was inside of me. I opened my eyes to see I’d squirted on him. My face was hot with embarrassment once again. I tried to slide away from him, but he wrapped his arms around me tightly. “Eu sinto Muito.”
I was apologizing for messing up his clothes. I brought my hands to his face then closed my eyes. His hands slid to my ass, and he gripped it before I stood. His pants and part of his shirt was wet like he’d pissed everywhere. I turned my back and swallowed hard only to feel him behind me, wrapping his arms around me. I turned around in his arms and said softly, “Feliz aniversário.”
“If you said happy birthday, thank you. I uhh… I’d planned to make this my last night coming here for a while. My behavior was becoming obsessive over a woman I couldn’t have. If I can’t have you, tell me. Let me take you away from this place.”
He wanted me to be his, but not if I wanted to stay here and dance. I could understand that if he had a woman, he wouldn’t want her showing her body to everyone that came through the doors. I walked away from him and picked up my robe from the floor. Turning back to him, I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip then shook my head.
“Okay. Thank you for tonight,” he said as I tightened my robe.
Suddenly, I didn’t feel so good. I grabbed my phone and silently went to the door to leave the room, but turned back to him and said, “Adeus.”
Goodbye.He was standing there watching me leave, and I felt the lump in my throat. This shouldn’t have been so hard, but it was. I knew after tonight, I would probably never see him again. Forcing myself to pretend that I was cool with that was like swallowing razors. The tears filled my eyes as I walked away from the man that made me cum twice in fifteen minutes without his tongue or dick entering my hot spot.
CHAPTER5
JAMEL
“What the fuck happened to you, nigga?” Arrow asked me when I returned to my seat.
When I didn’t answer him, his eyes widened. “For real?”
I glanced at him, but I couldn’t say shit. Knowing that I had to leave this club and get that beautiful, passion-filled woman out of my system left a sour taste in my mouth. It had overpowered the flavor of her pussy that had me hypnotized earlier. Obsession was so fucking sexy, and so was her scent. I probably wouldn’t wash these clothes… just hang the shit in my closet as-is. I pulled at my beard as I thought about how I let her slide her fingers through it.
As I sat here, a woman approached me. “Hey, birthday boy. You want a lap dance?”
“Naw.”
I didn’t even look at her. I was ready to go. “Yo, man, you good? She must’ve really put something on yo’ ass,” Seneca joked.
Ali stepped in front of me and said, “Damn! She came all over you. Want me to take you home to shower and change?”
“Yeah.”
I stood from my seat, and Ali and I headed toward the exit. He let them know that we were coming back and not to move my chair. Once the night air hit me, I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves enough to continue enjoying my birthday. When I turned to my right to follow Ali to his car, I saw her walking to her car. She only wore sweats, tennis shoes, and a sweatshirt. Her mask was still in place, and she had a bouncer with her.
“Yo, you coming?” Ali asked.
I hadn’t even realized that I’d stopped walking. He glanced toward Obsession as his eyebrows lifted slightly. I continued to his car and got in as I watched her drive away. She still hadn’t taken that fucking mask off. I wondered why she wouldn’t speak English to me. Maybe she couldn’t speak it as well as she understood it. I was glad I realized she understood me before I spilled any more of my feelings in there.
When Ali took off, he said, “I can find out who she is if you want.”
“Naw. That ain’t gon’ change shit. I couldn’t seriously date a stripper. Although she doesn’t usually give private dances or even lap dances, just knowing that niggas looking at her pussy would fuck me up. I asked her to leave the club and be mine. She declined.”
“You ever think that maybe she enjoys dancing there? She only works on weekends. She probably has a regular job Monday through Friday.”
“Well, I figured that she had another job. That’s why she doesn’t want people knowing who she is. But I mean, she willing to pass up a nigga she really feeling so she can keep stripping? I almost wish tonight wouldn’t have happened, because it only made me more sensitive to her. I’d planned for tonight to be my last night here for a while, but after what she gave me, nigga, my damn nose wide open like a fucking hound dog.”
He chuckled slightly. I didn’t know why I was telling him shit. He didn’t know what it meant to want a woman. At least it didn’t seem like he knew. I should have let DJ drive me home. He’d been wanting something fulfilling for a while, and now that he had it, I wanted to know how that felt too. I was attracted to the wrong woman though. I didn’t know how in the hell I was going to stop going to that club after tonight.
“Don’t give up, man. If she’s the woman you want, go after her. So what she declined your proposal. Try again. Try to get to know her first though.”
“There’s a slight problem. I don’t think she speaks English.”
He frowned and stared at me. “For real? What language was she speaking?”
