A blatantly smug smirk was his only response as he extended his left arm to direct her to a set of stairs across the VIP lounge. It led to where his office was. "Ladies first," he slurred. She faked a smile then glowered at him prior to stomping away. Unexpectedly, he laughed at her bratty antics and it infuriated her. “Let's see how long you can retain that coolness sir!”

The travel to his office was brief but the silence was deafening. It didn't help that the woody and musky fragrance that he released caused her to drift to and fro between lucidity and provocation. He opened the door for her which wasn't good for Prixy's well-being. The close proximity of their bodies meant that she got a full blast of his scent. Her skin started burning up and bit by bit her lucidity blurred.

Albeit this time, he held his breath and closed his eyes. Those were the giveaways that he's affected as she was. The flame licking through her body started to be unbearable. She instinctively grasped his shirt and entered into his personal space and relief washed over her but it wasn't enough. “More! Please”, she's not sure what she was really asking for anymore.

"Please...," she begged. He groaned with the request and grabbed her shoulders to pin her to the wall. Before they recognized what hit them, their mouths fought for dominance. He kissed her with wanton savoring the sweetness she had willingly offered.

Forgetting how inexperienced she was, Prixy imitated his movements as her mind went hazy with lust. Desire completely consumed her while she bit, nipped and let him dominate her. She wrapped one of her legs around his hip to pull him closer. She felt something stir to life below his belt and that burned her up more.

Lost in her tight embrace and unconscious hip thrusts, he swiped his tongue against her lower lip asking for access which she readily complied. The moment his tongue explored her wet cavern, both their logic disappeared. Their animal drives surfaced and crazed them without hesitation. He broke the kiss to hitch her other leg on his hip and searched her eyes for any qualms.

Her green orbs were now dilated with hunger and reflected his red ones. She whimpered with the break which he shushed by squeezing her right butt cheek. She lasciviously rolled her body against his and that flared up the beast in him. He slotted their mouths again with his hand gripping her hair to keep her head in place. She dared to slip her tongue into him and allowed him to suck it hard. A muffled moan resonated between them.

"I was trying to be a gentleman baby but you are such a tease," he broke the kiss and nibbled on her ear lobe. She tensed then gasped with the sensitivity. Prix arched her back to convey her message that she was his to take. The thin fabric of his shirt didn't prevent her from mapping out the toned chest beneath the palm of her hands.

Pleased with her response, he trailed kisses down the curve of her neck and licked at the pulse spot. A growl vibrated from his chest and Prix purred in answer. With all of her weight on him and his pants painfully restricting his growing erection, he used the wall as leverage while he sought some relief by grinding his hips against hers.

A shameless whine escaped from her lips while hands slithered into his shirt and up his back. "So good baby, you smell so good, wanna taste you so bad." He continued rubbing his cock against her clothed bum. "Do you want this? Do you want me inside you huh?" Delirious to the thirst that only he could quench, Prix couldn't utter a coherent word so she leaned to the side and exposed her neck instead. He growled with the invitation and before they knew it, pain and pleasure coursed through her body as something sharp pierced through her neck. She dug her nails into his bare back to ground her.

Her phone's ringtone whacked her back to the real world. The possible outcome of her actions played in her mind and it scared her. He was still licking her neck when she callously shoved him away. “What was I doing?” Without indecision and before he could slam her back to the wall, she kneed his crotch and fled from the scene. She heard him screaming curses at her but it only intensified the need to get away.

Unbelievably, she wound her way out and managed to easily locate Mila who was still standing by the entrance. Grateful for the loud music and natural chaos of the club, no one was aware of the commotion back there. She ran towards her friend at an incredible speed.

"What happened? You look blissfully fucked out and scared as shit at the same time," her friend enquired the moment she got close enough. Her face was stuck in between curiosity and worry whilst she examined her.

It would have been fun to tease her for looking so confused but they don't have time for that. "Mila, we got to go. Like now! I'll explain later." Although perplexed with the sudden turn of events, Mila let herself be dragged back outside without a word. Not bothering to even return the good night from the burly man she met earlier who sat by the entrance, she dashed with Mila in tow to the parking area.

Foregoing the helmet, she immediately slung her feet to ride the scooter. The maid did the same and snuggly wrapped her arms around her tummy. She jammed the key into the keyhole and ignited the engine.

In no time at all, they drove away like a pair of mad men back to the mansion. Once they were far enough she sighed in relief and cried at the same time. That night, Prixy vowed to never step foot another club and forever scorn the man who stole his first kiss.