The mont I accepted her offer, everything seed to happen like a blur once she made so changes to my outfit, adding a watch and so aftershave from the stores around the salon.
I found myself in the passenger seat of her sweet sports car with a red finish and high-tech display showing the engine status, her speed and the satnav all at once.
"Do you like to drink beer, wine or maybe stronger spirits?"
Her husky voice sounded as the car raced along the road, her expert driving easily overtaking the slower cars that seed too afraid even to honk their horns at the expensive car.
"I can drink anything, but I prefer bourbon or whiskey."
"Hmmm... a cute boy, okay. I know the place."
She smiled at with a light chuckle.
It wasn't a holy smile like before but more wicked and a touch of seduction as her eyes focused on the road and her foot pressing the acceleration pedal even more, causing the speed to push back into my seat.
I knew she was skilled, but I didn't expect her driving to be this crazy and insane.
We arrived at a bar after thirty minutes of driving through the city—she parked her car outside a high-class club that was located in the opposite area to the one owned by Cassandra—this was the place celebrities and the rich would co—she tossed her keys to a female waiting who then climbed into the car and parked it for her.
Damn... so rich and badass...
"Follow ~ lover boy."
Her heels clicked along the concrete pavent as her slender legs glistened in the night lights—a few n approached her, but she lifted her hand and sent them stumbling back from the re force of her movent and then ignored them all and continued towards the entrance of the club, where she flashed a card and allowed us both to enter.
I wonder what that card was... It seed that the girl at the front desk was shocked.
Inside was a completely different vibe to Cassandra's club—music played loudly as won danced on poles, wearing revealing outfits, and the guests were mostly middle-aged n wearing suits or females wearing dresses—There was a large stage where I saw a few girls singing while playing instrunts.
The atmosphere was lively, and everyone seed to be having fun, ordering drinks and smoking cigars—however, unlike Cassandra's club, there were no average-looking people—everyone seed to either be rich or dating a rich partner.
Did I fall into that second group right now?
Well... I am following this supermodel beauty who was attracting the eyes of every male and female inside—so n whistled at her, causing her to flip them off as we passed and reached the VIP lounge, where a waitress greeted her with a bright smile and guided us to our seats.
This wasn't just any VIP lounge... but the number one VIP lounge!
It overlooked the entire club while being protected by glass that was only one way because I couldn't see into this room from below, and thick walls so that nobody could disturb us—we sat down on the comfy leather sofa as the waitress handed us nus, informing us she would be back to take our orders soon.
"So, how does it feel to taste true luxury? Your cute face, it's like you've never seen a rich woman before."
She teased while crossing her long legs together—I was lost for words, admiring her beauty and elegance... however, I snapped out of my daze and laughed awkwardly. "Ah, sorry, I've never been to a place like this—you are just too stunning, Miss Midori."
"Hmmm... is that so... tell , Rai, why did you agree to co with tonight?" She changed the topic, asking a question that caused to wonder...
"Well, winning the bet against you seed rather enticing."
I decided just to be honest—who wouldn't want to challenge such an attractive and hot woman?
"Fufufu... so you accepted because of that? Then let ask you a different question... who do you prefer, Kana or ?" Midori leaned closer towards , causing to sll the sweet fragrance of lavender and cherry blossoms.
"Honestly, at this mont, I prefer you, but if you ask in the morning when training with Kana, I'd say her." I replied, causing Midori to smirk, "Hmmm... truly a naughty boy... yet I like that answer."
She placed her index finger onto my lips, tracing the outline gently as she stared into my eyes—the music was loud, but we could barely hear it in this room due to the soundproofing.
However, I could hear her breathing, the rustling of her dress and the sound of her heart beating rapidly.
Midori moved closer, leaning her face forward, causing to freeze as her lips touched mine—she kissed , invading my mouth as her tongue wrapped around mine—Midori's kiss was intense, passionate and filled with desire as her hands rested on my thigh, rubbing gently.
"Mmmm~ Rai... you are a good kisser..." Midori pulled away, licking her lips—my pants tightened as she traced her fingers along the bulge, causing to grab her hand stopping her.
"Let's drink first..." I said with a wry smile, trying not to get caught up with the flow and make a mistake—Midori chuckled, nodding, "Okay~ let's order drinks."
She pressed a button on the table, causing the waitress to open the door and approach us, "Miss Midori, Sir, have you decided on your drinks?"
Midori was so natural and different from the stylist version of her I t in the salon, in this club. She was more like a queen or empress as she ordered several bottles of spirits and so snacks.
The waitress bowed, closing the door as Midori smirked, "Are you planning to drink under the table?"
"Who knows~" I winked at her, causing Midori to laugh hysterically—she crossed her arms underneath her massive tits, causing them to bounce and squash together.
Her existence was one of sex appeal as her legs crossed—she flashed the opening between them several tis with a chuckle and snorted each ti she caught my gaze travelling south.
I decided to avert my eyes and admire her beautiful face, but Midori licked her lips, "Rai... you are quite the gentleman."
"Of course, I need to treat you with respect."
"But~ there's a part of you that's just a ravenous beast, fufufu." She giggled, looking between my legs as my little brother betrayed !
Soon, the waitress returned carrying a tray of various spirits, placing them onto the table and pouring us both a glass—Midori thanked her before lifting hers, "Cheers to my victory~."
"Cheers to my victory." I decided to mimic her while we both drank the expensive whiskey, savouring the rich and smoky flavour—Midori licked her lips, slamming the glass down, "This is nothing~ let's move on to the stronger stuff."
Several bottles of spirits appeared on the table as we both competed to see who could drink the most without getting drunk—unlike what I thought, she didn't go for speed, but with each bottle and glass, we had to savour the taste, or she would beco sullen.
At so point, we started talking about random things, mostly about Kana—Midori enjoyed teasing , asking about my sex life, how I treated others, and if I had ever cheated before.
It was a strange evening, as the alcohol began to affect both of us, while we tried to decide on a winner, I forgot that goal and just enjoyed her company, laughing and talking about pointless topics...
Midori was beautiful, intelligent, mature and elegant—her personality was fierce and dominant, but I loved it, especially seeing her smile.
At so point, she climbed onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and staring deeply into my eyes—I felt entranced, unable to break eye contact as her erald eyes shimred like gems...
Was it the fact I was already rather intoxicated that I didn't move her or stop her hand stroking between my legs like a lioness who was claiming her prize?
"Rai... let's continue this competition upstairs... fufufu," Midori whispered into my ear, causing to gulp—what was upstairs? Wasn't this already private enough?
Midori stood up, holding my hand tightly and guiding to the back of the VIP lounge.
There was an elevator—she pressed the button, causing the doors to open—we entered, and Midori pressed the highest level.
The mont the elevator closed, Midori pushed against the wall, kissing roughly as her tongue devoured mine—I could taste the alcohol on her tongue and breath as she moaned, grinding her hips against mine—Midori's kiss was wild, rough and filled with passion as I grabbed her waist, pulling her closer.
Ding!
The elevator stopped as Midori dragged out of it, roughly taking to a room at the end of the corridor—upon opening, I realised sothing, that I had been taken to the spider's lair.
We wrestled around the corridor and passage as her actions beca more lustful and rough—I matched her with the sa power.
It seed she loved this as her face bead as we entered a room, banging the thick doors before entering a dark apartnt.
"Ah... soone who can take my strength... and you won't break? Is this heaven~ Co here, fufu."
It was her bar...
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