The place was so crowded. The lighting gave
the atmosphere a misty, electric-blue vibe. Rave music pounded loudly, its
echoes bouncing in fragments from the walls...reaching to the furthest
"Come on" he said, taking my hand in his. I followed like a lost little girl through the crowd, right behind him. His friends followed us, their eyes scanning the room for single ladies. We walked up the dim lit stairways to the fifth floor, slipping past the thick gobs of people. We sat on the couches that were wrapped around in circle shapes, against the wall.
"Here, take it" he commanded, holding the tiny blue pill to my lips.
"No...maybe its not a good idea" I took it from his hand and held it. My eyes peered closely at it, feeling a hint of panic overcome me.
"Take it! Hurry up!" he was becoming impatient with me. I continued to observe the texture of the pill, and its roundness..."Uhmm...what if I just bite a little part of it" I said quietly, attempting to bite the very corner. "No! No! Hurry up and just swallow! Swallow!" he snapped at me, taking the pill from my hand and putting it to my lips again.
"Open your mouth. Hurry, hurry!" I opened my mouth and ingested it. He handed me the bottle of water, and I drank. My heart was beating fast and my palms were sweating. What would happen? His friends ranted in Burmese to him about being so quick with me. They went on and on for a while, back and forth...his and their words flowing together like water. His friends went over to the
banister, looking out at the purplish-blue sea of dancing bodies. He sat facing me, his hand stroking my cheekbone "I'm sorry for rushing you...its just if you linger, we could get into trouble. You see?"
"Yes" I said quietly.
"You have to trust me, okay?" he whispered.
"But what if something happens to me...I have seen it on the news, and they said those pills..."-
"Shhh...'Kalama' You are going to be okay. I promise you will be fine. Just trust me. Okay?" he kissed my cheek.
"Okay" I said. His hand dropped down to my bare legs and rubbed softly. I could feel my pussy tensing up in excitement. My hand went to his and guided it beneath my skirt, discreetly. He firmly pulled his hand away...
"Not now...not yet"...he whispered...
Lights like sharp diamonds cut across to the giant ceiling, as images flashed over the giant screens above the crowd, everyone cheered for DJ Junior Velasquez. We both went over to where his friends sat. "I'll be right back" he said, leaving me alone with his friends...
Two of his friends got up and started dancing next to me. "Come and dance with me" his taller friend said. He was smiling cutely, his dark hair was in his face as he moved near my body. I moved my hips to the music, swaying and catching each lilt of the base. I looked around to see if he had returned...he was still gone...left me alone with his friends...
My senses were becoming lost, but not lost enough. Where was he? Where did he go? My eyes searched and only saw his friends and other people moving to the music in a complete trance.
"I need to go to the bathroom" I said, my heart sinking deeply...and I couldn't understand why. We were broken up, right? We had broken up more than days ago, before this trip to New York. So why did I let this phase me? I stood in the stall, my head was beginning to spin wildly. I had to remind myself that I wasn't dreaming, it was just the effects of the pill. "Your still awake...Your still awake"...I told myself. I took a deep breath and went out to the sink to gaze in the mirror. My hair was still pinned up neatly, a few strands were hanging loosely in my eyes...I didn't really have to use the restroom...I still soaped my hands and rinsed them, senselessly drying them...I went out into the hallway..."Ready?" his friend asked.
We went back upstairs and back to the spot where the others were still dancing...
And there he was...
"Where were you?" he asked me.
"Where were YOU?" I asked him...His face looked stern, and his eyes were fiery almond jades..."Never mind" he sighed.
"Hmmm" I turned and started dancing with myself.
"Hey" he said "Come here."
"Go back to where you were before. Go. I am fine. Just go!" I hummed childishly, and continued to sway my hips in provocative movements. I was pretending to be numb...as if I were like the saying "Corazon que no ven, corazon que no siente"...He looked at me with a touch of rage, and walked away..."Okay fine then" he disappeared. My heart sank again. Why did I say that to him? Ay bendito! I felt tears beginning to form in my eyes, and I stopped dancing. I was feeling so overly emotional...I went over to the banister, alone...and watched out over the vast shadows and zombie figures.
A tall, thick figure stood next to me. "Hello" spoke a deep, thick Eastern European voice.
"I am here with friends. I just came here form Russia. You are a very pretty lady...come and sit with me" he gestured. I searched desperately with my blurry eyes...Where was he? I shouldn't have sent him away...My head was swimming again...I sat down on the couch. I couldn't tell if this Russian guy was very cute or not...I struggled not to make eye contact. My heart was fluttering with too much confusion...so many things running through my mind at once.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked. My eyes noticed he had a smooth, beautiful face...long lashes...a sexy pretty boy.
"Uhm...no. I mean, yes. I don't know...its complicated" I said. I felt him take my hand to his lips and kiss it. I pulled away. "Mmmm your so shy...I like that. I like shy woman" he said, taking his fngers and brushing some strands of loose hair from my eyes. His fingers played in my hair, and I shivered nervously...it felt too personal...too invading...I looked up...to see him...
He stood over by the banister watching me, and then moved away.
"I will be right back" I lied to the man. I went over to the banister.
"Hi" I said innocently.
"I saw that white prick touching your hair like that" he sounded as if he were choking. He handed me the small bottle of water. I took it from his hand and began to sip it down fast.
"Water is important, so that you won't get too heated. 'E' is like that" he said in my ear.
"So what about this guy? Did you tell him I'm your boyfriend?" he asked. I was surprised, and a strangely delightful feeling fell over me..."Huh?"
"Tell him. Go tell him now" he said. His jealousy was tickling me, and I tried to conceal it.
"He says he's from Russia and no I didn't tell him...because we are broken up...remember?" I said. He lowered his head a little, as if he had to give some serious thought to it...
"Who cares where the assholes from. Tell him or I will tell him for you" he said.
"No" I said, turning to walk away.
"Come here" his voice demanded, as he firmly took my hand "Enough of this bullshit game!"...
His full lips went against mine, soft and deliberate...Our tongues played and rolled with one another. His mouth and mine were kissing intimately and openly. Everyone watched on in awe...
This Asian guy and Hispanic chic? What?...
We didn't see anyone or anything...we didn't hear any sounds, except for the echoes of music fading in and out around us...everything was so far away, as our lips continued to kiss and explore deeply...his tongue with my tongue...My lips were on his chin...his cheek...his everywhere...His hands were holding me so tightly, as if I would disappear in a puff of smoke at any moment...
"Sit down here" he said, pulling at my waist with his anxious hands. I straddled over his lap, facing him. My skirt was slightly raised as his fingers moved up and down my smooth legs. His fingers went underneath my panties, playing and rubbing. I sighed, losing myself in the feeling of his fingers...Deeper...oh so deep enough to make me pant...My hands grabbed the back of his thick silky hair, as my lips felt his scalp...his face was against my chest...My nipples were extremely erect, as I hiked my top up. The feeling was like none I had ever experienced before...ahhh...my pussy was becoming wetter and wetter...
He kissed and tasted...while I writhed my body up and down, and his fingers were feeling my wetness...
He took his finger to his lips, and licked it...
"I want your pussy" his voice echoed...
We left the club somehow. It felt as if we might have floated from the club and into his car. I lay back against the leather of the seat with my legs spread, and him kneeling in between them. The feel of his tongue's vibrations against my clit was so refreshing! I closed my eyes, falling deep into his chasms of sucking and licking...feeling hot, endless waves rushing over me, each time his tongue went inside with such ease...encircling and teasing...he licked and licked...
He undid his pants, taking them off...I sat up, and held onto the tilted seat tightly. His hard dick pushed into my wet pussy from behind. His fingers dug into the flesh of my round hips, with each intense thrust. I sobbed into the leather in complete ecstasy as he penetrated harder...then he slowed his movement...slowly, moving it in and out. He left it inside me, while running his hands over my back and neck. He bent forward, close against me...kissing my shoulders...His dick was beginning to swell inside me, and the pressure was high. "Ohhhh!!! Papi!!!" I cried out as his hands went around to my breasts, arousing my nipples further. I could barely stand it, the feeling was taking everything out of me! We were both drifting into some sort of unexplained feeling together...I couldn't tell if it was the pill...or just euphoric bliss, everytime he was inside me. My pussy quivered around his muscles as we came...mmm...again and again...and again... He slipped out of me and continued to kiss my back...tracing his fingers along the nape of my neck.
"We shouldn't have done this. We crossed the line" I moved away from him, now sitting down in the drivers seat. I pulled my top down over my breasts, and straightened my skirt with effort. My words were like fragmented pieces of glass, and I wasn't sure if I was even making much sense.
"Crossed the line? What do you mean?" he asked coolly...I could tell he was feeling the same way...I could actually feel his words...
"We are only friends now...remember? Friends don't do this sort of thing..." my fingers felt the wetness of him still running down my thighs.
"No...its more than friends. Its more than that"- he said
"I can see other people" I said bluntly.
"No you cannot. You're mine" he said.
I unlocked the door, not even bothering to put my panties back on. Before I could open the door...he switched the automatic lock on, and pulled me very close to him...
"Its not over between us" he whispered into my ear...
his voice echoed...
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