Me not working hard?
Yea right picture that with a kodak
And better yet, go to times square
Take a picture of me with a Kodak
Took my life from negative to positive
And I just want y'all know that
And tonight, let's enjoy life Pitbull, Nayer, Ne-Yo that's right
Tonight I will love love you tonight
Give me everything tonight
For all we know we might not get tomorrow
Let's do it tonight
Green, blue, yellow lights were circling the crowd in the middle of the dance floor. Everyone was jumping up and down, dancing, grinding against each other's sweaty body. I could make out some people who were kissing in the middle of the wild dancers. Some had a beer in their hand while others having a martini or vodka.
From a distance, I could sense someone watching me, felt the intense stare that burned a whole through my face. As my eyes wondered around, looking for my target, I finally landed on a guy. It was the guy who was staring at me. Our eyes met. A smirk made its way on my lips.
"Did you find him," a low voice rang through my ears, almost scaring me because I had forgot that the mic was in my ear.
I turn around in my stool and face the bar in front of me. I speak back to the voice, "Yes Shane, I found him."
"Alright, you know what to do."
I take my beer that was placed in front me and sip it. I gave the bartender my money and he gave me back my change. I stuff it into my jean pocket.
Grab somebody sexy, Tell´em Hey
Give me everything tonight
"Hey," someone behind me spoke.
I smirk and turn around to face my prey. "Hello."
He stood in front of me, his hair was dark brown, eyes black, wrinkles around his eyes and a crooked nose. He looked around thirty maybe.
"Aren't you a little too young to be here?" he asks me, leaning into my ear so I could hear since the music was too loud.
I cock my head to the side, making my long side bangs fall over my right eye. "Well thank you for calling me young."
He gave a slow chuckle and winked at me. "You're welcome beautiful."
"What's your name?" I ask him.
I smile. Was this guy stupid enough to think I was going to tell me him my real name? "Jessica."
"Well Jess," he says, casually as if he's known me for years. "Would you like to dance?"
I tilt my head down and run my hand through my hair as I get off my stool. "Yes."
He grabs my hand and pulls me to the dance floor, trying to squeeze into the crowd of animals. We finally stopped and he pushed me towards him, both of us dancing with our hands around each other. I smiled, smirked and played along seductively. I ran my hand down his chest, turning around to feel my back hit him and slowly sway my hips. I slide down as he places his hands on my hips, then I bring myself up, slowly, making him feel my ass. I could feel him shiver from the touch and then as the song goes even more intense, the crowd goes with it. We all jump up and down, dancing, grinding into each other. It's interesting to see this adult club with people grinding. I only saw this on TV. John and I were glued to each other, me rubbing myself over him as he held me and danced. As the sweat hit us both, he yells into my ear.
"Want to get out of here?"
I could hear the smirk in his voice and I turn around nodding.
He leads me away from the crowd and I follow behind me, silently. I spot one of the security guards by the entrance of the door. He looks at me and I look back at him, knowing who he was and why he was here. I give him a quick nod for only him to see and he gives me one back, eyes telling me that I had a job to do and I will do it right.
Of course I knew what to do, it's my job. A job that I'm damn good at.
We reached upstairs of the club, where there were rooms for people to go in secretly. My high boot heels made a clicking sound as I walked up the stairs. When we finally reached upstairs, where I could hear girls moans, guys groaning, people making out and many other things that was indescribable.
|Melanie Iglesias||as Blake Dent|