At First Sight

1.

I watched him from across the club. He was with his boys; I assume. They were all attractive, but he was the one that caught my eye. I don't know if it was the way he licked his full lips every so often, or the smooth line of his jaw, or his locks. Or just his demeanor. Every movement he made oozed confidence. There was just something about him.

When he smacked the dancer's ass, my insides clenched. I wanted to be the one giving him that dance. Lucky bitch.

As if he sensed me staring at him, his eyes connected with mine at the bar. He stared at me curiously for a second and then smiled. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and winked at me. I sucked on my lower lip and let out a low moan. He's so fine.

"You've been staring at that man all night." Gia, my best friend, and the club owner observed.

"You ever see someone that does it for you? Sexually, I mean."

She looked over at me, smirking. "You mean lust at first sight? Yeah. Plenty of times." She took a towel out to wipe down the bar. "But you don't need that distraction right now. You have enough on your plate."

"True," I said. I didn't. I have a final paper due soon and graduation right around the corner, job hunting, and... responsibilities. But why can't my eyes leave his face? Why is my mind saying fuck those responsibilities right now?

I want to listen to that thing that's saying fuck it because I need a break from thinking. I just want to do and right now I want to do him. What's acting on impulse this one time going to change? The world can deal with me being irresponsible for once. Tonight I want to break my own rules and this man screams rule breaker.

"I'll be right back," I tell Gia.

"Hey! Your ass is on the clock. Don't make me fire you!"

I waved her off. Like she'll fire me. She didn't even hire me; I hired myself. Plus, she loves me too much to let me go, and she needs the help. I weaved my way through tables and dancers, deliberately swaying my hips as I approached his table. One of his friends looked up, smiling, but I only had eyes for him. His brown skin looked so smooth and his toned chest looked delicious through his fitted white tee. And those lips-I wanted those beautiful lips all over my body.

"Hello gorgeous," he smiled. I felt my clit throb, and I bit back a moan. That smile- oh my god. You ever seen a black man smile? It melts your insides, especially when they have perfect teeth. "You gonna stand here looking at me all night or did you come over for something?"

I giggled. I'm over here staring at him like a lunatic. Get it together, girl.

"I saw you eying me from across the room. You like what you see?" He asked.

I bit my lip, unable to speak. What the hell?

His eyes roamed my body, lip between his teeth again. He smiled his approval.

"Wanna go somewhere private?" I whispered in his ear.

Yes, I have completely lost my marbles.

I looked at his face, seeing his light eyes widen as if to ask me am I serious.

"Wouldn't mind if we do, beautiful."

I grabbed his hand, leading him into the back of the club up the stairs to Gia's place. She won't mind.

"Is this your place?" He asked, looking around.

I smiled at him. "No, a friend's. Sit down." I shoved him onto the sofa.

I straddled him, and his hands went immediately to my ass, squeezing it. Our eyes connect and I attacked his lips with the force of the need that's burning inside me. Who knew a simple look can turn someone on to the point of combustion? The kiss grew hotter, our tongues dancing for dominance. He gripped my ass tighter, pulling me closer to him. I can feel his manhood fighting against the thread of his jeans.