She Will Be Loved.

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Jalena Sanchez

I couldn't tell you the last time I had a really good orgasm. I loved sex, but I was picky with it. If your dick didn't meet up to my expectations, we wasn't cutting it. What can I say, I'm good at this type of thing and if you wasn't up to my level, you aint getting lucky.
I've had my fair share in guys, but all of them was my type of guy, I know how to find the guy that I want, all it takes is a certain type of perfume, white teeth, and the look of seduction in your eye. When men look at women, they can tell what kind of woman they are just by the way we they carry themselves. So you always want to have the proper stance, the proper features, and the knowledge of playing the game correctly.
Before I drove to the club, I put on a sexy skin tight black dress that hugged my curves beautifully. It was straight cut and had no straps, but it covered my large breasts perfectly. Boosting my height, I had a pair of shiny black stilettos on my feet, buckled to the perfection.  Everything about me right now screamed that I was in heat, who was going to be the lucky man to wrap themselves up in my web.
I sat on a tall steel stool with leather seats. My back was arched, with one elbow on the counter top, and a pink drink in my other hand. I scanned the room, examining everyone around me. Mainly I was checking out the guys in the room, a lot of them looked good, but I not only was I admiring their looks, I was reading their personality. A lot of them here cocky, I could tell by the way they stood, or by the way they talked to other women. I liked a man with confidence, as long as they presented it correctly
As I'm sitting there, I darted my head to the right, where a sudden commotion caught my attention. A big group of people surrounded the entrance of the club like someone important just walked in. I brought my glass to my lips and kept my eyes on the scene, waiting to see who was coming in. Taking a sip, I brought my glass down and put my arm at my side, holding the bottom of the glass.
He glanced up, I tried to look at his eyes, but his head was moving so fast from all different directions, trying to keep up with all the hype. Getting frustrated, I took a larger sip of my drink, and licked my lips slowly, for a moment I looked away. I happened to glance up and for a second it was like our eyes met. Sitting up straight, I made eye contact with him, and my heart beat fast in my chest. His eyes were gentle, but sexy. Dimples, beautiful juicy lips, and strong jaw line. After my eyes moved from his lips, I got a good look at his whole face, he had freckles. I caught myself biting my lip, a smirk on my face. The closer he got, the cuter he got, I was almost sure that he was going to be the one I was going to take home.
Yea, on nights like these, when I go man hunting, I take them home. No man takes me home, cause I'm not the one who's going to be kicked out in the morning, they were. I finished my drink and spun around in the stool, facing the bar. I whistled to get the bar tenders attention. He turned his head slightly, noticed me and started to walk over. "What can I get for you beautiful?" He asked smoothly, his eyes glistening. He wasn't phasing me. "A extra strong candy cane." I smiled at him, licking my lips a little.
"Coming right up." The bartender took my cup and walked away. I turned my head, and saw him standing there with a few other guys. They must have been waiting for their drinks. I tried to play it off, like I wasn't watching this man like a hawk, but I kept my cool, if he was going to be the person I thought he was going to be, I had to be slick. The bartender handed me my drink and I thanked him, bringing the glass to my lips, as I took a sip, I glanced over, seeing his man looking at me, his smile perfect. His dimples were deep and he looked down, noticing that I saw him starring. Facing forward, I chuckled a bit to myself and licked my lips. I could feel it in my body that he was going to be the one to make my toes curl tonight.
After I finished my drink, I stood up and fixed my dress around my thighs. Scanning the room, this mystery man was gone, no where to be found. Oh well, if he's the one he'll show up. 'Ayo Technology' by 50 Cent was blaring from the DJ's speakers, the beat was seductive, but had a kink to it, and it was calling for my body. I flipped my hair to the side and danced my way into the crowd, rolling my hips to the beat. I felt someone grab me by the waist, not looking at them, I reached up and wrapped my arm around their neck, grinding my body on them. It was a man, I knew that much, I could tell by the tightness of his chest. Looking up, I starred at the guy, he wasn't ugly, but he wasn't the guy I was taking home tonight. I continued to dance with him though. My buzz was strong, and my body was moving like a snake. I stopped because I no longer felt his arms wrapped around me. I turned my body and looked around, the guy I was dancing with was no where to be found. Shrugging my shoulders I continued to dance amongst the people around me.
The song was nearly over and I felt sweat beads forming at my hair line, my heart beating fast in my chest. I was about to walk off the floor and go back to the bar to have another drink, but I felt a tug on my hand just as I was about to walk away. I jumped a little and instantly looked ahead of me, and there he stood. A sexy smirk on his face, he licked his bottom lip before speaking.
"Don't go yet." His voice sounded like a melody seeping to my ears. Even though the music was loud, I was in tuned to him, so I could hear him perfectly like we were the only people in the room.
I laughed some and walked toward him, stopping when we were face to face. I licked my lips slowly and didn't say anything, I started to sway my hips to the beat, pressing my body against his. His abs were tight against my chest, I could feel his muscles, and it turned me on even more. He was wearing a white t-shirt, with a jean cut sleeved jean jacket over top. His arms were covered in tattoos, all the way down to his hands. Everything about this man was sexy, and I wanted him.
"What's your name?" He said into my ear, he was so close I could feel his breath against my sensitive skin, breaking me out in goose bumps.
"Jalena." I looked up at him and continued to grind my body slowly against him.
"Cute name." He snickered, "I'm Chris."
"Nice to meet you." I smiled. After that no other words were exchanged, just body language. I turned around and grinding my ass against him, my hips swaying side to side. I glided both of my arms up his chest and looped them around his neck, my nails brushing the bottom of his hairline. I could feel him breathing against my neck, his hands gripping my waist tight. I had my eyes closed, my body tingled as the beat took over me. His hands slid down the front of my thighs and back around, his palms caressing the roundness of my ass. Biting down on my bottom lip hard, I brought my hands down and grabbed his, squeezing them tightly. I made him wrap his arms around me, his hands still gripped in mine as I swayed my body back and forth. My mind was in pure ecstasy right now, I felt like a Cobra who was hypnotized by a flute. I dipped my body down, my ass sliding down the bulge in his jeans, I could feel him. I released his hands and arched my back, rolling back up and pressed my ass against him harder. The song was over; I turned around and giggled, my bottom lip embedded in my teeth. He starred down at me, his dimples deep in his cheeks.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked, grazing his tongue across his bottom lip.
"I guess." I responded slyly. I turned around and started to walk away from him, I could feel his eyes burning my back. I glanced back at him, a smile on my face, bringing my hand up, I gestured for him to follow me, using my finger.
He was now trapped in my web, and there was no way getting out.