Rose
I don't care if people watch, if people snicker or whisper rude remarks. My body moist with sweat, I feel free and happy, not a worry in the world. My girls dancing beside me, my brother only a few feet away with his friends.
"Rose, I know you said you don't want to sleep with someone tonight, but please take him home." Darcy whispers, grabbing hold of my shoulders and knocking me out of my daze. Confused, surprised I look at her with a very enthusiastic Chloe next to her.
"Who the hell are you talking about?" I ask, she rolls her eyes and leans in closer so I can hear her clearly.
"That guy staring at you, he's standing next to Daniel." She whispers into my ear, I can just about hear her over the music. I look over at Daniel and that's when I spot Luca watching me, his beautiful eyes studying me with no shame whatsoever. His strong features tense, a devious smirk forms onto his gorgeous god like face. Taking my eyes off him quickly, I lean into both of my girls making a circle.
"Not a chance in fucking hell! Are you both mad?!" I yell at them, their faces confused at my sudden reaction. He's my brother's friend which is a strict no and has been for years, plus how could somebody like him even want a broken mess like me?
"Why the fuck not? I will judge you!" Chloe yells over, I'm slightly taken back. She's not the kind of girl to just sleep around like Darcy and I. She doesn't really judge us, but she has had a few words with us when Darcy brought two men back to the flat with her. Neither me nor Chloe got any sleep that night.
"Now I'm really confused, since when have you been okay with one-night stands?" I question her whilst trying not to laugh. I can tell that Darcy's amused as I give Chloe a questioning look, waiting for her to answer.
"Since that beautiful boy first looked at you, Rose he hasn't taken his eyes off you since." Confident with her answer. My heart skips a beat, she must be joking? Of course, she is. Like I said, why would he want a broken mess? I obviously hide it well.
"He's still looking!" I hear Darcy over the music, rolling my eyes I try to forget about it. I know they're only being supportive. The last thing I need is someone like him in my life, Theo broke me so hard I don't think I could ever fall in love again and I just know that Luca is dangerous. If I took him home tonight, I wouldn't ever be able to forget him; I wouldn't be able to cope. His eyes alone will haunt me. I just know it.
"Stop trying to make me feel better, he's way out of my league, plus he's cocky as hell!" I scoff to myself, I need a drink. Pushing my way through the crowds I march over to the bar. Leaning against the cold, wet surface I wait for my turn.
"Hello, sorry to bother you, but can I buy you a drink?" A voice confident and unfamiliar startles me slightly. I'm slightly taken back but impressed, I've never been approached so quickly at a bar and offered a drink.
"Of course you can, I won't turn that down." I smile at him, as long as I can see the drink being made and given straight to me. I move to the right so he can slide in next to me, getting a closer look at him. His facial structure strong but not too masculine, dark brown eyes and chocolate hair, his face almost too sweet.
"What can I get you?" The bartender leans in to us.
"Yeah, can I have a double vodka and coke and?" He looks towards me as I soon realize I never gave him an order.
"Oh, make that two." I answer him quickly; He turns back to the bartender and gives him the order. I turn back around and watch the dance floor, all the sweaty bodies. I can just about pick out my girls in the centre of the room.
"Who are you here with?" He asks me. I face back towards the bar, I don't want to look like I'm ignoring him.
"My girls, you?" I look up into his dark, kind eyes. His lips already smiling at me.
"My work colleagues, they're a bit boring really." He laughs to himself; I smile warmly at him as he looks down at me. I watch the bartender make our drinks; soon its being passed to me and the man pays like he promised.
"Let's get some air." I whisper to him, locking my hand in his, he obliges and we walk hand in hand outside into the smoking area. I drag him to the furthest corner of the garden. Opening up my clutch bag I get out a cigarette from my packet. Lighting it I look up at the stranger in front of me, his deep eyes watching me as he inhales his already lit fag.
"So, what's your name gorgeous?" His face full of adoration, in the light he's much more attractive then I first realized.
"Well aren't you confident, I'm Rose, you are?" I ask with a light chuckle.
"Beautiful name, I'm Jacob." He answers, his eyes never leaving mine. I can tell he's nervous, truth be told, so am I. I never know how to make conversation, I never really have and I still never know how I manage to bring them home.
"Are you new to the clubbing scene?" He asks me, his question catching me slightly off guard.
"No? How old do you think I am?" I laugh. Waiting for his reply, his face falls slightly.
"I just haven't seen you out before, I would recognise you anywhere. You're gorgeous." He compliments me again, trying not to roll my eyes I lift my fag to my lips.
"I've been out plenty of times; how old do you think I am then?" I question him, raising my eyebrow, intrigued to see what he says.
"Twenty-five?" He replies almost hesitantly, obviously hoping it wasn't an insult. It isn't, I've always been told I look older then what I am.
"Twenty-one, you're older than twenty-one, right?" I ask, hoping I'm correct and he's not younger than twenty-one. Its scary how many guys I have spoken to on a night out who use fake I.D's to get in, I've nearly taken them home with me.
"I'm twenty-six." He answers with a heart stopping smile. I nod at his answer, relieved and becoming more and more attracted to him as time goes on. We talk for a couple more minutes, I take his hand and drag him back inside to dance with me. All the alcohol I have consumed invades my bloodstream, I just want to dance. No more talking. It doesn't take me long to find everyone in the exact same place, Darcy's all over the long-haired guy from earlier. Surprisingly Chloe's dancing against my brother, about time.
"Come here." Jacob pulls me by the waist until I'm pressed up against his hard chest. I slowly grind up against him, the need hitting me hard. Squeezing my thighs together, trying to stop the ache from getting stronger. I know what I said earlier to the girls but fuck it, Jacob is sweet and sexy and I want to take him home with me.
I lean back and look up into his dark eyes, giving him a small smile, I grab the back of his head and pull him down until our lips collide. Smelling of cigarettes and vodka he deepens the kiss, our tongues matching each other's movements, soft but full of need. His hand slides down my back and cups my bum, my core painful for him. I pull away from the kiss standing on my tiptoes I lean into his neck.
"Let's get out of here." I whisper in to his ear, his eyes widen with lust before grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me again. Letting a moan escape my lips I pull away.
"I need to tell the girls, one second." I breathe into him, he nods his head. I look towards the girls but my eyes instantly land on Luca, he's dancing with the girl from earlier, but his eyes are on me? I feel sorry for the girl. I look at Chloe still dancing with my brother, I'm hesitant, his eyes are shut so I quickly walk over to her. I tug on her arm slightly to pull her away from him.
"I'm going home, don't let Daniel see please." I whisper in her ear, she looks at me with a tiny smile, giving me a wink, I leave her to dance with my brother again. I look towards Darcy and she's already eyeing up Jacob and me with an amused and proud face.
"Rose!" I hear someone call my name, a voice I've only heard a couple of times tonight, I turn around to find Luca walking towards me. His eyes strong and his jaw clenching.
"Where are you going?" He asks with concern, his voice tense and confident, I'm puzzled with his question.
"I'm going home." I just about manage, turning myself away from him. I feel his hand wrap around my forearm, spinning me back towards him, his face now red and my confusion doubles.
"Why are you going home with him?" His face jittery and still irritated, his eyes move towards Jacob. If this carries on, he won't want to go home with me, probably thinking Luca is a jealous ex-boyfriend or something stupid.
"Because I want to, because I can?" I growl at him. His protective questioning has me stunned and angry, who does he think he is.
"Why pick him? He doesn't know how to fuck a girl like you." His words surprise me, his face still straight and now I'm flabbergasted. What does he mean? Does he want to come back with me? No Rose, don't be so careless.
"Oh, you can?" I ask, raising my eyebrow and kissing my teeth at him.
"You wouldn't know how to handle me if you ever got so lucky." His lips leaning in closer, trying to stop myself from shivering as his hot breath fans my neck. Arrogant dickhead.
"Lucky for me I won't ever have to find out." I snap, pulling my arm out of his grip and walking away from him quickly, I grab hold of Jacobs's hand tugging him outside of the club before I change my mind and take Luca instead. Yeah right.
"Everything okay?" Jacob questions me as we get inside of a taxi.
"Yeah, just my brothers' friend being protective that's all." He nods at my response as I tell the taxi driver my address. Why was he acting like he was jealous? Like he wanted me to take him home? I don't even know him? Like that matters anyway. Daniel has always had a strict rule for his friends ever since school. 'Do not even think about trying it on with my baby sister' and nobody ever tried, because they know he would kill them. Through the years and after everything that's happened, that threat has doubled, if only he knew what I got up to on the weekends. Like tonight.
Unlocking the front door, I walk in with Jacob gripping onto my waist, slowly kissing down my neck. I try to concentrate on slipping my heels off, I throw my clutch bag on the kitchen counter. "Did you want a drink?" I ask him, my voice dry. I step away from him slightly, the more I look at him the more attractive he becomes, he's at least six foot and lean. His brown eyes bore into mine as he shakes his head in response.
Before I have the chance to blink, he's striding towards me and slamming me up against the kitchen wall. My breathing falters as his lips crash down onto mine, he cups my bum and lifts me up off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist.
"Bedroom?" He pulls away from the kiss, I point my fingers towards my bedroom door and he nods. His soft lips attack me again as he walks out of the kitchen and into the hallway, he finds my bedroom and within seconds I'm being thrown onto my bed. I sit up quickly, pulling my dress up over my head and throwing it to the floor. His eyes widen, hands gracing over my naked skin. Leaning his head down he kisses me again, full of hunger and desire.
"You're so fucking sexy." He whispers against my lips, heat spreads between my legs. I'm ready for him now. My fingers find the hem of his black T-shirt as I pull the material up over his head; he's fiddling with the button of his jeans. Finally getting them off his legs, before leaning down and kissing me hard. His arousal pressing against my thigh, my hands running over his prominent muscles. Hooking my fingers around his boxers, the pressure of his lips on mine harden as I tug the material down his legs.
Sliding off the bed I walk a couple of feet away from him, unclasping my bra and using my forearm to cover my pebbled nipples, teasing him. His eyes enlarge, with my free hand I pull down my black lace knickers and throwing them at him, leaving me naked and ready for him.
He inhales a deep breath, as I climb towards him, showing off my naked body. Kissing his lips quickly before falling to my side and lying down on my back. He impatiently climbs on top of me and begins to caress my bare chest. He lowers his head and wraps his lips around my firm nipple, I moan instantly at the contact.
"Condom." I whisper to him, he sits up immediately, panic evident on his face.
"I haven't got one, please tell me you fucking do, shit I just never do this I didn't think." I giggle at his rush of worry as I lean to my bedside table. I pull out a condom and open the packet, his face instantly relieved as I slowly slide the latex over his twitching cock.
I'm on the pill and I hate condoms but I can't stand the thought of catching a disease because of my 'sleep with anyone attractive on a night out mind set'. Once the condom is on correctly, he grabs hold of my calves and forcefully pulls me to the edge of the bed. I squeal in surprise, he smiles at me in an almost arrogant way. He is beautiful.
"You ready?" His voice soft but confident, his deep eyes watch me like art, I nod my head, trying to calm my breathing. His stand strong and confident as he places my legs wide and bends my knees towards my chest, leaving me in an awkward folded deck chair position. My heart pounding, I'm nervous and excited to feel how powerful he can be. Let's see if Luca was right about him, as bad as that sounds in my head.
"Good baby." Holding his hard cock, he places his big tip at my sensitive entrance, soaking wet and ready I can just about contain my excitement as my core aches for him inside me. With one thrust, his strong hips slam into me. I moan out in pure pleasure, I don't have a second to adjust before he slides out of me slowly and pounds into me again. He starts a hard-rhythmic pattern, pleasuring me completely.