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Okay, I promised Elliott I would go with him to a club, my club in particular and here I am leaning against the bar in the V.I.P. section, but I never promised him that I would enjoy myself. So instead of going to the dance floor and enjoy some of the "flavours" dancing there tonight, I refuse to leave my spot and think of Anastasia and what I can do to meet her again instead.
The only problem with this plan is that my brother keeps pestering me about being a shitty wingman and the girl behind the bar is trying to get me drunk and into my pants. Fat change.
This is the first time that I have actually been in my club, not counting the times I had to supervise the building, so it isn't strange that my own personal bartender doesn't recognize me as her boss, but I think I will have to inform her really fast because she is irritating the hell out of me. O God, here she comes again.
"Hi, stud. You want another one of those or do you have an appetite for something different?", she breathes in my face while pushing up her practically non-existent cleavage with her arms.
I turn around, ignoring her and just as I do this in walks the woman who has occupied my every thought and dream for the last two weeks.
Funny thing is, she walked in with that Kavanagh-woman that interviewed me recently. She wrote a tolerable article about me, but that is the only nice thing about her I come up with. Annoying and dominating are the only terms that keep popping up. It will make my search a hell of a lot easier now I know where to look for Anastasia.
As soon as she is left in the care of one of the VIP-hostesses, I see her look around and then walk over to the railing that overlooks the dance floor. I don't think she noticed me, but I'll make sure that will change soon.
I look at her and will her to turn around and It's like she can hear my inner plea or feel me or something, because as soon as I mentally ask her to turn around, her whole body language seems to change and she does.
I keep holding her eyes as she stands there and then starts walking over to me. As she stands before me, we don't say anything we just drink each others eyes in. It's as if she has the need to look at me just as I have the need to look at her. But there is more.
I need to touch her, smell her, have her. It's like I can feel my whole body come alive just by looking at her. Just looking isn't enough anymore, so I take her hand and lead her downstairs.
I can't just jump her, so I move to do the next best thing, I take her to the dance floor. Thanks God she doesn't fight me, but just follows me untill we are standing in the middle of the dance floor.
I let go of her hand and turn to face her. I need to be closer to her, so I start moving along the beat of the music. She doesn't move a muscle as I circle her waist with my arms.
It's like she's hypnotized. I turn her around and pull her back against me as I continue to move with the music. I rest my hands on her hips and that is when she begins to move with me.
I move my mouth to her ear. Breath in deeply and say hi. I can feel her shiver against me.
She leans against me and as she tilts her head she replies with a hi of her own.
As we dance she moves her arms up, around my neck and grinds her firm ass against me. It's almost to much to handle, especially when the music changes and our movements get slower and more sensual. As I whisper "you bewitch me" in her ear she grinds her ass even more into me. My breathing gets more laboured by her movements, I want more of her. I need more of her.
"Mmmmm, you feel so good."I breath n her ear and then I move her to face me. As soon as I look into her eyes, she stops moving and I can't wait any longer. I need to kiss her. I move my head towards her and as I touch her lips my heart skips a beat. I want to taste her so I pull her in and start to nibble on her lower lip.
She tastes so good I nearly combust. I need to cool down. So I let go of her lips and pull her with me as I walk towards VIP-lounge.
After I ask her what she wants to drink I turn to the bar to give us both some time to cool down a bit.
As soon as I walk away I see the formidable Kavanagh stalk to her and I can´t help but chuckle under my breath as I overhear part of their conversation when I return with our drinks.
"You didn't know I knew him? You didn't know? Ana that is Christian Grey!"I hear her almost yell. "Wait, what?" I hear Anastasia reply and that is when Miss Kavanagh looks up and sees me standing behind my girl. "Miss Kavanagh, nice to meet you agian", I say to her while giving Anastasia her beer and putting my arm around her possessively. Yes Kavanagh, smell the coffee, she is with me now.
"You can call me Kate", she replies. "Now please excuse me, I think three is a crowd". And with that she stomps of to the stairs leading to the dance floor.
As Anastasia looks over the dancing crowd and drinks her beer, I can't help myself staring at her mouth. I'm getting really turned one when I see her licking those kissable lips every time she has taken a sip of beer. When she turns around after licking her lips a final time after emptying her bottle I can't help myself anymore and whisper in her ear: "I've been thinking about you. I can't get you out of my head."
And then I kiss her.