Everything was running smoothly. Operations were good here. His people were handling business flawlessly.
Mamoru leaned back against the dark grey velvet material that encased the cushion of the booth he sat in. The lights were dimmed and hung over the table so his face was almost hidden to any who may look his way. He was surrounded in the circular booth, placed in the middle so he could see the bar's dining area fully. Those surrounding him were the men he called brothers, who he grew up with and went into various businesses with.
As he sat comfortably, listening to their idle chat, his attention was diverted by a stunning pearl-blonde woman who walked in the bar area. She was mesmerizingly beautiful with a sinful body that was hugged in a second skin of lilac silk. Grabbing a chair and sliding it up to the bar to create her own little area at the bar for herself, had him amused. It seemed as though she had done this before.
With a backhand to his friend Motoki's shoulder, he asked, "Who is she?"
He didn't even need to ask who Mamoru was referring to. Even though the bar was almost full, Motoki immediately knew who Mamoru was speaking of just by following his eyesight and seeing the lovely vision at the bar.
"Careful with that one, 'Roo. That's Shingo's little sister."
Motoki was the only one allowed to call him 'Roo.' They grew up together from infancy and Motoki picked it up as his nickname when they were toddlers from what Mamoru's little sister used to coo at him when she was a baby. Motoki was like the brother he never had.
Now Shingo, that just happened to be his current biggest business rival. When he purchased a hotel, Shingo purchased one. When he opened up a restaurant, Shingo did too. When he created a club, Shingo did as well. It's like he was trying to compete with Mamoru. And for the most part, they were evenly scaled. Mamoru just happened to have a level up on the club scene because he was able to snag the hottest dancers and the most sought-after disc jockeys.
Mamoru didn't give a shit. When he saw something or someone that he wanted, he did everything in his power to obtain it/them.
"Play bartender, 'Toki."
Smirking, Motoki got up from his seat and made his way to the bar. Little did Mamoru know, Motoki had played that role several times for beautiful ladies. He would flirt with Shingo's sister, Usagi, but he was very much taken by his long-term girlfriend-turned-wife. If Mamoru wanted to go after her, that was something else entirely. And he would help Mamoru succeed!
"Good evening, Usagi!" Motoki greeted before the real bartender could reach her. The bartender knew who he was and wouldn't interfere. Especially when he saw boss man Mamoru also approaching.
Usagi's bright and lashful sky blue eyes looked up when she heard the greeting. Her lush lips parted and her pearly whites displayed beautifully. Fuck, was she gorgeous, Mamoru thought as he made his way up to the front of the bar.
"Motoki! So good to see you again!" The sandy blonde-haired man with green eyes was adorably handsome.
Mamoru listened in as he pulled a seat to the bar, just after the L-shaped junction curling from Usagi's single seat on the short side. He focused on the television above the liquor-lined glass wall while Motoki had his conversation with Usagi. He just wanted to hear her alluring voice and find out anything and everything about her.
As Motoki was speaking with Usagi, he made both her and Mamoru a drink, breaking his eye-contact with her for a moment to "service him." Mamoru immediately grabbed the drink and took a sip, signaling to Motoki to continue on with Usagi.
Usagi looked at the interaction between the two men and raised a single sculpted eyebrow. The tall, dark, and heart-stopping handsome man must come here a lot or know Motoki well for Motoki to already know what the man wanted to drink.
"So, what are your plans this evening, Usagi?"
Bringing her attention back to Motoki who wore a ridiculously big smirk, she decided to play a game.
"Oh, the usual." She reached for her glass and took a sip of her wine. "On the hunt for delicious prey." Usagi said as she licked her blush wine-colored lips while placing her glass back on the counter.
She watched as a grin spread on the handsome obsidian-haired man's curled lips around his cocktail glass. Unbeknownst to her, he was watching her in the mirrored wall.
"And to be fucked into blissful euphoria where I have no recollection of the world around me except for the man between my spread and all-too-willing legs."
Motoki's eyes widened but her eyes were on the death grip of the sun-kissed man's on his drink. She watched how his Adam's Apple bobbed and how strained his jaw was from grinding his teeth.
"Just another night then," Motoki teased.
Joyfully laughing, Usagi nodded. "I'm actually meeting Mina here for dinner."
Mamoru decided he loved her melodious laugh.
"Weekly dinner is on Friday?"
Usagi nodded with a smile.
Thinking about it and turning to Mamoru for confirmation, who simply nodded, Motoki gave a suggestion. "Perhaps you should join us at our soft opening of Club Moonlight Obsidian tomorrow night?"
"Hmm. Like a date? With you?"
She loved provoking the sexually attractive man sitting at the bar and making Motoki blush.
"More like my friends mingling with your friends…" Motoki did not want to taunt Mamoru further with countering her quick remarks in a flirtatious manner like she was doing.
Even her pout was tempting to Mamoru.
"Playing hard to get, I see." She trailed her manicured finger around her glass's rim before sucking her finger of the wine collected from the action. Making a popping noise when she released her finger caused a low growl to emit from the gorgeous sapphire-eyed man who still refused to look her way.
"Wait, I thought you needed to be on the guest list or have a special ticket or something?"
The smirk Motoki sported was extremely cocky. "Don't worry about that. I'll make sure you're on the list."
"Oh? You have that kind of sway?" Usagi leaned forward, her ample cleavage revealed from her low cut dress. "Save me a dance then?"
A glass slammed on the bar, cutting through Motoki's transfixed stare. Quickly grabbing the liquor bottle, Motoki quickly filled Mamoru's glass while grinning widely.
Usagi stole a glance to the now brooding, but still sexy-as-hell guy eavesdropping on their conversation. Good. She wanted him to. He looked pissed, but kept his eyes on the television.
"I'll try, but I'm not sure my wife will be too happy about me dancing with a lovely lady at our club."
"You're married?!" Usagi fake pouted. "Damn, there goes that chase."
"As flattered as I am, truly, I'm taken and happily married."
"Lucky lady." Winking, she asked, "Have anyone in mind for me?"
Motoki grinned. "I might."
It was soon after, that a man came up to the drop-dead gorgeous man at the bar. He nodded in response to something the man said to him and stood up. Finishing his drink, he placed it on the bar with a few high-dollar bills and commented to Motoki and the bartender, "For the lady's tab too."
Mina walked up to Usagi about the same time, greeting her in a sing-song voice and with a hug.
The handsome stranger pulled his chair to rest next to Usagi's. "Here, have my seat. I kept it warm for you." Never looking at Usagi, but giving his attention to her best friend, kind of made her jealous. Was he turning the tables on her? Playing her own game against her? Was he really not interested in her, but her friend Mina?
His voice had a panty-dropper effect that was making Usagi dangerously wet. She squeezed her thighs together in hopes of helping with her predicament.
With wide eyes, Mina nodded and thanked the man. She then introduced herself, while holding her hand out. "Mina."
The tall and perfectly physique god-like man gently wrapped his big tanned hand around Mina's and brought it to his lips.
"I've heard of your beauty from Kunzite. It's nice to finally meet the woman who's captured his guarded heart."
Mina actually blushed from the compliment. "Thank you." He released her hand. "You're close with Kunzite, I take it?"
Nodding, he confirmed her question. Pulling out a flyer, he handed it to her.
"We'll be at this club tomorrow night." He indicated to the flyer. "You should come. Bring your cute friend."
'CUTE?!' That's all he thought she was?! Usagi fumed.
"Thanks! It sounds like a good time. I will."
Usagi scowled and crossed her arms over her chest in a huff. The hot man smirked, still ignoring her completely. Turning, he headed out of the bar with a few men following him.
Who was he anyway?
Motoki was laughing now.
"What's so funny?!" Demanded Usagi.
"Oh, nothing."
"What are you doing behind the bar, Motoki?" Mina questioned as she sat in the warm seat. Usagi looked at her strangely and then back to Motoki, waiting for him to answer.
"Just helping out!" He squeaked. "Gotta go!" Waving, he added, "See y'all at the club!"
"Mina, what are you talking about?"
Smiling, Mina waved the real bartender over. "Rosé, please." The bartender got to work on preparing a glass for her.
"Dating Kunzite, I've learned of his close friends." The bartender slid her glass to her before walking off. "And Motoki is one of the owners of this restaurant."
Usagi mulled that over for a minute. That explained a few things. Then her mind went to Mr. Perfect who only thought of her as CUTE?! What the hell?
"Not only is Motoki taken, but his other handsome friend clearly isn't interested in me." Usagi took a long sip of her wine, drowning in her sorrows. "Does Kunzite have any other friends I could meet?"
Mina looked at her beautiful friend and thought how crazy she was.
"Why do you think he isn't interested in you?!"
Sighing, Usagi explained, "The entire time he was here, he never once looked at me or acknowledged me." She finished her glass and signaled for the bartender to pour her another. "And he only thought I was CUTE!" Usagi fell to the counter in an exasperated whine.
"First of all, he was only teasing you about being 'cute.' You're a fucking hottie. A blind man could see that."
As the bartender poured Usagi another glass, he concurred, winking. "I agree, honey. I'd go straight for you!"
Usagi sent him a lovely heart-hand gesture, mouthing 'thank you-love you,' to him.
"Secondly, you couldn't see how he was stealing glances at you in the mirror." Mina pointed to the mirrors and Usagi could see how much he could see of her. "Or even under his lashes when he was near us and speaking."
"And most of all, Chiba Mamoru does not sit at the bar. Ever." Mina pointed to the booth that Mamoru sat in earlier. "He only sits in that booth and nowhere else."
"So if he was sitting here, close to you, with his co-owner serving you, he was trying to find out as much as possible about you."
"Oh." Was all Usagi could reply with. "Oh, shit!"
"What?!"
Cringing, Usagi answered, "I might have mentioned how I want to be fucked into the middle of next week!"
Mina laughed. "I mean, you weren't lying?"
"No…"
"Maybe that's why he invited you to the club. To get your freak on."
"Ugh, I don't need a club to fuck that man. I would allow him to bend me over this bar and have his way with me."
"Damn, girl. You need to get laid."
Usagi whined, "I knowwwww. Ugh."
—x—
If Usagi was going to get Chiba Mamoru to fuck her, she'd have to be desirable, enticing, captivating. And so she dressed to the nines. Elegant, fashionable, and completely irresistible.
Usagi felt sexy, sensual, and seductive. She wore a racy number that gave a flirtatious come-hither effect. Wearing an expensive Kiki de Montparnasse black lace mini slip that hugged her curvaceous hour-glass figure, she was sure to catch the eye of many eligible bachelors. Or just one man in particular, she hoped.
Relationship after relationship, all failing for one reason or another. She wanted to forgo the commitment status and have a fling or one-night-stand, or even a friend with benefits. Usagi was an amorous lover and was becoming sexually frustrated from the lack of sex she wasn't having. So here she was, sin in heels, waiting for the right man to sweep her off her feet and bend her over in the sheets.
Making their way to the designated VIP section for them, Usagi couldn't help but feel eyes on her. Many eyes were on her, but one set was causing a shiver to course through her body.
At their table, Mako started to make the drinks, handing them to the girls one by one. Usagi usually chose something fruity, not wanting to taste the alcohol. She would nurse the drinks throughout the night so she wouldn't get too drunk. No one liked a messy dancer.
Sipping her drink, Usagi made her way to the elevated platform that allowed patrons to watch her dance, but couldn't get anywhere near. The club had low-lighting with strobe lights for various songs. Usagi didn't mind that the patrons below her would be able to see the G-string she wore under her short slip of a dress. She needed to feel risqué and provoking.
Each night the club featured different genres of music every hour. The current hour was hip-hop themed. It happened to be late 2000s hits.
"Party People" by Nelly and Fergie started to play, her girls joined her in dancing with Rei singing Fergie's lyrics in the song and Mako singing Nelly's. The girls made a show of being on Mako when the part of, "girls all over me" boomed through the speakers.
They were like caged dancers up in VIP - enticing and alluring, yet untouchable and unattainable. What male or female didn't want what they couldn't have? It was smart business.
Souljaboi's "Kiss Me Thru The Phone" came on next and her and Mina acted out the song with each other, kissing their phones and replacing their phone numbers in the song.
It was after that song when Mina spotted Kunzite, her boyfriend, in another VIP area across from theirs. She turned to the girls asking if it was okay for her to go to him and of course they agreed. It had been a few days since she had seen him due to his other businesses in other cities.
Mina had to walk down the steps to the main dance floor, cross over, and then climb those steps to get to his VIP area.
As Usagi watched Mina make it to Kunzite, she noticed a figure sitting in that area staring directly at her. His eyes gave her the same feeling she felt earlier when she felt someone watching her. She was transfixed. He sat sipping his dark liquor on the rocks, never taking his eyes off of her. And she thought she knew who those beautiful dark sapphire eyes belonged to.
When "Sensual Seduction" by Snoop Dogg came on, she watched how Chiba Mamoru stood up and started speaking to his boys. They looked over at her and her friends nearby and started walking over to them. One by one, each of his friends asked one of hers to dance, leaving just her and Mamoru alone in her VIP area.
Mamoru played Snoop's character in the song, whispering in her ear, "Lil' mama, what you drink? I know that you're a freak, but you know I ain't gon say shh."
Usagi smiled, pressing her backside up into him as she swirled her ass over his strained cock before dipping low and then moving back up slowly. This was perfect— she would tease him a little before getting her fill of him.
Leaning back into him, she pulled his ear to her lips to ask, "Do you think me only cute?"
She watched a wide grin spread across his lips. Clearly his words from yesterday having affected her so.
"Moonbeam, I find you to be the most hypnotizing creature of this galaxy. Ever since I laid my eyes on you, my mind has thought of nothing except you." Her head fell back to rest on his shoulder. He watched as her lips parted and her eyes closed. "What it would be like to taste you…" He then licked her neck. "…to feel you…" Mamoru pulled her body flush with his, running his large hands over her hips, across her waist. "…to have you moaning my name…"
She couldn't help but do just that. "Ma-mamoruuu," was released in a pant.
Ray J's "Sexy Can I" came on and when the lyrics, "…hit it from the front," Mamoru spun her so he could act like he thrust into her before spinning her around and doing the same in the back when "…then I hit it from the back…" played.
Then it was her turn to portray the music. Usagi used Mamoru as a pole when it sang, "…then you climb back up the pole, then you drop and do the splits," falling to the floor in a split and popping up her ass for him.
"Low" by Flo Rida rolled in from that song and Usagi did that pop and lock, dipping it low, picking it up slow, winding it all around. She could hear the growls, grunts, and groans Mamoru released at her actions. Usagi had him right where she wanted him.
"Lollipop" by Lil Wayne started to play. Usagi took this opportunity to push Mamoru against the wall. Raking her nails down his torso, she stopped when she reached his jeans. Hooking her fingers in them, she bit her bottom lip before looking at him to see if he would protest. Seeing nothing but consent in his hooded eyes, she unhooked his button and dropped his zipper. Reaching in, she pulled his boxer-briefs down so that she could reach around his thick cock to free it from its confines.
Despite the club's volume, Usagi could definitely make out the hissing noise Mamoru created from her touch. She stroked him a few times, feeling his body tense and quiver at her smooth and soft caresses.
Before he could enjoy the way her hand felt on his rigid and velvety shaft, Mamoru soon felt her hot and wet mouth envelop his cock. He threw his head back and grunted out a long and strangled moan.
Watching her head bob and her plump lips around his cock almost caused him to cum on the spot. Having her eyes watch the ecstasy that covered his face, had him reaching down, fisting her hair and gliding her to and from his cock effortlessly. She was amazing in her ability to take all of his length and girth into her mouth and down her throat without gagging. Her mouth and lips suckled him until he could no longer hold back his release. Pulling out, he ejaculated in and around her open mouth, causing some to drip down her chin and onto her chest.
When he finished, he pulled her up to him and spun them, pushing her up against the curtain wall. Mamoru raised her arms and hoisted her up by cupping her ass. He dipped his head to the crook of her neck and demanded that she hold on tight to the draped fabric. When her hands curled around the velvet material into a grasp, he hiked her dress up to her hips, spread her legs around his hips, and pulled the little strap that covered her honey pot so he could feel her slickness.
"You're fucking soaked for me, moonbeam." He admitted as he ran the tip of his cock against her folds. She mewled in pleasure, quaking from the sweet torture. Her limbs bowed together at the elbows as she tried to stifle a scream.
Unable to resist her arousing scent, he dropped to his knees and wrapped her legs around his broad shoulders. Using his tongue, he immediately licked between her folds before he began sucking and grazing her swollen jewel with his teeth. Her taste was the sweetest nectar he had ever experienced. Before he lost himself again, her needy noises twitching his cock, he had to feel her tight pussy encasing his throbbing cock.
Not allowing her a release, Mamoru stood back up and rubbed his tip along her folds.
Usagi whined and howled like a bitch in heat. "Please, Mamo… please, fuck me… please…"
She was so fucking desperate for his cock. It's all her sex crazed mind could think of. "I need to feel you inside of me." Usagi tried to wiggle her body to push his cock further inside. "Mamo, please!"
Her begging was driving him mad. How could he deny her something he too wanted? Needed? Craved?
"Love in this Club" by Usher was blasting and as soon as the line, "You ever made love to a thug in the club with his ice on," was heard, Mamoru plunged deep into her, forcing both of them to keel over into one another. Usagi was no longer able to hold onto the fabric, she fell into Mamoru's arms and hooked her arms around his neck, holding him to her tighter.
Pulling her away from the wall, he spun her and sat her on the sofa back's cushions. She fell into the couch, so he pulled out of her, turned her, and bent her over. He rammed back into her, loving how her ass jiggled from his powerful thrusts. He smacked her ass several times before he looped his arm into her long and curly tresses, gripping it to pull her closer to him. Mamoru roamed her figure with one hand and he continued to grip her hair with his other.
Usagi was in heaven. This was her favorite position and he was perfectly fitted for her curves, making this the hottest sex she had ever had. Not to mention all the eyes that could be on them as he fucked her hard and thoroughly. Pushing off the back of the couch, she met him thrust for thrust.
She came so hard and fast, she couldn't even stay upright despite his grip on her. Falling forward over the couch, she could feel as he pulled out and coated her ass with his seed.
Before she could recover and right herself, she felt his tongue and lips at her cunt, lapping up her juices. Damn, he was such an amazing fuck and glorious with his mouth. Still reeling from her orgasm, she couldn't even stop him from spreading her legs and allowing her heels to hang off the back of the couch.
How flexible Usagi was. He was hardening again the more he thought about her. Assuming she couldn't go another round so soon, he released her cunt. Picking her up and leaning her spent body back into his, he walked her around to the front of the couch where he sat down and pulled her on top of him. She was like putty in his arms, but he held her against him as he waited for her to come down from their high.
T.I.'s "Whatever You Like" started to play and Usagi could hear Mamoru singing it in her ear. He began to roam his hands over her body, lingering at her breasts before slowly making his way to her upper thighs. Spreading her legs again, allowing the strobe lights to light her pussy up whenever it flashed over them, he swirled his fingers over her bundle of nerves, dipping into her and spreading her milky sweetness over her folds.
Usagi reached behind her and fisted his hair, tightening her hold whenever he would bring her to the brink before withdrawing and denying that glorifying release. What a fucking tease!
She sat up and leaned forward. Reaching between them, she made sure his cock was still out of his jeans so she could rub her pussy along his shaft. In her wild movements, she slipped his cock into her slick channel and purred contently.
Using his chest for leverage, Usagi lifted up slowly before dropping back low and swirling her hips. When Mamoru couldn't handle her teasing anymore, he thrusted up into her in quick and short strides.
She did not want him having control so she stood up and turned to face him. Seeing him slouched on the couch, eyes hooded with his glistening cock twitching at her, she felt a sense of power over him, greatly enjoying the hold she had over him.
Straddling him, she resumed her slow pace. Leaning forward, she reached and gripped the back of the couch to assist her increased rocking on his cock. This put her breasts at his face. Slipping the thin straps over her shoulder and down her arms revealed her full mounds and pert tips. He couldn't resist pulling her taut nipple into his mouth and suckling, nipping, licking. Doing the same to the other, he also started rubbing her clit.
Wanting him to cum with her, she reached for his ballsacs and began to massage them gently. Based on his tensed posture, she could tell she was doing something right. Popping up and down in a fast rhythm with her full breasts bouncing in his face, Mamoru couldn't help but feel his resolve breaking. He quickened his ministrations on her clit, causing her to find her release. Pulling out of her, he pumped a few times before his cum squirted on her lower abdomen and the top of her thighs.
Collapsing on him, he ran his fingers over her open back in soothing motions. After a few minutes of riding out her orgasm, Mamoru spoke.
"I very much want to eat you out for breakfast. Would you be willing to stay the night with me so I can do that?"
Pulling up to look at him, she asked, "You enjoy my taste that much?"
"I could eat you out for hours." He licked his lips for emphasis.
Usagi's eyes closed in pleasure at his confession.
"Can I call you when I need an amazing fuck?"
Smirking, he mocked her, "You enjoy my cock that much?"
Giggling, she explained, "I could ride you for hours."
He chuckled at her comeback of his own words. "Good. I need someone to keep up with my stamina."
"Oh, lover, you won't be able to handle me." Usagi started to grind him. "I have an insatiable appetite."
Mamoru moaned, but gripped her hips to move her harder and faster. "We'll just have to see about that."
Picking her up but leaving her in his lap, Mamoru moved them through the curtains and down a hallway that led to an office. In the office was a leather couch. Before placing her on it, he asked, "Care to make a wager?"
Caressing his face, rubbing his stubble before tracing his lips, she replied, "What do you have in mind?"
Laying her across the couch, he answered, "Whoever can hold out the longest, wins."
Wrapping her legs around him, putting his cock at her entrance, she further asked, "And the winner gets what, exactly?"
He smirked at her efforts, using his tongue to swirl at her nipple. "A night of their wildest dreams."
She smiled, running her fingers through his silky strands. "Mamoru, what would be your wildest dreams?"
In the valley of her breasts, he answered honestly. "I know this may be too soon, so sudden, but being wrapped up with you all night," his head lifted to look into her beautiful blue eyes, "...sounds pretty amazing."
Pulling him up to her, she brought his lips to hers, kissing him for the first time. The kiss seemed rushed, sloppy, and too eager, but she just needed all of him – all at once.
"Guess it won't matter who wins then." Usagi kissed him again, this time slower and more sensual. "Sounds like we'll both get what we want no matter what."
Mamoru smiled and brushed an arrant curl away from her porcelain face. "Then let's just have fun and enjoy our time together."
She began to moan as Mamoru's lips descended down her body, giving her everything she could imagine and all that she desired. In turn, he was giving himself the sweetest pleasure in the form of her taste.