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Hadley Moreau, a young shy coed who only goes to her friend's bachelorette party and is whisked away to a strip club.
That night, however, one thing changes for her: she meets the forbidden hot Aryan, who puts on a dance for her.
But what if she has to put her sanity aside completely to have the man close to her?
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"Are you coming?" called Christi, who was getting ready for her bachelorette party. We've been four friends since kindergarten and we did most things together.
Except celebrations.
I was out personally. It wasn't for me at all.
»Yes.«, just before I went into the living room, I looked at myself in the mirror. A dark green fitted dress hugged my slight curves. It also emphasized my green eyes a lot.
I let my fiery red hair fall completely straight down my back. I quickly wore a dark red lipstick and was ready.
"We can," I exclaimed happily, seeing my friends sitting in the living room. Christi, the bride, Sam our blonde of the group, Francesca the Latina in the troupe and last but not least Xenia, the brunette, who drew every man to her with just a snap of her fingers.
"The limousine is already waiting," Christi explained, walking over there with her glass of champagne.
We all followed her and took a seat in this huge limousine.
Sam immediately poured everyone a shot, and I said no for the first time. "Come on. Make an exception tonight.' What the heck... We toasted Christi and downed the tequila shot.
I grimaced because that was incredibly gross. My throat burned, but that went away fairly quickly.
"One more and we'll be there." Sam yelled and the next one burned down my throat.
When we arrived at the location, it looked like a normal club from the outside. »Reserved on Christi.«, Xenia came to the security, who checked his list and invited us in.
Inside, however, it wasn't really a club.
Loud music was playing, but in the middle was a large stage made of light blue glass. "Wow," Christi escaped, clapping her hands happily.
"Is that what I think?" she added, and I had no idea myself. Only Xenia planned this evening.
"Yes," the brunette replied, dragging us to the seats that were right in front of the stage.
When the lights went out and only the light shone on the stage, it was the sign that things were about to start.
"Ahhhhh," shrieked the women in the room, though I still had no idea what was going on.
“Dear ladies. Say hello to the boys with me.” Boys? Oh no...
Four men entered the stage in shirts and smart trousers. Each of them was very muscular, because the buttons would jump off at any moment.
One was nicer than the other.
But my eyes fell on one of them.
I could see his dark blue eyes from here. His hair was dark and his face was set in stone. He waved across the room and suddenly his eyes locked on me.
He stopped moving and I felt like he was undressing me with his eyes.
The song All I Need blared from the speakers and the men began to dance.
Only now did I understand what was going on here. They were strippers. Very hot strippers.
They moved slowly and the perfect man picked up the microphone. "I need a young lady here with me." His voice gave me bloody goosebumps.
Deep. Hoarse. Just damn attractive.
Christi held back as she just wanted to watch. Xenia waved her arms. Of course she did.
But he didn't take her. Instead, he jumped off the stage and walked towards me. My heart automatically beat faster.
I started to shake my head but he leaned towards me. "Trust me."
Then he grabbed my hand and led me onto the stage.
It was definitely way too much attention for me.
"Sit down Tesoro." With that he placed me on the chair in front of him. He stood directly in front of me with his legs apart and his back to the audience. My hands got sweaty and my pulse was racing.
He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and asked me to take it off. He carefully brought my hands to the collar of his white shirt and helped me pull it off.
Then I got a full view of his perfect muscles. I stared at it a little too long because now he lifted my head a bit so I could look into the beautiful blue of his eyes again.
"Touch me. Don't be shy,” he whispered, running my hands along his chest, which was as hard as a board. He twirled the shirt and rolled it up to drape it around my neck. With that he pulled me up to him and pulled me to him. I pushed forward against him and could feel his heavy breathing.
His masculine scent filled my nostrils and I couldn't take my eyes off his for a second. He slowly tilted his head and ran his delighted hand along the back of my neck, down my side, to my thigh.
Then he grabbed me and put me back in the chair. He could move really nicely. He made movements on the ground and slithered back up to me so that his head was level with my middle.
He spread my legs slightly, grinned, licked his lip and continued up to me until he stopped just in front of my face.
"I'd love to kiss you," he breathed, then turned to kick off his pants.
He danced a choreography with the other men before coming back to me, grabbing the back of my neck and pressing his full lips onto mine.
Two months had passed since the bachelorette party.
I was still thinking about the man who kissed me in the middle of that stage.
"Are you still thinking about the hot stripper?" Xenia snapped me out of my thoughts. "No," I lied, because it was absurd to still be thinking about him after a few months.
Mainly because I've never had anyone before. A friend, a one night stand. Absolutely nothing. Since he'd also given me my first kiss, it made everything even crazier.
A stranger gave me my first kiss.
Wonderful...
"We have to go back in." After all, I was at university. Totally forgotten. I studied marketing together with the girls. Only Xenia and I were regularly at the university.
The others didn't seem to think it was necessary to be present.
»Good morning dear students. Today you have free time working on their marketing concepts for a company. Please hand them in by the end of the week,” explained Prof. Rodriguez, who immediately disappeared.
Understood.
elaborations are ongoing.
I told Xenia that I would study outside because the weather was heavenly. I drove to my favorite spot next to the water which was perfectly designed for students. Xenia drove home because she wanted to sleep.
I opened my laptop and started studying. I still had to think about my strategy, so I repeated the structure of such.
Hours passed and I decided to quickly get a coffee. I closed my laptop and headed to the coffee shop right next door. I walked in quickly before being confronted with the door. "Oh, fuck," I swore, putting my hand to my forehead. My head was pounding and tears automatically ran down my cheeks.
"Oh crap. I am so sorry. Are you alright?” the voice gave me goosebumps and I had a feeling it was the stripper. But my mind thought it impossible.
But as soon as I looked up and met beautiful blue eyes, my feeling was more than right...
"You?" it escaped us at the same time and a smile crept onto his lips.
Damn those lips. Soft, full, beautiful lips.
"Come on, I'll help you." He immediately brought me to a table and placed me there. "I'll get you some ice cream." He was gone. And I wondered if it made sense to stay here or just sneak away quietly.
"Here." He placed an ice pack on my forehead and sat right in front of me. “I'm Aryan, by the way. And you Tesoro?” as soon as he called me that, I started to tingle. With every gesture and every word he catapulted me further and further into the evening. My heart leapt as he fixed My eyes with his. "I'm Hadley," I said shyly.
Yes shy. I wasn't used to getting so much attention from men. Especially since I was incredibly clumsy, as you could already see. »Nice name, Tesoro.«, he stated and his deep voice made him even more attractive.
"I'm sorry again. Wait a minute.' And Aryan jumped up again, went to the counter and spoke to the waitress. The young woman adored him, which I couldn't blame her for. I must have looked like that too.
As I sat and waited, my cell phone beeped.
Xenia: Where are you?
Hadley: In the cafe, there was a little accident.
Xenia: Accident? I'll be right there. And don't even try to make excuses.
With that, I put the phone down as there was absolutely no point in arguing with her.
"I hope you like matcha," Aryan said right in front of me, placing the cold drink in front of me. "Where from...?" I wanted to know, because I always ordered an iced matcha latte. It was a bit scary, yet very sweet.
"I had a feeling," he defended himself, smiling broadly. My tingling increased and I took a sip of the drink. "Thanks, but it really wasn't necessary." Suddenly he grabbed my hand and rubbed his thumb across it. "It's the least I could do for a beautiful woman like you that I slammed the door in the forehead of before." He was a damned gentleman.
"It's really very..."
"Hadley! Are you okay?” came Xenia's shrill voice and the young woman ran to me. "Oh God! What happened to you?' She looked at my head and her eyes widened. However, when she saw Aryan next to me, she stopped completely.
"Wait a moment. You're the hot stripper who gave my best friend her first kiss of her life, right?” My cheeks began to glow with embarrassment and I buried my head in my hands. Why did she have to mention the first kiss? I was way too uncomfortable, so I decided to excuse myself and leave.
"Wait," the young man ran after me and pulled me around by my hand. I slammed into him with full force and felt his chest against mine. "Why are you running away?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "I dont know. I'm bloody awkward if you haven't noticed,' I gushed out.
“You don't have to be embarrassed, Tesoro. You are a beautiful woman that makes every man drool. Your hair, your eyes, your curves. You caught my eye straight away and I can't get you out of my head ever since. And if I'm still your first kiss, I want to take all your first times Hadley.” My breathing quickened and I was close to hyperventilating.
"But..." I began, getting no further as I felt his beautiful lips again.
Warm, full.
The kiss enveloped me in its passion and I lost myself in the moment.
In the middle of the street.
But it felt like it was just him and me, nobody else.
