Chapitre 2: Chapter 2
Kemi adjusted the fitted red dress that hugged every curve of her body and exposed her smooth brown back down to her waist. Her natural curls were left untamed and those added to her beauty
"Where are you going?" Pemisire asked as he entered the room, eyeing his cousin protectively.
"I don't think it's your business Pemisire" She turned to him and found him wearing a pair of Ankara pants and a plain white shirt.
"Where are **you** going?" she asked, raising her brows and he smiled
"I have a business meeting with some investors"
"Investors eh?" Kemi taunted as she applied the liquid eyeliner.
"Yeah... Where are you going?" he asked again and she rolled her eyes.
"Quilox, the club at Victoria Island" Kemi said and Pemisires jaw dropped.
"How?" she shrugged, silently she felt her head inflate with pride. Quilox was one of the hottest clubs in Lagos and she'd be damned if she wasn't going.
You would never get in if you didn't know people in high places and their dress code is pretty strict.
"You know you're not supposed to be out by this time?" Pemisire protectiveness made her roll her eyes.
She knew, everyone knew that good girls don't stay out late at night.
She put on her Silver 6 inch strappy heels and put her small silver rhinestone purse on her shoulder.
"I'm going, when Mum comes tell her I'll be back tomorrow" Kemi knew it wasn't necessary to say all of that because her mom never worried.
Her mom barely said a word in the house ever since her husband died two years ago from a heart attack, it was like she didn't care anymore.
In Lagos, Nigeria in general as far as she knew it was a sin, taboo...to go out as late as this for someone her age but she didn't want to care, she wanted to stay out and not bother about her family's problems.
Her cousin's greed. Her little brothers immaturity. Her mothers silence or is it insanity. She liked to think her mother was insane, she caught her staring at nothing a few times and whispering to herself but she couldn't exactly tell her stupid cousin or her brothers.
"Call me when you get there and don't make me get too worried, don't take dr-" she rolled her eyes at Pemisire and the horn of Vicky's car was heard outside.
"See you tomorrow, Pemisire" she ran out of the house, hopping on one foot as she adjusted the lace of her left shoes.
"That partay is freaking lit!" Vicky yelled immediately Kemi got into the car.
"How do you know that?" Kemi asked and pulled her phone out as she took pictures on her Snapchat along with her best friend.
"I've seen pictures... Like daaamn" Vicky put the phone back into her black clutch. She was in a sleeveless blue sequined dress that reached mid-thigh and a pair of blue and black stilettos.
"Tola took some pictures with Maleek Berry... You look hot" Vicky complemented as she retouched her make up and Kemi gave a small thank you as she scrolled through her Instagram.
"We're here" Vicky announced excitedly and Kemi nodded, the club was lit, bright and packed.
They got out of the car and walked to the line then Vicky showed the bouncer her e-invite.
"Go in" he told her and Kemi, their hearts raced in excitement.
"God! This is like... Heaven on earth" Kemi announced looking around. It was really beautiful, from the dance floor to the bar and every freaking where.
"Drinks on you babe" Vicky pulled Kemi to the bar where they sat. The bartender — unlike the ones Kemi and Vicky fantasized about, the ones they read in novels—was Bald and shiny headed.
"I'll have a Red headed slut" Vicky said with an excited look.
"And I'll have a whiskey and coke" Kemi said and smiled at the bartender who smiled back.
"You girls look new around here" he said, trying to make a conversation.
"Yeah, first time" Vicky said and took her glass off the table and lifted it to her mouth as Kemi did the same.
"Cheers" they said together and downed the mixtures immediately.
"Gawd that was so hot... My throat still burns like a bitch... No a slut" Vicky burst into giggles and Kemi rolled her eyes.
"I'll have another shot please" Vicky said and the bartender handed her another shot then she downed it, it was just easier this time around.
"Wanna dance... Like if you say no I'm gonna chop your neck off" Vicky sneered and Kemi laughed.
"Why would I.. It's Simi we're talking about!" they ran off the the Dance floor as simi's Cinderella continued.
Vicky sang out loud as Kemi grinded against her.
"Cinderella sugar sugar" Kemi yelled, grinding against her best friend, drawing the eyes of men and even women.
"This club is hawt" Vicky slurred and Kemi giggled as she walked back to the bar
"Where are you going... Whatever I'm gonna dance!" Vicky yelled and Kemi nodded without looking at her.
"Hey babe" Josey sat beside her and she tried not to look like a constipated emoji.
"Hey Joseph"
"Babe what are you doing here" Tola cut into their conversation wearing a ridiculous crop top with a matching skirt, it rather looked like panties.
"Oh... Look it's Fadekemi... It would have been nice to see you if you weren't flirting with my boyfriend" Kemi narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows at the empty headed girl.
Tola... A classmate, a rich spoiled brat and really annoying, Josey's temporary girlfriend.
"Your face irritates me." Kemi said, referring to Tola but staring at Joseph who just watched.
"You're really stupid Kemi!" she yelled and Kemi chuckled as she pulled Joseph.
"Jealousy is a terrible disease, get well soon" she yelled behind tola and she showed her middle finger as she disappeared into the crowd.
Kemi sat down for a while and looked around the club until her eyes caught someone and she resisted the urge to not scream. It was David-freaking-o.
In the blink of an eye she was pulling Vicky along with her to meet the Nigerian Celebrity.
"Is that...."Vicky trailed off and met Kemis happy eyes then screamed but no-one could hear from the music that was played.
"Hey!" they said together on cue as they sat beside Davido who chuckled and stretched out his arm.
"Davido... Or david Adeleke" he introduced himself, his voice hoarse and deep, they blushed.
"I'm Fadekemi and this is Victoria" Kemi told him and he smiled.
"You're beautiful ladies with nice names too... Can I get you anything?"
"An orgasm would be nice" Davidos eyes widened at Vicky whose eyes shone brightly.
"It's a cocktail" his lips rounded and he called the bartender asking him to get an orgasm.
"And you?" I shook my head.
"I think I'm cool for tonight" Kemi patted her hair hoping it wasn't too awkward or sticking around too much for an Afro.
"Okay then"
"But a few pictures will be fine" he nodded and she pulled out her iPhone taking more than a few pictures with him because he went with it and seemed cool about it.
"Thank you so much for having us, I'm like your biggest fan" Kemi confessed as she stood up and tucked her purse under one arm then Vicky's arm under the other.
"It's cool babe, have a nice night" he stretched to hug her and she did the same, hugging him then he hugged Vicky who barely recognized anything after two red headed sluts and an orgasm.
"Let's go dance bitch" Kemi shook her head at her bestie and watched as she walked to the dance floor while Kemi needed another drink.
"Two tequila shots please" she told the bartender as she sat down, watching her friend. She didn't need to worry about any perverts taking her or something because her driver was standing in the corner like a mannequin.
"Two shots of tequila ... Here you go" the bartender placed the tiny cups in front of her and she down the contents in one cup, feeling her throat burn with pain and pleasure.
"God,I needed that!" she cheered and took the second glass then shut her eyes.
"Tough day ,Bella ?" she heard a masculine baritone voice with an amazing accent and she willed herself not to open her eyes.
"You know, it's rude to ignore people dolcezza" she opened her eyes and her dry throat got even drier.
"You have pretty eyes...?" she knew he was asking for her name.
"Fadekemi... Or just Kemi" she put her hand in his outstretched hands and he placed a kiss on the back of her hand
"Max" she smiled, feeling fuzzy all of a sudden. He had an Italian accent, a growing stubble, bright green eyes and that jaw... It could cut diamond.
"Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be alone you know" she raised her eyebrows and laughed. He was the worst at flirting.
"Maybe you can keep me company then?" she said in a sultry voice that excited the obviously older guy.
"Maybe I will" his voice had dropped an octave lower as his eyes ran over her beautiful figure, her dress was completely conservative at the front but her exposed back pulled him to her, so smooth.
"Vodka" he said and she wasn't surprised by the authority in his voice, he seemed like it. The Alpha kind of man.
The bartender slid him a glass of Vodka and he took the glass to his lips.
"So what are you doing here... In Lagos... Quilox I mean" she asked, fiddling with her phone.
"Just for some relaxation... Some time away from my busy schedule" she nodded and put the phone back into her purse, running her eyes over his muscular build. He was in a light blue polo and a pair of shorts.
"You know... Its rude to stare" he said and her eyes snapped up to his, a seductive smile in her face.
"Really? How 'bout you teach me some manners?" she bit the corner of her lips and he smirked, liking her reaction.
"I could... If you insist? " he sat closer and brushed his lips against her ears making her shudder in anticipation for more.
"I insist" she asked and he smirked.
"Speaking of manners..." he drifted off as he nibbled on her ear and she closed her eyes and muttered some unintelligible words to herself.
"Uh-hun...more? "
He ran his large thick, long and calloused finger over her beautiful collarbone and placed a butterfly kiss there, making her arch her back in return.
"Fuck bambino..ti odore così buono" he pulled her towards himself so now she was in between his legs. She kissed his neck making him gulp from the hot sensation.
"Let's get out of here" he whispered into her ear and she pulled away, pulling his huge hands behind her as they walked out of the club, both their eyes clouded with sinful and crazy lust, a Man over 6 feet tall being pulled by a Girl who didn't seem to be above 5'4 tall.
"Wheres your car?" she asked, panting and he pulled her to the black Ferrari in the reserved parking spot.
His driver noticed and opened the door for his boss.
"The hotel" Max told the driver in a thick Italian accent as soon as he got into the car, he felt like he would burst from excitement and pulled Kemi into his lap so she was straddling him.
"Do you want me to kiss you?" he breathed heavily and her hands slid around his neck making him shiver from the pleasure.
"Do I want you to kiss me? " she asked again and their lips touched, barely.
"Don't tempt me cara" he breathed and ran his hands along her thighs, pushing her dress up. He loved the smoothness of her thigh, he loved her wide hips and tiny waist.
She kissed his cheek and then his neck, she felt him get harder if that was possible.
"God Bambino...don't torture me this way" he jerked his hips slightly and she slid her hand under his top, feeling extremely hot when she felt his defined abs.
"You're so hot" she grinded her wet mound against him when she couldn't take it anymore.
"Merda..." he held unto her waist pulling her closer to his chest.
"Jesus, Max! " she felt herself close to her peak... Really close and she knew Max was really close to his peak. His eyes were shut, beads of sweat formed on his forehead and he breathed through his mouth.
"Bambino if you don't stop I'm gonna Fuck you right here, hard and fast...Fuck!" he grunted and Kemi shut her eyes, grinding slower to torture him.
"Kemi!" he growled raising his hips to meet her grinds.
"We're here Sir" they jumped at the voice of the driver and Max growled angrily, stepping out of the car. He pulled her out of the car and walked into the humongous hotel. One arm around her waist protectively and the other trying to hide his bulging erection.
They got into the elevator and he just noticed how young she looked, she barely reached his chest.
"You're gonna get punished Cara for being such... A bad...bad girl" he pressed himself against her leaving her sandwiched between the elevator walls and the hunk of an Italian.
"And how do you plan to do that...Max?" he pinned her hands over her head and pressed his erection against her.
"See what you did..." he bent to kiss her neck
"Can you feel it bambino"
"F-feel what?"
"Feel how hard I am for you... I'm gonna Fuck you so hard, you'll barely be able to walk... I'll Fuck you so hard, my name will be on your lips every day... I'll Fuck you so hard... You'll keep begging for more" she clenched her thighs at the thought of Max in between been thighs and fucking her to no limits and with no boundaries.
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