Chapter 5

Chapter 5

SHANELLE

Did I know what I was doing? Hell no. But did I want to go ahead with all this flirting and hooking up with the mysterious man in front of me? Hell yes. If I was going to lose my V-card, I might as well do it with this incredibly attractive man who exudes power. It was as if with just a snap of his fingers, he could control the entire room filled with bodies moving to the music, and yet they would still listen to him.

Emboldened, thanks to the alcohol I had been consuming since I arrived, I gulp down the last of my drink after dancing with him for a while. I lick my lips aware of his eyes on me. And I speak before the courage and confidence I feel flee from the tipsy Shane.

"What do you think about going somewhere more intimate?" I ask in his ear. Liam throws his head back and seems to study me for a long moment; something dark crosses his gaze but disappears quickly. Or was it just me imagining things? Then, to my surprise, he nods, stands up from the stool, and takes my hand, leading me toward the exit and out of the club. The chilly night air hits my bare legs courtesy of my short dress.

"Yeah, I know what you're going to say; that I forgot my friends, but the truth is I didn’t. I didn’t forget my friends, but I did step away a bit after seeing how Sara and Lucas were devouring each other. Or seeing how Marc was with the same guy I found him with at the apartment. Yep, I needed to move on and take care of my own business."

I also know I’m crazy for wanting to hook up with a stranger whom I just "happened" to run into. Let’s blame it on the alcohol, and tomorrow I’ll give myself a talking to.

"Shit, it’s cold." I murmur, almost sprinting behind the tall, sexy man.

"You can thank your lucky stars we’re in public, or else I’d be giving you some spanks on that cute ass of yours." My eyes widen in surprise; I try to see his face, but he looks serious, and a tic in his jaw betrays how calm he wants to appear. God, I must be crazy! Because instead of getting upset, it just excites me.

"Why?" I ask as we stop in front of a black Optra, and Liam opens the passenger door for me.

"Get in." He demands with a hard voice. Like the complete drunk idiot I am, I get in without saying a word, and then I watch him walk around the front of the car and climb behind the wheel.

As he goes to fasten his seatbelt, he pauses and looks at me first, shaking his head before leaning toward me to buckle me in. His neck is right within reach of my lips, and I can't help but bite it when the scent of his cologne boldly mocks me. He grunts but allows me to do whatever I want with his neck; I hear him growl and that makes me let go. I hadn’t realized his left hand was gripping my thigh.

"Did you just growl at me?" I look at him, and he leans in to kiss me.

"Maybe." He replies before returning to his seat and driving away, pulling the car out of the club's private parking lot.

"Why would you spank my ass?" I finally ask.

"For flaunting what rightfully belongs to me." Damn, my nipples harden just hearing that. I think he means what rightfully belongs to him for tonight.

Liam turns his head toward me, his piercing blue eyes shining with intensity and a hint of lust. His lips curl into a daring and suggestive smile.

"Shanelle, sweetheart, you have no idea how long I've been waiting to have you like this. You’re an irresistible temptation from the moment I saw you walk into that club. I can't help but want to spank that perfect ass of yours and claim you as mine."

His deep, seductive voice makes my body tremble with excitement. The lust completely overtakes me, and I can't help but desire to succumb to his darkest desires. I move my body closer to his, letting our legs brush against each other, feeling the electricity between us.

The car glides through the illuminated streets of the city as I feel the sexual tension between us grow. My hands tremble with anticipation and desire when Liam places his on my thigh, slowly moving up toward the inner part. I close my eyes for a moment, letting the sensations envelop me completely.

"What do you think about heading to a hotel I know? The perfect place to explore all our wildest fantasies," Liam whispers in my ear, his warm and intoxicating breath runs over my skin, sending sparks of desire directly to my core.

I nod silently, completely willing to let myself be carried away by the seductive game we’ve entered into. I don't want to think about the consequences or the reasons to stop; I just want to give in to the pleasure Liam promises.

The car stops in front of an impressive luxury hotel. Liam leaps out of the vehicle and rushes to my door, opening it with an elegant gesture. He takes my hand again, guiding me through the majestic lobby to the elevator. The sexual tension between us is palpable, charged with desire and excitement.

The elevator doors close, and we can barely contain ourselves any longer. Liam pushes me gently against the wall, his lips find mine in a heated and wild kiss. He doesn’t give me time to ask why we haven't checked in at the reception first. Our tongues dance in perfect sync as our hands glide under clothing, exploring every inch of skin they can reach.

The elevator stops, and the door opens to a lavish hallway. Liam takes my hand and guides me to our room, opening it with a key card. The room is like something out of my wildest fantasies: a large bed with black silk sheets and golden trims, giving it that seductive touch, dim lighting, and a hot tub right next to it. The room reminds me of the dark tones in the attic I’m working on.