Page 11 of Diablo
We walk to the table and take a seat. The barista walks up to us and takes our order. I look at the guy on the stage; he’s so damn hot. I look at the girl dancing, and she’s incredible. I don’t know if I could ever do it, but it’s great that she can.
“I love it. Oh yeah, this place has a dance area at the top of the roof,” Beth hums, clasping her hands.
“Oh, I like that. We can dance a little later,” I say, adjusting my short sexy black dress.
It clings to my curves and shimmers and has a halter top with a low V neckline. I’m wearing sexy fuck me red high heels. I’m glad that I decided to wear this one with my dirty blonde hair falling down my back in loose waves. Yes, no bra, and I feel sexy.
Yeah, I look hot.
I don’t usually dress like this, but I had to before I married. I have a feeling that Roberto will be controlling.
Hmm, do I want to marry him?
I hate that I get this nagging feeling.
“Damn, he’s hot,” Stacy hums, watching the guy strip.
“Oh my, look at that girl,” Vanessa says, looking at the stage where the girl is bending in half.
“Yeah, I definitely can’t do that,” I hum, smiling.
The barista brings our drinks, and Vanessa asks her to bring another round.
“Wow, you want to get me drunk,” I laugh, throwing back my head.
“Yeah, maybe you will do some hottie before the wedding,” Beth says, pumping her arms to the music.
“Yeah, don’t think so,” I say, rolling my eyes.
I take a drink of my Long Island Iced tea, enjoying the view. The music and the strippers are sexy, making me think of sex. I didn’t expect to react like this, wow.
I finish drinking my first drink and start on the next one. I start feeling a little tipsy, excited, and happy.
“Ohh, look at those hunks,” Beth says, looking across to a couple of tables over.
There is a group of huge men, very attractive men.
“It’s not fair to see so many hot men, and I can’t touch them,” I hum, turning up my lips.
I throw back my head, laughing at myself as if I would ever do that. Then, I look over at the table to check them out.
I look at them, but my eyes stop to gaze at a hot, gorgeous man. He looks like a badass bad boy. He stares at me and runs his gaze down to my breasts. I feel my nipples get hard, and my inner girly parts flutter.
Whoa!
I never reacted to a man like this. Not even Roberto makes me so damn aroused.
“Girl, I see you watching that hottie,” Beth hums, leaning in close.
“Yeah, but I’m just looking,” I hum, taking a drink and looking at him.
“Go ahead and experience a little wild hot night with that hottie,” Vanessa says, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her purse.
Vanessa pulls one out and passes the box to me. I take one out, light it up, inhale, and throw my head back, releasing the smoke.
I don’t usually smoke, but right now, I need it.
That guy is a totally sinful temptation.
