Free Web NovelChapter 187: Do You Like Pole Dancing?
Skyla chose a deep plum off-the-shoulder dress which fell to her knees. It was just the right amount of glittery to go easy on the eyes and seem stylish as well.
"Sky, you look gorgeous my girl. Mr Zyair will not be able to keep his eyes off you." Huria winked at her friend, holding her by the shoulders. She sat her by the vanity to fix her hair and make-up.
"It’s been a while since I truly dressed up to visit a nightclub. I am going to dance today," Skyla informed her friend as she stared at herself in the mirror and smiled. She was going to live her life on her terms.
Huria half-tied her luscious curls up and let the others flow down to her back. Huria was dressed in a deep blue mullet dress which fitted perfectly against her figure.
"So did you enjoy the amusement park?" Skyla eyed her friend from the mirror trying to get her reactions while she spoke.
"Oh! Rais is so exciting to hang out with. I thought he was a dull boss but we had so much fun today. Can’t wait to hang out with him more at the club." Huria went on and on in her excitement.
"Yes, he seems like such a terrific person to hang out with and he is handsome too. Don’t you think so?" Skyla winked at Huria and she halted adjusting her hair.
"He for sure is yummy but he is my boss and I shouldn’t be thinking like that about him. I don’t want to mess anything up and be awkward at my job. I love working there." Huria sighed and tucked the last of Skyla’s hair before picking up the make-up kit.
"You are already calling him Rais, why not test the water? I don’t think he would go all the way to only bring you along and have this extended trip if he didn’t enjoy you and your company. Didn’t he win that plushie for you?" Skyla raised her brows at Huria, letting her think this through.
"Hmm! He did that though and he always gives me these cute smiles and never chides me even when I make a mistake." Huria was lost in her train of thought thinking about her boss and his previous actions.
"Then dance with him tonight and get drunk," Skyla squeezed her arm bringing her back to reality.
"Alright, a little fun won’t hurt. Right?"
"No, it won’t," Skyla reassured her and Huria resumed her make-up.
Once the girls were ready, they grabbed their bags and left their room. Zyair and Rais were waiting for them.
Both were left slightly stunned seeing the ladies looking all glamorous. Rais praised Huria and both of them were lost in each other’s conversation.
Zyair’s eyes lazily roamed all over Skyla’s stunning dress and how perfectly it fitted her. She normally didn’t dress like this but tonight she wanted to be old Skyla. To let loose and enjoy, the one he had met nine years ago, the free-spirited one.
"You look beautiful," he complimented, his eyes holding only her image. His heart fluttered with delectable desires. His hands urged to crush her between himself and the wall behind and ravage that pretty mouth of hers. To entangle his hands in her curls and feel their softness as he thrust his tongue inside her wetness.
"Thank you, you are not bad yourself," Skyla’s words broke his wet dreams and he nodded. Huria and Rais were already heading out deep in conversation.
"Shall we?" Skyla asked with a little smile seeing Zyair was still lost in staring at her.
"Yes, come, my love." Zyair guided her out towards the car.
Soon they were in the car heading out. Rais put on funky music and the girls were singing along. Zyair was thumping his thigh at the rhythm as they conversed and enjoyed each other’s company.
They reached the club soon and were ushered in through the VIP entrance. The red glow and upbeat music welcomed them. It wasn’t overly crowded but wasn’t scarce either.
The dance floor and the main stage had people writhing their bodies to the beat of the music. A few sat around sipping drinks from the bar in the corner. The pole dancers were skillfully completing their routines.
"Wow! I love this place. It has the feel." Huria exclaimed and Skyla agreed with her.
This was the lower floor and their reserved space was on the upper floor. But girls wanted to dance so boys settled down and ordered drinks while girls moved to the dance floor.
Both of them began to dance alongside each other. Zyair had never seen Skyla dance, she looked nothing but sexy in her alluring dress as she danced and threw her hands in the air.
Her Auburn locks whipped her face again and again but she didn’t care all she wished was to let loose and enjoy. Zyair couldn’t take his eyes off her as long as she kept dancing, his hungry peepers stayed glued to her and her flesh.
Once or twice she glanced in his direction and their eyes collided. She smiled with her flushed face and he winked at her making her shyly avert her gaze and keep dancing.
Huria pointed to the male pole dancers and soon the girls were gawking at them. Their fluid movements and their flexible bodies enthralled them.
Zyair noticed it and felt a tinge of jealousy creeping up on him. She was merely watching them dance, there was no harm. It wasn’t like she was touching them or they were touching her and yet he wished she would turn and watch him instead.
After a few dances Skyla needed a drink so she returned to Zyair’s side and ushered Rais to go join Huria.
"Dance with her, she will love it," Skyla urged him and he needn’t be told twice. Thanking her he rushed on to join Huria while Skyla slumped on the seat beside Zyair, panting.
Zyair picked up the drink he had ordered for her and handed it over.
"Did my girl have fun?" He casually asked.
Skyla took the drink with gratitude and answered.
"A lot, I wish you could dance with me though," she took a sip of negroni and let her mouth relish in its taste.
"Is that what you want?" He huskily asked, leaning closer to her. There were beads of perspiration on her temples and her chest was rising and falling in quick succession because of how pumped she was.
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"And what about those pole dancers? Do you want me to dance like that too? Would you enjoy it if I did?" He asked in that amusement-filled voice, his eyes brimming with mischief yet again which Skyla knew too well.
"What do you mean?" She asked, a little confused. Her eyes narrowed at him.
"You like pole dancing?"
"A little bit, yes," she confessed. Who didn’t?
Zyair stood up at her answer and held out his hand before lewdly whispering, making her throat run dry.
"Come with me, love."
Skyla obeyed, placing her hand in his and letting him take her upstairs, towards the private rooms they had rented. They were supposed to go there after the dances but it seemed like Zyair had some other plans.
