Free Web NovelChapter 188: The Pole Dance
"Sky! Wait here," Zyair stood her by the railing and went on to speak to someone who seemed like their manager. They spoke for a while and exchanged keys. Zyair handed him back the one he had for the private room they had booked earlier and he handed him a new one.
Thanking him Zyair returned to where Skyla was.
"Come." He placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her forward towards the room, passing through a corridor.
"Where are we going?"
"You will see, love." The hints of mischief were very prominent in his voice as they stopped outside a room.
It had a shiny blue door.
"Brings out the memories, doesn’t it?" Zyair leaned closer and asked. Skyla could only gulp, wondering what was going on in his mind.
Placing the key in the lock, Zyair turned it and it opened with a click sound. Turning the door knob he threw the door open. The pale blue light was bathing the interior of the room.
Zyair gestured with his hand and a naughty glint in his eyes for Skyla to enter. She nervously fidgeted with her hands for a second and then stepped inside on her long heels and scanned the room.
Skyla paused in her steps seeing the erected pole in the center of the room with blue lights. There was a huge bed with black satin bed sheets and a lounger in the other corner.
There was a large one-way window in the room from where one could stare outside and watch all the strippers and pole dancers, depending on what you would like to watch. The heavy black curtains were drawn on it for now.
"Come." Zyair guided her forward, his hand clasping her shoulder. Her beats quickened in anticipation of what was to come next. But she trusted him fully.
She seated herself on the lounger while Zyair straightened and stood in front of her with a very wicked smile on his face. He brought his face in her range and asked.
"Will you do the honours?"
Skyla nodded, extending her hands she removed his mask and placed it in her lap, revealing that twisted grin on his face.
"You are up to no good, that’s for sure." Skyla squinted her eyes at him, his wicked smiles she had begun to understand so well.
"Let’s say you will be surprised and more importantly like it." He winked, holding his silverish-grey suit jacket from the lapels and taking it off slowly. His broadening even more. His naughty eyes were focused on her without blinking.
"Zyair!" Her eyes took in his slow action, having no clue what was going on in his shameless mind.
Once off, he whirled the jacket on his head and tossed it to her. Skyla caught it efficiently and placed it in her lap, trying to hide her smile at his cocky actions. He began to open the buttons of his shirt starting from the top, using only one hand while keeping his other in his pants pocket.
His eyes had glossed on, taking on this lewd sheen as he stared at her while continuing his relentless task of unbuttoning his shirt. Skyla could only watch, mesmerised by this hunk of a man she was so proud to call hers. Sometimes she would avert her gaze, unable to keep up with his relentless one.
"I am going to put on a show for you, Watch carefully." He instructed, wanting to have her eyes on him. His fervid whisper scalded her and she watched trying to not even blink.
Once the last button was open, he took off his shirt as if someone had hit a slow-motion button on him and revealed his buffed torso to her. No matter how many times she saw it, her breath was always lost.
He repeated his previous action with his jacket and it landed on Skyla’s face. His fresh oceanic scent soaked it and she couldn’t help but let it wash over her. Letting it relax her senses a notch, they were going into overdrive.
She removed it from her face and held it in her lap along with his jacket and mask. The girl with red hair let her eyes wander to what he was doing.
Zyair was bending over, giving her a full view of his ruggedly strong tattooed back. He untied the laces of his shoes and kicked them off, so very unlike him. He would always neatly pile them, what had gotten into this man today, Skyla kept wondering.
With his smoking eyes still hooked onto her, he straightened up and began unfastening his pants. Skyla’s eyes dipped to his large hands, the veins protruding out as he slid the zipper down and took them off, revealing his toned legs to her. He kicked the pants aside and Skyla almost squeaked in horror.
Zyair Kincaid; the neat freak was throwing around his clothes and shoes, stripping for her.
She dramatically placed her hands in front of her mouth and shook her head before announcing.
"How scandalous!"
He chuckled at her action and words, cocking his head and winking at her like a stripper.
"Anything for you darling." Zyair pouted his lips and sent her a flying kiss.
She gulped seeing him standing there only in his boxers and socks, that teasing smile coating his upturned lips.
"Don’t blink," he sensually ordered and turned to grip the golden pole erected in the centre of the room. Raising himself on his toes, he raised himself effortlessly on the pole and did a free spin hitching his legs up.
His biceps were so deliciously strained, that the veins in them expanded and bulged out. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
His movements were so sensual and fluid, she had no clue he could pole dance. She screamed in excitement, her pupils dilating seeing him waltz so effortlessly on the pole. For such a tall guy he knew what he was doing and she wondered how much practice he must have done.
Next, he went with a layout spin and it was phenomenal. Skyla clapped in excitement when he winked through his move. A warmth curled inside her and spread through her whole system.
The subtle shift from one move to the next was so careful and dealt with elegance. He was surely a fine work of art, so pleasing to the eyes.
Butterfly spin followed and it was executed with such finesse, revealing how strong his arms and legs were. It had been so many years since he had left that life behind and yet he could manoeuvre these moves so effortlessly.
He twisted and turned. Every muscle in his body flexed as he continued his sensual dance while keeping his sultry peepers locked onto her. For this was meant only for her.
For his final piece, he hung upside down with his legs at 180 degrees open executing the perfect shoulder mount. His sparkling eyes met hers ensuring they stayed on him and she was watching him with such adoration, knowing he did it only for her.
She clapped and cheered, jumping up and down on her seat. That sunny smile he adored so much was on full display.
Zyair slid down and perfectly landed on his agile feet, he was still straightening up when he felt her behind him. Her delicate arms wrapped themselves around his naked torso, her needy lips pressed onto his inked back.
"Thank you, you did this solely for me. Even when you have left that life behind, the life which was nothing but painful and yet you did this," she murmured in his back and he slightly stiffened.
It was indeed a painful reminder and he had vowed to leave it in the past and yet there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her and there were no regrets.
"I did it only for my girl and I would do it again if she wishes to watch it. Did you like it?" He slowly asked, catching her wrist and pulling her in front of him so he could see her and the emotions he had stirred.
She was an emotional wreck at that moment.
Joy, admiration, love, tinge of sadness, affection, respect. Everything had mingled and unveiled for him to witness. She raised her head and peeked into his curiously beautiful eyes.
Arresting his masculinely handsome face in her soft hands she tiptoed and placed a kiss on his forehead carrying all those emotions he had stirred in her with his actions. The longer her lips lingered the more the strings of his heart stretched, making it expand with love he held for her.
And then she began to speak and his heart almost stopped.
"I loved it and I love you and everything you are and do, Zyair Calix Caeco. And I want to spend every single second of my life with you," she boldly told him before leaning closer and hiding her face in his chest, leaving him utterly stunned to speak.
