CHAPTER 2 Kyler

　　“Why the hell would you walk away from a woman like that?” my friend Jeff asks, the shock evident in his voice.

　　I am not that stupid! I heard Paisley and her friends mentioning what club they were going to, and it was the same one we were going to.

　　“I will see her at the club,” I chuckle, “She just doesn’t know that.”?

　　I am glad I ran into her again because I had been thinking about her. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. With her beautiful red hair, chocolate brown eyes, freckles, and a body that is just wow! Her curves were gorgeous, and her ass too, and those legs, they were enough to make a man hot under the collar. She is stunning, and her confidence and feistiness makes her even sexier.

　　“Are you sure about that? It is a big club,” he questions, “Positive, I will find her,” I say confidently.

　　I knew her name now, so that was something. Hopefully, she will let me buy her a drink, and if I am lucky, have a dance. I need some fun tonight, a little dancing and flirting. But I wasn’t looking for much more than that. I was done with dating and relationships for now. My ex-wife was enough to put me off them for life, and I have only officially been divorced for a few months.

　　“If you insist.” Jeff shrugs?

　　I may not find her, and if I don’t, that is fine, also. It is finally our turn to get a taxi and head straight for the club. The line is huge and looks never-ending. God, this better go down quickly. We made our way to the end of the line, and I checked it on the way down to see if Paisley and her friends were waiting, only there was no sign of them. Thankfully it only took ten minutes, and we were getting into the club.

　　Jeff and I went to find a table while Steve and Henry went to get the drinks. I kept an eye out as we went through. Finally, we managed to find a small table in the corner, but only with two stools, which we claimed before the guys came back from the bar.

　　“No sign of your redhead?” Jeff asks. I chuckle, “We just got here. Give me time.”

　　I don’t want to come across as too eager. The guys came back with the drinks, which meant a tray full. It included shots and Scotch.

　　“Tonight, we get pished to celebrate your new job,” Henry smiles, “So you go first,”?

　　“Drunk, not pished,” I correct, “You are in Scotland now; keep up, mate,” he argues.

　　I nod, taking the first shot. The reason we were out tonight is to celebrate my new job: I start on Monday at Edinburgh University as a professor. I am excited and nervous in equal measures. The guys took their first shots, then we took the second and third together.

　　“Are you sure you are going to be able to behave surrounded by all those beautiful women when you start your new job?” Steve asks, “Yes, because I am a grown assed man and not some horny teenager. I have self-control, and it wouldn’t be worth my job.”

　　I wouldn’t risk my job like that because I have worked my ass off to get here, “Hmm, we will see,” Steve laughs.

　　I didn’t respond to him; instead, I took a drink of my Scotch. I divert my attention around the room, seeing if I could see Paisley yet. I skim the club, and I finally spot her. She was in the middle of the dancefloor with one of her friends, dancing sexily along to the music.

　　I continued to admire her, my eyes studying the way her hips were moving. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I lick my lips, my eyes tracing her from head to toe. God, she was so fucking sexy and confident.

　　“Dude, what the hell is wrong with you?”?

　　I hear Jeff’s voice which pulls me out of the trance I seem to have gone into.

　　“Paisley,” I say, nodding towards her.

　　“Then why are you still sitting here with us?” Steve gives a look of disgust, “Good point. Why am I sitting here with you, assholes, rather than going to see Paisley?” I smirk.

　　I down the last of my Scotch and head for the dancefloor. I don’t even know if she will want to dance with me, but I can try, right? I swerved the crowds, making my way to where she was. Her friend spots me first. I put my finger to my lips, telling her not to tell Paisley I was there. I sneak up behind her, resting my hand on her hip, and she shudders.

　　“Can I have a dance, gorgeous?” I whisper, “Hmm, sorry, I don’t dance with strangers.” she giggles, stepping away from me.

　　Paisley turns to face me, a sexy smirk playing on her lips. I think she was getting me back for walking away from her. I take a few steps towards her, closing the distance between us.

　　“And you can’t make an exception just this once?” I ask sweetly, “It depends. What is in for me?”?Paisley rests her hand on her hip, tilting her head.

　　“Whatever you want.”

　　I didn’t mean for my voice to sound so husky when I responded. It slipped out.

　　“Whatever I want? That is a large scale of suggestions,” she purrs. I swiftly snake my arm around her, bringing her to me, “I know, and I mean it, but only if you give me a dance.” I reply.

　　Paisley didn’t say anything. Instead, she put her arms around my neck and began moving her body to mine. Fuck! That feels good. I held her tightly and started to move with her.

　　“Mmm, you got moves,” she breathes out, “I was thinking the same about you.”?

　　Paisley turns her back to me, one arm going around my neck and she starts grinding her ass against me. I moan loudly, feeling the excitement in my jeans rise rapidly.

　　Silence came between us as our bodies move perfectly together to the music.

　　“Someone is excited,” Paisley moan seductively, pushing back against my excitement, “Fuck! Easy, gorgeous.”?

　　I am struggling enough as it was with having her this close to me, never mind her pushing her sexy ass onto me. We got back to dancing, Paisley letting her hand wander around me, and I did the same. I ran my fingertips up her bare thighs. I felt her skin heat on my fingers, and her breathing became heavier.

　　“Ahh, fuck it.”?

　　I had no clue what she meant when she said that. Paisley abruptly pulls away and swung around to face me. What is she doing? was all I had time to think as she grabs my tee and lets our bodies collide once again, and before I could say a single word, she covers my lips with hers, kissing me roughly. I growl loudly to her lips, wrapping my arms around her, and kiss her back.

　　Paisley’s fingers ran into my hair, tugging it as we continued to kiss. Her lips felt incredible on mine. The kiss was hot and passionate. The chemistry, the tension between us, is ridiculous. I could feel my length throbbing. She parts her lips from mine, smirking.

　　“I am parched. I need a drink.” She began walking away from me.

　　I stand there for a moment, trying to take a moment to get myself together. I readjust my tee, trying to cover the hard-on in my jeans. I then follow her and find her at my table with my friends. It would seem her friends have found mine.

　　“You alright, Kyler? You are looking a little flushed,” Steve laughs.

　　“I am fine!” I respond, grabbing a drink from the table and downing it. Paisley looks at me, a sexy smile resting on her lips. She knows too well what is working with me. I had a feeling that tonight was going to be a night of teasing, wanting, and fun.

　　***

　　The last few hours have consisted of a lot of dancing and kissing between Paisley and me. She would randomly kiss me, not like I was complaining. Though with every kiss, I become hornier, and I know that she knows that. I like that we were having fun, with no personal shit going on. All I know about her is her name, age, and that she is Scottish, and all she knows about me are the same things.

　　Paisley is standing between my legs. I offered her the seat, but she refused it; instead, she placed herself between my legs with her back to me. I run my fingers across her lower back, over her ass, and down the back of her thighs. She let out a throaty moan as she swung around to look at me.

　　“Can I help you, Mr?” she tugs her lower lip between her teeth, “Nope! Just wanted to touch.” I couldn’t help myself.

　　“You did, uh?”?

　　Paisley moves in closer to me, her hand on my chest.

　　“Yes, I can’t help myself. You are very sexy,” I reply, my hands on her hips.

　　Her lips fell at my ear, her warm breath on my skin making me shiver.

　　“And I think you are sexy,” she purrs, her soft, warm lips trailing my neck, “I think tonight we should fuck.”?

　　I was a little taken back when she said the last part. I shouldn’t be surprised, though. She seems the type that goes after what she wants. I took her face in my hand and pressed my lips roughly to hers. That should answer her question. By the time our lips parted, we were both panting.

　　“Does that mean yes?” she breaths out, her cheeks flushed, “Yes, you tell me when and where, and I am right there with you.”?

　　“Mmm, I look forward to it,” she winks, “We can go to yours after the club closes,”?“Looking forward to it, sweetness.” I steal another kiss.

　　“Oh, you should be,” she says, “I am going to make you feel better than any other woman ever has,” she adds, confidence dripping from her voice.

　　“I don’t doubt it for a second.”?

　　Honestly, I haven’t been with that many women—three in total. I was married from the age of twenty until recently, which in total was eight years. I am excited for someone new, and something tells me Paisley is a wild one, and I am going to enjoy every damn second of it.

　　“Prepare yourself, handsome.”?

　　She pecks my lips before putting her attention back on everyone else. The next couple of hours are going to be hell because all I will be thinking about is Paisley naked and us fucking! Fuck! The thought is enough to get me aroused.

　　I am going to make sure we both had fun tonight and make the most of it. It will be a one night thing, and I will take advantage of it.