Please, let me have you Recho

"Hold me tightly and explore my whole body... champ! I leave my body to your mercy. Don't be shy." Shamim Mwikhaki told Jaffery Lutta.

Jaffery Lutta didn't have a choice but to satisfy this perverted lass. Nonetheless, he could not help to admit that Shamim Mwikhaki's body was really great. Her skin was soft without any blemishes. Furthermore, her butt was soft to the touch that made Jaffery Lutta not to stop exploring it, he had decided to just let things go, he would not hold himself back, he became so aggressive especially when he swapped Shamim Mwikhaki frame with Recho Wairimu's, he couldn't help but hold Shamim Mwikhaki's ponytail and forcefully kiss her.

"What are you doing?" Shamim Mwikhaki pushed Jaffery Lutta as she gasped for air, though the kiss was abrupt, forceful and short, it exited Shamim Mwikhaki but she knew that Jaffery Lutta was not doing this out of love.

"Just let me have you Recho." Jaffery Lutta said to Shamim Mwikhaki under his breath.

Pa!

"Open your eyes! Look at the person who is in front of you." Shamim Mwikhaki glared at Jaffery Lutta. She was too exasperated in that she didn't even want to dance with him anymore but when she saw the look on his face, she pitied him and took his hand before leading him out of the dancefloor.

"Where are you taking me now?" Jaffery Lutta asked suddenly, he was not under an illusion this time round as he could now think properly after that slap.

"To have a drink of course." Shamim Mwikhaki answered simply.

"If there are some cigarettes added to the equation, then it would be fine." Jaffery Lutta added.

Shamim Mwikhaki didn't use the staircase like Paul Nduta and chose to use the elevator instead.

"It seems like that bitch has taught you a bad habit." Shamim Mwikhaki could not help but snicker. The elevator took them to "I don't know where" floor before opening up.

"Don't talk as if drinking liquor is any lesser than smoking. And also, don't talk stupidity about Recho Wairimu, she is the girl that I love so much. I can do anything for her." Jaffery Lutta warned Shamim Mwikhaki which made her to fume inside especially when the name Recho Wairimu came in. She hated that bitch to the core.

As they walk towards their own table, Jaffery Lutta came to realize that this floor didn't have much disturbance as compared to the floors that he had seen in this club, this was because the people having fun here were only a few individuals who seemed to be among the wealth. Jaffery Lutta was sure that a reservation for this floor was certainly a hefty sum that Shamim Mwikhaki had coughed up just to have them here.

"A bottle of bloodlust wine." Shamim Mwikhaki ordered the waiter who then went back to the counter and came back with a bottle of red wine.

"I don't know you like that bitch so much. You have chased her all this time yet she hasn't even gave you a chance, shouldn't you look at other places?" Shamim Mwikhaki asked after pouring some wine for Jaffery Lutta.

"And where is the other places?"

"It's me of course, you know very well that I like you but you have never appreciated me, why?"

""Eeem..." Jaffery Lutta stretched his hand to take the wine that Shamim Mwikhaki had poured for him but she pulled it away from his grasp, not giving him chance. 

"Wait, I haven't finished yet, not to mention that you also haven't answered my question." Shamim Mwikhaki took out a small hand-knife from her pocket and cut her palm before allowing her blood to sprinkle into the wine glass. She then shook the red wine to mix with the blood after she had tied her injured palm with her handkerchief.

"Here. Have some sips." Shamim Mwikhaki offered Jaffery Lutta the glass of bloodlust wine that she had sprinkled it with her own blood.

[undisputed_shame: awkward is all.]