Kiss Stealer

BELLADONNA: The Deadly Nightshade

10 – Kiss Stealer

Belle laughed as she grabbed the champagne bottle from the table, winking at the boy who had introduced himself as Brayton, "Let's see, tough guy."

Then she deliberately grabbed the neck of the bottle in a pumping motion. She stifled a laugh when she saw the boy glaring greedily. Belle smiled seductively and took a sip of the champagne. Spilled some of the liquid onto her chest, giving off a sensual wet effect.

"Oh, shit, man. You're really deadly!" exclaimed Brayton excitedly. He laughed and clapped "Show me more, baby!"

Belle smiled and licked her lips, "You want more?"

"Hell, yeah!!" Brayton filled with glee. He patted his friend's shoulder who looked calmer, he casually sipped his drink without a care in the world.

"BRING IT ON, BABY!"

Belle glanced at Brayton's friend. Secretly watching the man, thinking who is richer between Brayton and the other guy. His profile is firm, with a broad chest and shoulders. Belle can see his biceps through the folded sleeve of the shirt. A tie hangs loosely around his neck. Brown hair, high jawline with sideburns, kissable lips and a sharp gaze.

Just like her type.

Something inside her makes her shiver when their eyes met. Brown eyes that bore into her heart. Unlike Brayton, this mysterious guy looks so calm, that no one can bothered him.

He was sitting there when Tracy walked toward him and gave him a lap dance. Tracy has a the best lap dance record. She can make gay man become straight when she starts twerking.

But this man doesn't seem interested. He just sat there, sipping his drink and staring blankly into the air.

Oh, yeah. He's definitely a catch!

Belle walking slowly to Tracy, she seems annoyed with the guest who doesn't give her any response she wanted.

"My turn, gal." Belle gave her a meaningful smile.

Tracy happily left the uninterested guy and turned to the more responsive Brayton.

"Hey, there." Belle whispered as she spread her arms around the guy's shoulders. They face to face, Belle standing looking down at the guy. He had an intense gaze, it felt like Belle was drawn into it, diving into those molten brown eyes that looked both warm and freezing.

She felt contradicted by looking into his eyes, mysterious. Belle likes adventure and challenges. Unraveling the mystery of those brown eyes was her mission now.

Slowly, she pulled the guy's tie and whispered, "Wanna play some?"

The guy looked at her and gave a slight nod, "OK."

His voice evoked the hair behind her neck. Awaken the hidden passion that's been kept for so long. Oh, shit. She thinks she's in trouble now.

Belle smiled and pulled the tie so that Mysterious Guy was leaning towards her. He blinked as his gaze fell on Belle's shimmering wet breasts.

"You know, it actually feels sticky and wet." Belle said while pointing at her breasts, "but because there's a rule 'You can stare but you can't touch. So, no baby, you can't touch me. But I can touch you."

His eyes moved to look at Belle and narrowed "So you can touch me, everywhere?"

Belle shrugged her shoulders "If I want to."

"Do you want to?"

Hell. This guy is something!

Unable to prevented, a laugh slipped from Belle's lips.

"You look beautiful."

Belle was taken aback. No man who came here ever said anything like this. They will scream with naughty, dirty and sometimes harassing words. They were trying to seduce her, trying to get into her pants but with no avail.

Nobody said she was beautiful. They never saw her face, no one said her breast were beautiful. No, they said the most disgusting complimentary Belle had ever heard.

"Thanks, Gorgeous. But I won't sucking your dick." Belle said, she took off his gray tie, "so tell me, are you Mr. Grey?"

The guy laughed. The most melodious laugh she ever heard tonight. There was a sense of satisfaction because she managed to make the guy laugh, "I can be your Mr. Grey tonight."

Belle smiled seductively and pushed the guy against sofa. She sat on his lap and leaned over to whispered in the guy's ear. Their position so close that Belle could feel the fine hairs on his cheeks, "But I won't be your Anna. She's too naïve and I'm not that naïve."

She could feel the guy stiffen beneath her. Belle sighed in his ear, "What do you think, baby?"

This is insane!

She had never seduced a guest before. But when they met, Belle couldn't help but falling for him. Something attracted them, like magnets that attract each other.

His mysterious demeanor intrigued Belle. And when they sit close together like this, it just feels right. No awkwardness. No disgust. Belle had to admit she was often disgusted with some of the guests from time to time.

"Kiss me."

Belle frowned, the guy had a way to make she stunned. Every word that came out of his lips was shocking, as if pushing Belle to do something she never did.

Push her limit. Tempted her. Seducing her with his own unique way.

Their gaze met. Liquid brown eyes with boring hazel green.

"Your lips …." He whispered while looking at her lips, "kiss me."

"Why?" Belle asked as she leaned over. Her soft breath caressed his skin.

"I want you to."

"What if I don't want to?" Belle asked, deliberately toying with him. Consumed and frustrating him.

"I know you wanted it, too." He said, sound very confident.

She bet all of her tip tonight, that this guy is a womanizer.

"You can't kiss me, remember?" Belle reminded him, "the golden rules." She talked about the 'You can stare but you can't touch rule' they were talking about before.

"Fucking useless rule!" he whispered rashly, Belle knew that guy was now in her grip. Nice, let's play a little bit more.

"I can touch you." Belle caressed his face, her fingers running along his sideburn, her fingertips touched lightly against his lips, playing a little with the lips that looked so inviting to kiss. To be honest, Belle was curious about what it felt like to kiss that guy.

As if knowing that Belle wanted the same, the guy opened his mouth and kissed Belle's fingertips and whispered seductively, "I pay you for that kiss."

Belle smirked, "How about you give me your name?"

"Name?"

"Yeah. You didn't have one?" Belle asked, gently patting the tip of the guy's nose with her index finger, "tell me your name and I'll kiss you senseless until you see the stars and forget everything."

"So, you can tell me my name if I forget who I am?" he chuckled.

"Bingo!"

The guy smile at her and whispered, "It's Gavin."

"Well, Gavin. I think it's your lucky night …." Belle whispered back and pulled his face then kissed him.

The kiss was slow but intense as hell. Belle didn't want to end it too soon. Gavin's lips felt so different than any other guys. She never imagined she would kiss a stranger and enjoy it.

The voice in the back of her head screamed telling her to stop this dangerous, impulsive act. Yes, she that this kiss would get her into trouble.

Belle felt a hand creeped up her naked back. Gavin's big arms hugged her tightly, pressing their bodies together. Locked her up in a sitting position on the guy's lap. Stifled sighs and moans escaped Gavin's throat, arousing Belle's wild passion.

She grabbed Gavin's shoulder then her hand gripped the hair on Gavin's nape as she deepens their kiss.

One of her hand pushed Gavin onto his back, in the blink of their eyes, Belle changed their position. Now Gavin lying on top of her.

Belle felt Gavin's tongue pushing her lips open. Belle gave her permission; she opened her mouth to give him access and their tongues dances. A groan that sounded like growl slipped from his throat.

Belle smiled, satisfied. Looks like the guy has seen the stars.

Now is the time.

In a flash moment, Belle pulled something out of Gavin's pocket.

Got it.

Now she doesn't have to worry about looking for some place to live.

She got what she needed.

Problem solved.

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