Hello! This is the second part of my story, I really recommend that you read the first part for context of this second installment. I hope that you all enjoy! I appreciate all comments/suggestions/constructive feedback and love to hear it. Thank you to my editor Azure_skies!
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Moving through the crowded club, I had to squeeze past a decent amount of people to reach the woman that had been occupying my mind ever since the first glance. I would have gotten nervous, but the shots and my post orgasm afterglow shoved it back down. Instead, I had the kind of confidence of being satisfied yet hungry for more. As I ducked past people, standard approaches ran through - I could order her a drink, drop a cheesy pick up line to make her laugh, ask her to dance...
Interrupting my thoughts were the actions of her friends. The couple of guys slipped off towards the dance floor, not before sending a glance my way and a grin hers. The red headed friend who had been right next to her had ordered three shots to be exact. Not to mention, she wasn't sitting next to my girl anymore, but seemed to be in depth while talking to the bartender. This was all too much to be a coincidence, though I'm sure it wasn't a burden for the red head by the way she was chatting up the bartender.
When I finally approached the object of my orgasm, her eyes were already on mine. I smiled and slid onto the bar stool right next to her, but before I could get a word out with any of the approaches I was thinking of, she passed me one of the shots and grinned widely.
"You sure move fast", I wiggled my eyebrows at her, shooting a suggestive grin back.
The gorgeous woman laughed, "Figured a drink is always the perfect introduction, Arie." Her eyes glimmered when she said my name. She pronounced it with ease and comfort, like she had said it many times before. I had a flash of it rolling out of her mouth, with me between her legs. Though that thought joined the legion of naughty thoughts that had occupied my mind, especially now that I had approached her.
My eyes had poured over her tall frame when I approached, the way her dress cupped her breasts (lucky, lucky dress), how long and smooth her legs were: the way her calves were pronounced by the pair of heels she was wearing. And then her hair, how full and thick it was. I could imagine my fingers threading through it when I was kissing and tonguing her. The final touches being her eyes, the way they invited me and asked me to take a dip in. Maybe someone who wasn't as observant or as focused as me, would not have seen the slight bite mark on her lip, that maybe she bit it if she was nervous...or turned on.
But, hold up. At the same time as these thoughts, I was floored. How did she know my name? I definitely had never met her before, and I would have remembered it if I did. Anyway, I couldn't let her have the upper hand so easily. I looked down at my top, knowing her eyes would follow mine and land on my cleavage, "Hmmm. No name tag here, and I would have definitely remembered if I had met you before." I let my eyes linger noticeably up and down her body, in the kind of way that makes someone blush - not because you don't know what they're thinking, but because you know exactly what they're thinking... "How'd you know my name?"
She leaned toward me, her cheeks a slight tinge of adorable pink underneath the mocha colored skin and masked behind a smirk. Her shoulder playfully nudged against me, as she shrugged off my look and landed the first touch at the same time, "I have my ways Arie."
If shoulders could become flushed, mine would be after having felt her skin against mine. I searched the possibilities, wondering if she had approached Gina or Kat while I had been in the bathroom... or maybe asked one of the bartenders who know my friends and I as regulars. That could wait though, for now, I was captivated by soft deep brown eyes that were focused on me - lucky me.
Lifting up the shot glass, I clinked it with hers, "For you and your ways", I grinned and we both knocked back the shots. "Though, I think it's time for me to use one of my ways to find out your name..." She laughed and waved her hand at my challenge, "Alright, show me what you've got!"
Her laugh was just as entrancing as every other part of her. I tried to maintain a serious face though, when I tilted my head so that my lips were a few breaths away from her ear. Part of me wanted to change the mood and whisper something else in her ear as she quieted down, whispered that she was fucking beautiful, or that I had touched myself while thinking about her within the same hour as catching sight of her. Instead, I went with my original plan to try and hear some of that bubbly laughter, "My way of finding out your name is something you'd never guess, and it always works... First, I begin by asking..." My voice dropped down another level, "What's your name?"
For a moment, she stayed quiet, and then I was rewarded with a burst of laughter at my silliness, "That doesn't even count as your way, anybody could have done that!"
I just stayed on with the act, trying to fight down the smile, which was impossible around her, "Well, what is it?"
She shook her head and grinned, "Maybe because you're cute, but I guess I'll let you get away with a cop out... this time. My name is Nisha."
"Nisha", I repeated under my breath, trying out the name. She smirked, "Rolls right off your tongue".
