Surrender Your Sensations

I caught my breath and my heart was beating fast when Rupert-guy and I finished kissing. He was the one who ended the kiss the moment the blinding lights and the banging music of the bar returned.

I was looking at him intently as both of my hands were placed on his chest. The sparkling thing on his bottom lip really caught my attention. I could not take my eyes away from it as I recalled how the cold metal touched my lips in each stroke of his lips against mine.

That was really sexy.

“Lip piercing,” he whispered in my ear as both of his arms wrapped around my body.

I was so holding on to his shoulders when he started swaying his body, taking me with him. We danced like the people around us. Our bodies were so close to each other. My chest was actually pressed against his and I could feel the thing in between his jeans pants as he grind his hips on my lower body.

Everyone was dancing along with the hyper music of the bar. I was amazed at the man I was dancing with now because of his aggressive actions. I had never had a chance to meet someone like him. I lived my life inside my four-walled hospital room before which hindered me to actually have a life.

“So, you’re flirting with me?” I asked directly as I started dancing with him. My hand caressed his naturally-disheveled hair as we grind and bump in each other.

He chuckled before tucking a loose strand of my hair. “Am I?”

Unconsciously, my hand dropped on his cheek and the pad of my thumb caressed the shiny thing on his lips. Indeed, it was a piercing.

“You like my piercing?” His head turned to the side and then our bodies’ movements became slower- more sensual.

I grinned at him before I leaned closer. “Yeah. This is sexy. Because of this piercing, I can remember you,” I pointed out before hovering my lips on his.

“I hope you find love on that midnight kiss, people!”

My attention was caught by the emcee who was on the center stage. The whole crowd became more hype as they responded with a roaring scream.

So, that was a midnight kiss? Hmn… That’s a great start for what I was looking forward to this night- Not love though, but someone to spend the night with.

I want to be a bolder and fiercer version of myself as I live this second life of mine. I would like to start tonight; where I would be the woman with no inhibition; and free from all the standards and expectations that could hinder me from embodying my true self.

“You’re a great kisser,” I said to Rupert as I looked back at him.

Unlike earlier, we were now dancing slowly; swaying side-by-side as I placed both of my hands on his shoulders and his hands on the sides of my waist. I bet my long hair, reaching my waist, tickled his hands as I swayed my body to the music.

“Am I?” he teased before he leaned forward and gave me a peck on my lips.

I was stunned at the same time that my heartbeat quickened. No matter how much I tried to conceal his effect on me, I failed miserably. This Rupert-guy was someone who got into my system after kissing me deliciously. He got this tingly and sensational effect on me and on my body, seeping through every fiber of my body.

I took a deep breath before grinning to try to hide the strange tickle he caused me. “Your voice is quite hoarse but it has a good pitch. Your perfume is also manly- too manly for my nose, though.”

I was never the kind of person who beat around the bush. I was more telling it directly to someone’s face.

“I think I heard that.” He chuckled and that made me raise my brow in confusion.

We met again, woman, I remembered him saying before the lights turned out and he kissed me. He had been talking to me since earlier as if we had already met. That was a possibility. Maybe we already met or he saw somewhere. Maybe I just could not remember him because of my face blindness.

Anyway, I thought he would be insulted by what I said about the things I noticed about him but he was not. So, I smiled. Right now, I was convinced that he was the right guy to give my v-card.

I mean, I need someone who could tolerate the real me- no filter and no pretensions.

“Do you want to live, not just survive tonight?” I repeated a line from the song he sang earlier.

I felt his hand travel from my waist to the deep of my back. Since I was just wearing a tight little backless halter dress, reaching just above my knees, I felt his soft caress directly on the skin of my back. I gasped on the warm contact and the hot tingles which made me arched my back.

I bit my bottom lip when he kissed my cheek down to my chin.

“Such a tease,” I whispered when he sucked my chin and then licked it with his hot tongue.

My grip tightened on his shoulders.

“My gig is over. I would love to join you,” Rupert-guy said before he leaned his forehead on mine.

Heat and unexplainable desire took over me. “Let’s go then, Rupert.”

“Rupert Santos is the name.”

“Oh, I’m Meredith Kaye Santiago,” because of our closeness, I could see his eyes clearly. I stared back at his hungry and lustful stare. “I’m a virgin,” I blurted out.

His eyes widened because of shock for a bit of seconds. Then, his eyes became clouded of lust and need.

I, on the other hand, started breathing raggedly. This was his effect on me. For some unknown reason, this guy I just met managed to affect me more than I expected him to do so.