Chapter 6 Craving

Hunter approached the dance floor where the girl was dancing. When he reached her he stood in front of her and looked into her eyes smiling. She was smiling back at him too and still moving. She was much shorter up close and looked younger too, twenty maybe. Not older than twenty-one. Hunter wasn't much of a dancer himself, so he watched her body, trying to memorize the steps and then slowly join in. She looked down at his feet as he copied her steps and then looked back up at him and they began laughing.

Hunter noticed that when she laughed, her face brightened up and she looked like the happiest person on earth. With their eyes glued to each other, they laughed and danced like they were the only two people on that dance floor. Hunter couldn't remember the last time he's had so much fun with just one bottle of Hew Point in his system. Never.

"I'm Hunter." He shouted over the loud music so she could hear him.

"I'm Becca." She responded.

"Nice meeting you." He held out a hand to her. They were still dancing.

"Same here. Your dance moves are crazy!" She said giving him her hand.

Her hand was soft and warm, he held onto it and raised it to his mouth and kissed the back of her hand slowly while maintaining eye contact. She did not look away, she stared back as though trying to tell him something. Hunter understood the message, the time for the friendly talk was now over and she wanted something more. His eyes told her that he understood her request and would gladly serve. All of a sudden, the deejay changed the upbeat song that was playing and put a slow song. The people around exalted, shouting praises at the deejay and found their partners and started slow dancing. Hunter and Becca stopped dancing and looked at everyone finding their partners. She looked unsure about slow dancing and quickly turned away in an attempt to escape but Hunter took her hand before she could escape him.

"Come on..." He told her. She didn't hear his voice because of the music but she had read his lips.

She smiled but this time she looked a little nervous. But still, she let him pull her close to him slowly. She then threw her arms around Hunter's neck and then laughed because Hunter looked surprised, he did not expect that. Hunter laughed at her silliness and then placed his hands around her waist. They started moving to the slow song.

They didn't speak, just locked eyes and continued moving to the slow rhythm. Their faces were not too far apart. Hunter couldn't resist looking from her huge black eyes to her red plump lips. He looked back into her eyes and saw her eyes slowly moving from his eyes to his lips, and lingering there. And when she stared back into his eyes and gave him a mischievous smile, he knew she was not afraid of him, and she was not afraid to show him what she wanted with her eyes. She might have been younger in age, but he could see she was a big girl. Maybe she could handle him.

Hunter then smiled, feeling pleasure spur into his veins, he placed his hand on her tummy and slowly went around her until her back was facing him. He placed both his hands on her waist and slowly pulled her back against him. With her body against him, he could see and feel that she wasn't plumteous like he liked, her body fitted against him and even left some space along her edges. For some reason, he felt attracted to her nonetheless. He placed the side of his face against hers, and could smell the soft rosy smell of her perfume. He closed his eyes, letting his craving for her build up as they moved slowly.

After a few seconds, she half turned around in an attempt to look at Hunter's face so he gave her some space to turn around and face him. They stopped dancing. Her eyes was no longer subtle and asking, it was eager and demanding now. Hunter watched the disco lights bounce on her every now and again. She then stepped closer to Hunter and this time when her eyes moved from his eyes to his lips, she pulled Hunter by his shirt and they began kissing. She began tugging at his shirt more and more as if she wasn't getting enough, that's when Hunter placed his hand around her neck, holding her chin and breaking the kiss.

'"You wanna get out of here?" He said in her ear, his hand still around her neck.

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

"There's some rooms two streets away–" He stopped short when she shook her head abruptly.

"Do you stay alone?" She asked him.

Hunter nodded slowly, unsure why she would ask him that.

"Then let's go to your place." She said. "Call an uber."

"I've just had one Hew, my car is outside, I can drive." He told her.

She looked up at him and the corners of her lips slightly began turning upwards and then she took Hunter's hand and began leading him out of the dance floor. Hunter tried looking back for Joe to signal him that he was leaving but Joe's back was towards them.

As they left the club Hunter tried his best not to look in the direction of the bar just incase the bartender, Bella was seeing him leave with someone else. When they were outside, Becca let him lead her on.

Hunter quickly pulled out his phone and messaged Joe: Your boy got lucky. See u whenever.

Hunter's red car looked good as they approached it, it looked squicky clean and new. Although he was already taking Becca home, he knew that he had just scored bonus points with her because of his sweet ride. I mean, which girl doesn't find a man with a good car more attractive? He felt like spanking the boot of his car, just as a thank you note to it for looking so damn good under the starry sky.

He opened the passenger door for her and waited for her to step in. He waited for her pointy heel to step into the car before he shut the door and went around to the driver's side. He already knew that he was about to fly all the way home cause the flame was already burning and he didn't want it to burn out. He kept his two fingers on his right hand crossed half-way home for any traffic cops.

"Do you have music?" She asked him.

"The radio?"

She chuckled. "No, like music that you listen to in the car, aside from the radio."

He often connected his phone Bluetooth to the car but he knew that the music he listened to were not romantic at all. He wasn't going to take the risk. His music wouldn't only burn out the flame but it would totally get rid of evidence that a fire even burnt there.

"Nah..." He responded. "I just listen to the radio."

She turned the radio on and began going through the channels. She stopped at one station playing a song Hunter has never heard and she began singing to it looking at Hunter, expecting him to join in.

Hunter just smiled. She was so intriguing to him, he'd never come across a girl like this before. Maybe because she was so young. He wanted to ask her how old she was but he didn't want to spoil the mood.

"You don't know this song?" She stopped singing and asked him.

He shook his head.

"Do you live under a rock?" She asked him.

He shook his head again.

"No, for real. Do you live under a rock?" Her tone was grim. "Is that where you are taking me?"

Hunter laughed, not at her joke but at how serious she looked asking something so silly.

She then smiled and looked out of the window in the dark. She put down her window, letting the wind blow through her hair. She looked so happy and the strange part was that she didn't seem drunk. Hunter had thought that she was drunk when he had first seen her but now, sitting next to her, it didn't seem like it.