Free Zane's Busy Bodies: Chocolate Flava 4 by Zane Page B

at me. “From the looks of it . . . you might do just that, Madame Essence.”
    Rain was back in front of us after he mixed more drinks for the other thirsty ladies farther down the bar. Legend covered him by taking over the end he’d abandoned.
    “Encore du vodka, mademoiselles,” he said with his left eyebrow raised.
    “Give me one with cranberry juice,” I replied.
    “Encore!” Colette exclaimed as she shook her ass to the music.
    Rain poured the drinks, smiling, as I admired his well-manicured fingernails. Everything about his appearance was perfect. He licked his lips before asking, “Do you like what you see?”
    “I do,” I admitted timidly.
    When he smiled wider, I felt my skin grow hot from the inside.
    “I’ve never seen you here before. Are you new to the city?” Rain questioned.
    “I’ve been here for a few weeks. Maybe you can show me around sometime,” I flirted, afraid he would reject me.
    “I would love to.”
    “Hopefully, you can show me more than just the city,” I hinted, leaning on the bar.
    He smiled broadly, staring at me with those honey brown eyes before hopping from the other side of the bar easily and gracefully like a gazelle. There was no bar between us anymore. Once I cleared my tightened throat, I felt myself get even hotter.
    “And your name is?” Rain asked.
    Swallowing the hard lump in my throat, I replied, “Essence.”
    “Essence,” he said easily. “I like that. Come with me.”
    As Colette flirted with some guy who was whispering in her ear with his hand easing inside her bikini top, she flashed me a cunning wink and devilish smirk.
    I didn’t know if it was the liquor that had me feeling dazed or if I was under his hypnosis, but I let him take my hand while I followed him through the club to an elevator.
    “Where are we going?”
    “Do you trust me?”
    I wanted to say I barely knew him, but for some reason, I felt so safe with him. “I trust you.”
    He smiled as the golden elevator opened. We went up to the third floor. Holding my hand, Rain took slow steps backward out of the elevator. I got the feeling he’d done this many times before, yet I didn’t care.
    We went down a long, dark hallway that was illuminated by red, pulsating lights. He pressed his body on mine so I could rest against one of the many doors in the hallway. My mind wondered what kind of freakiness went on behind them. The mere thought made my clit throb in anticipation of finding out.
    Rain leaned in closer to me before I let him take me into a passionate kiss with his soft tongue.
    “You taste so good,” he whispered against my lips.
    Both of his hands were in my curly hair before he gently moved my head to the side so he could kiss my neck.
    I closed my eyes, feeling him sucking me hungrily. As if he had performed magic, the door I was resting against swiftly opened up on its own. His hands were on the small of my back to catch me before I could fall. I gasped, turning around to see that we were entering a bedroom.
    Once we were inside the candlelit room, the door closed on its own.
    “Pretty cool doors,” I murmured.
    I took a look around the room. Five narrow windows surrounded us. Behind each window, there was a peep show going on. A woman behind each window danced erotically, dressed in barely anything except masks to cover her eyes. Porn was playing on a high-definition flat screen behind the round bed in the center of the room. Goose bumps covered both of my arms.
    “Tell me something about you,” I said, trying to break the ice.
    He whirled me back around to him so he could put his lips to my ear. He whispered sweetly, “I am the unspoken passion women secretly desire. You wonder about the mystery behind my eyes, don’t you?”
    “Yes,” I whispered back.
    “I am sex, upright and poised. I am the lover you dream of.”
    I shuddered underneath his touch, enthralled by every word that came from his thick lips. Every inch of my skin crawled as I moved my hands all