DESTINY

BARBIE

He couldn't get his eyes off my bossom. I could see his lustifull eyes straying randomly all over my whole body. It was evident that he wanted me. Yeah! He loved what he saw. I shifted nervously on the chair. I shied away from the feeling of his eyes boring into my flesh. I was in one of those hunting sprees and I had made prostitution my full time job. I knew I had him in my palms therefore I started biting my lips seductively, licking on them alternatively.

I took my glass of champagne and walked towards him, swaying my hips, making my melons bounce as I approached him.

"Waooh! Marvelous!"

It's all he could master his strength and say.

"Like what you see?"

I asked him, putting a finger on my exposed cleavage and pushing the crop top downwards.

"Mmmmh...!"

It's all he could murmur and say.

He couldn't get his sexy eyes off my breasts.

"Can I join you?"

I asked him, winking wickedly.

" Yeah, sure, why not?"

He said as he licked his already moist lips lustifully.

I couldn't help but imagine that tongue licking my pussy, and the lips sucking on my clit. I was dripping wet already.

He pulled a seat for me next to him still devouring me with his eyes.

"Ahw! He must be a gentleman!"

I thought within myself.

" Oh! You're having a martini? You must be a hardcore!"

I asked as I made myself comfortable.

" Come on lady, martini ain't that tough!"

He signalled a waiter and ordered him to bring me a whole bottle of Caprice red dry wine.

That's how I liked my wine.

We drunk in silences as he kept on stealing glances towards me.

I couldn't help but seduce him more, biting my lips randomly and even going to an extend of sucking on my fingers. I was definitely horny.

Horny as fuck..

"What's your beautiful name sweety?"

"I am Barbara."

I replied, winking.

"But you can call me Barbie!"

" Wait! What a sweet name for a beautiful babe like you!"

I winked shyly.

" Are you flirting with me?"

"What do you think uh? I'm Jasper. You can call me Jas."

"Jasper sounds more sexy!"

I couldn't help but smile when I saw a gap between his front teeth.

I imagined him sucking my clit then letting it pass through the gap.

"Ahhhw!"

I winced, ignorant of his presence.

" Come on girl, are you drooling over me?"

" Hell no! I mean how?"

" I can see it all in your eyes!"

I shied away, giggling within myself.

" Can we go to somewhere private, I'd like to talk to you privately."

"It's okay."

He called the waiter and settled the bill then led the way.

I staggered behind him, not sure where he was taking me.

I came back to my senses when I saw him pass the reception, and signalled me to join him in the elevator going upstairs.

That's when I remembered that he looks unfamiliar. He's not one of those guys who come to the club and leave.

"Where are you from Jasper!?"

The question sounded irrelevant though.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because the local men here can't afford this hotel's accommodation rates!"

" Let's just say, I'm among the different few!"

" Come on. Don't be ridiculous."

We stopped on the third floor, and he took a card from his pocket and he just waved it at the door lock and it gave way.

"Wait!"

I exclaimed.

I followed him inside and I can swear with my life that I've never seen such an executive hotel room before.

"Welcome lady! Feel at home."

I managed to murmur a thank you.

I sat in the couch, feeling it's texture with my fingers. It was pure leather. Many times I had gone hunting into that hotel but never did I imagine myself entering into any of the rooms, leave alone sleeping there.

He placed our unfinished drinks on the glass table and sat beside me, as he got rid of his shoes.

I also removed my heels and kicked them aside.

Ghetto blood was still in my veins.

Don't blame me though.

See, I was brought up in a slump where having access to basic necessities was quite a hustle.

However, my parents worked their asses off to see me and my siblings through school. I'm the first born in a family of four. Three boys and one girl, I being the only girl.

My parents believed that being a girl, one needs to learn basic house chores like washing utensils, cooking, taking care of your siblings, and so forth.

That wasn't different till life became unbearably tough when my parents were killed during interclans clashes.

My three brothers were left under my care when I was barely sixteen.

I had to put on the grown ups shoes and embrace life.

I did menial jobs after school and during holidays.

When I cleared my high school education, I left my brothers under my uncle's care and went to the city to look for greener pastures.

I met a primary school friend who introduced me to the kind of life I'm leading right now!