The One Addicted (31 page)

God, he’s so romantic. He thinks of everything.
 

I smile to myself before settling down to FaceTime Finn. He answers almost immediately and excitedly tells me all about his day and how he and Grampa went swimming and for Maccy D’s afterwards. I cover my iPad screen with kisses, and only stop after his giggling protests stop and he tells me that he has to go now Mummy, he has to go beat Gramps at Snakes and Ladders.
 

“Who were you talking to?”

I look up into Seb’s inquisitive face - tanned and wet from his shower, his hand towelling his hair and a second towel tied low on his hips. Yum! “I was on with Finn.”

His face softens. “How is he?”

“Bonkers!”

“Gets that from his mother.” He ducks the cushion I wang at his head with the grace of a boxer.

“You OK, baby?”

“Mmm hmmmm.” He knows me well enough to leave it alone, for now. I’m missing my son and more so tonight. I’ve loved our time away but I’ll be more than ready to see him in a couple of days - to inhale his Finn scent and enjoy being Mum again.

“Only two more days and we’ll see him.”

We’ll
see him. I like the sound of that, even if it was a slip of his words.
 

*****

A couple of hours later we’ve eaten at a new tapas restaurant offering a selection of Greek, Lebanese, Italian, Spanish and Moroccan to name but a few of the choices of different cuisines and yet again I had found it more than difficult to eat. Perhaps I was just tired?

I feel Sebastian sling his arm loosely around my waist and draw me too him as we walk away from the restaurant, with Abs and Nathan close on our tails.

“So guys, it’s still early - are we going to call it a night or go for a slice of the Dubai nightlife?” Nathan calls from behind.

Seb’s fingertips locate my bare skin where my camisole has come free from my skirt and my large pashmina is open, and strokes sensuously at my waist sending my body into overdrive. I craved him. We’d just spent three days in The Maldives, with on tap, non-stop, 24hour sex, no restrictions, no interruptions, no company and since arriving in Dubai that had all changed and my bits were not impressed.

“I have an idea.” Sebastian’s deep resonating voice pours over me making my nipples hard at the vibrations he causing between our bodies. “Let’s do a club.”

“Which one bro?”

“Barracuda.”

“Ooh I’m up for a bit of a dance Lu, you up for it?”

Abby is always up for a dance but tonight all I wanted was to go back to the hotel and take my gorgeous man to bed. Seb senses my reluctance and reading my mind whispers, “Don’t worry, baby, we’ll go have a dance together, where at least we can touch one another without feeling like we’re going to be arrested. Then, I’ll take you back to our hotel; to bed - to heaven.”
   
His sexy smile is my undoing and I feel my reluctance slipping away as we head in the direction of the nightclub. I nod and hear Nathan explaining the place to Abby. Apparently Fridays, as well as Thursdays are the hottest nights out in Dubai, so we were at least up for a good night.
    
“Can we… you know… there?”

   
Nathan chuckles. “Baby, we can ‘you know’ whenever you want but in a club, you dirty little minx.”

    
“No… I meant, can we kiss?”

   
“It’s in a hotel, baby – most tourist clubs
are
in Dubai. So we
can
kiss, we’re just not supposed to on the streets - publicly.”

    
“It only makes me want you more.”

    
“I know exactly what you mean
A
, but in the United Arab Emirates you can get arrested for sleeping with a man you’re not married to.”

   
“You’re joking me - right? How do people have sex?”

    
“In secret and certainly not in public places.”

“Well, I wasn’t going to jump you on the dance floor - you should be so lucky.”

   
I listen to all this with awe and Abby’s annoyance at Nathan’s expectation that she would just desire him at all times of the day. The problem was I understood completely and she did, as did I with Seb. The Silver charm and Dubai cocktail was a lethal combination.

I step in to defend her. “God - I knew the laws were strict about these things but I hadn’t realised so much so. I’ve seen plenty of single girl and guy groups, since we’ve arrived with nothing on their minds but drinking, clubbing and sexing it up.” I rub Ab’s shoulder in support and instinctively my eyes are drawn to mine and Seb’s clasped hands, as we walk behind our friends and I pull away from his grip in panic. Maybe we shouldn’t be touching at all in the open?

    
“What’s wrong, baby?”

 
“Should we be flirting with danger?” I wiggle my fingers to show him my meaning.

“I haven’t touched you properly for over two hours. I’ll be damned if I’m not holding your bloody hand.”
 

  
I relax as his strong tanned hand firmly clasps mine and draws it to his mouth for a light peck before letting our arms swing between us.

    
“Even if we get arrested?”

  
“Don’t worry, Lu, I’ll always be on hand to get you off!”

    
And don’t I know it you cocky arrogant, sexy bastard!

    
The thought of finally being able to touch him again openly, sounded good to me. I crave his touch, his fingers and tongue bringing me to orgasm. I shuffle uncomfortably to appease the flutters of awakening beginning to throb between my thighs. There’s no way I could live in a country where PDA was frowned upon not with such a delicious man on tap. I’d be sectioned.

*****

The Barracuda club is another beautifully manufactured glass building, designed in dark purples, magentas and greens, with thumping dance beats and neon cocktails; Abby is in her element the second we step through the door. We head straight to the bar, where I see two doormen barricading tall white double leather doors. “What’s through there? The restaurant?”

I catch Nathan’s smile and his hand gestures point to Seb to answer, whilst he pays the tab for the drinks. “Through those doors you will find temptation.”

Seriously, what’s with all the cryptic bullshit? I raise my brows to Seb in question.

“Baby, if you liked the ambience of Scarlet House
 
- you’ll love this. It’s all about the
build
.”

It suddenly dawns on me what he means and my brain frazzles with images of what is secreted behind those two doors. Scarlet House had been one hell of an experience I was looking forward to repeat in the near future. However, at the same time I’m surprised, after all we are in Dubai, where not only is alcohol a no-no amongst its patriots, sex and the female form are hidden and taboo.
 

“How did you find a place like this in Dubai? Surely it’s completely illegal?”

“Not really. There are several of these kind of clubs in the area. All are run out of a hotel, and designed for single men to come and meet single working women for the night. It’s discreet and only for select members at an exclusive membership fee. This is not something to talk about and you will not see a local here – it’s purely for the hedonistic tourists in the Marina.”

“Working women – like a dating agency?” Abs registers.

Nathan hands us our drinks. “Not really… but I suppose you could say you stay for a while and use its facilities in a similar way. It’s certainly run as a hotel to get around the strict legalities but the working women are…”

“Pro’s, Abs. You know prostitutes.” I whisper the latter under my breath.
Abby spins to look at me in shock. “Really? How saucy?” Well how will we be allowed in there then if we aren’t?”

“We’ll just have to play along, won’t we? We’ll be seen as one of their kind.”

Abby and I both look at each other and back to our sexy men, so in control of the situation, before nodding our heads. We head towards the first dour looking doorman, who approves Seb’s then Nathan’s plastic Club business card, which is black with a crested logo on the front. He speaks into his mike, then receives a transmission back before the door clicks open, allowing us to pass through. We go from a darkened nightclub with bright spots of neon lighting, to utter blackness and a long imposing passageway. It was like walking into a sexy cinema and instinctively I feel for Seb - I need not, as he is by my side, his hand in the small of my back at all times.
 

I can feel my throat grow dry, and I draw in the breath I’d been holding since that door opened. The anxiety is palpable but the excitement is so intense. I don’t know what to expect. All I know is I’m with my man and I want him. It’s dark and I’d be happy to find a corner of the room and make-out like teenagers for a while before heading back to the hotel. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight that hits me, as we reached the end of the black corridor and turn into the secret
Members Only
Club’.

It was like walking in on a colony, where men were desperate to copulate. Attractive women of all ages, sizes, skin tones and from all countries, conferred, mixed, danced and laughed with eager men, all desperate to select their prize for the night. All the women were clothed, but only just. I watched as one woman in a booth, sits opposite a man, her bare foot brazenly massaging his cock through his trousers, whilst she sucked hard on a red lollipop. Another two stunning girls, who appeared of Eastern European decent, were sitting on either side of a guy who seemed happy to sit back and enjoy their beauty, whilst playing cards with his mates. Perhaps living the dream?
    
We head further into the oval room, where steps lead to several other doors and I wonder what novelties lie behind them. Sebastian directs us to a velvet booth, which is sunken into the floor and I sit down, happy to continue people watching.
 

Sebastian slides in beside me, his hand immediately finding my thigh beneath the table, whilst Abs joins me to my right. She leans in and whispers, “Nathan makes me bold. Am I bad to be enjoying all this filthiness?”

I grin at her. “Not at all. It’s just a bit of fun and look at them Abs? I don’t know about you, but Sebastian makes me …..

Nathan stretches his arms around Abby and draws her into his chest. “What are you two beauties whispering about?”

“Why us, of course.” Seb winks at me, arrogance oozing from his pores. He was right, of course, unfortunately.
 

“We were talking about naughtiness,” Abby pouts and I roll my eyes, she was terrible at secrets. “I for one am enjoying being introduced to new challenges.” I watch, as she plays Nathan beautifully, biting her lip just at the right time. His eyes are drawn to her mouth and his jaw suddenly tenses. He was definitely a goner where she was concerned.
 

“Ok, ladies, question for you. Men love porn, why don’t women?”

I snap my head in Seb’s direction, surprised at his random and rather outspoken question and he shrugs, giving me that irresistible look, that combined sex - God with puppy dog eyes so well. “Porn? Really? Do all men like porn - it can be so degrading?”

I flick to Na, who nods with a grin and back to Seb. “Told you. Not all porn - granted, but some. I bet you that in the right setting, watching the right type of porn, with me by your side, you would be like putty in my hands.” He leans in and whispers to me, “… and I won’t make you feel degraded at all - but I will make you beg.”

I know he’s probably right and his words are doing silly things to my nether regions, but I’m not about to let him win. That would be no fun. “You’re an arrogant bastard, Silver and carry on like that and you’ll be watching adult movies tonight on your own with nothing but Madam palm and her five daughters for pleasure.”
 

Na chuckles loudly at my retaliation and pleased with myself, I cross my arms in defiance and Abs does the same. “Yeah, just like she said. No to porn, No to porn!” Before muttering behind her hand. “…but actually I’m up for it, if you fancy trying it later, baby?” She bites her tongue cheekily at Nathan and I swat her playfully. “Hey you, I heard that - who’s side are you on?”