novelraw Chapter 242: Why Do You Feel So Hot?
Chapter 242: Why Do You Feel So Hot?
The lights seemed to appear really far away, then they appeared quite close. Natalia felt her vision blur unsteadily as she danced along with her friends. Lilian kept encouraging her with a smile, but she could feel cold sweat beginning to pool at her brows.
Lilian began to dance with a guy who she said something to. Natalia didn’t think much of it as the guy Lilian was dancing to spoke to his friend while pointing in her direction. The friend looked at Natalia, then nodded in understanding before he began to approach her.
Natalia didn’t feel like herself since coming to the dance floor. A weird feeling was rising in her for some reason; she felt slightly hot one moment, then cold the next. However, she waved it off as the effects of the alcohol since it was her first time having some.
She could feel a pair of hands grab her waist as someone began to dance with her. It wasn’t unusual for guys to come up and dance while she was freely swaying on the dance floor, or perhaps it was the slight intoxication, but Natalia didn’t think much of it and danced with the guy. And since she had seen Lilian dancing with his friend, she let her guard down, trusting Lilian wouldn’t set her up with any bad person.
However, a while later, the guy’s hands suddenly started roaming down her body. She could feel his hands caressing down her hips then snaked behind to cup her ass. That weird feeling came up again, but Natalia quickly pushed the guy away from her, feeling uncomfortable at how lewdly he was touching her.
The guy mouthed a few words as she pushed him away, but Natalia couldn’t hear a word of what he said due to the loud music, and she didn’t care to go closer to hear him. She couldn’t fully make out his expression either because her vision was getting blurry for some reason. Natalia decided to leave the dance floor, thinking she probably couldn’t handle alcohol well enough.
But then she didn’t want Lilian and the girls to worry about her, so she approached Lilian, who was dancing and chatting, whispering to a guy and laughing, to inform her.
"Hey, what’s wrong?" Lilian asked worriedly, turning to Natalia, who patted her to get her attention.
"I don’t feel so well, it’s probably the alcohol. I’ll just go home and sleep it off," Natalia said into Lilian’s ears, but before she could leave, Lilian suddenly grabbed her arm.
"Hey, wait, you can’t go home all alone like this, you seem tipsy. What if something bad happens to you on the way?"
Natalia felt like Lilian’s words were logical, but then she couldn’t just stay there when she was feeling this bad, and she didn’t want to ruin the fun for the girls by asking to be escorted home.
"How about this? I’ll book a private room. The girls and I will join you in the room later, but for now, you go have some rest. I’ll just call home later and inform them I’m sleeping over at a friend’s place to finish homework."
Natalia thought about it for some time. She thought her words sounded reasonable, so she nodded in agreement.
"Alright, c’mon." Lilian pulled her along. Natalia couldn’t really tell much of what was happening around her at this moment because everything had become even more blurred in her vision. She could barely stand properly, but what was more uncomfortable was the blazing heat in her body. It almost felt as if she’d been plunged into a bucket of flames. If she didn’t retain a bit of her rationality, she would probably have torn her own clothes off.
"Please help my friend here to room 501, she needs to get some rest." Natalia heard Lilian’s voice asking someone, but she couldn’t clearly see who it was. All she knew was that an arm circled her waist and began to lead her away.
Natalia could perceive a male scent, which seemed to worsen the feeling plaguing her. It was as if she was slowly losing control of her own body, but she found herself leaning into whoever was holding her. She almost glued her body to whoever the person was.
At this point, the rational part of her that was thinking had slowly vanished from her completely. She just wanted relief from this burning feeling, and her instincts seemed to be pushing her to the male scent of the person holding her.
She could hear the sound of a door being pushed open, and the person helped her into the room, then went in along with her. Immediately, the door closed, the person began to touch her lewdly, his hands groping her in places she had never once allowed a man to touch her before. But for some reason, she let it happen; her thoughts were no longer with her.
She felt her back suddenly land onto a bed, and the shadow of a person was about to come over her when a loud sound rang, as if the doors had been kicked open.
"Get away from her," a male voice ordered.
"Who the hell are you to barge into my room without permission? Get out!" the guy close to her yelled.
But all of a sudden, a pained grunt sounded, along with glass shattering, with sounds of punches hitting flesh. It sounded like a fierce fight was going on, but after some time, the guy who had brought her into the room cried pleadingly,
"Stop! Stop... stop hitting me! I’ll leave... I’ll leave the girl!"
"Scram!" the second male voice ordered, and more sounds of a person running away rang again before the doors seemed to be shut again.
By this time, sweat had soaked her clothes already as Natalia writhed on the bed uncomfortably.
She could feel a hand come on her forehead as if to feel her temperature.
"Why do you feel so hot, are you sick?" she heard the voice ask; there was a tinge of concern in his tone.
She couldn’t respond. Though she could hear everything, she still wasn’t in her right frame of mind to be able to give a reply.
As the person seemed to move closer to examine her, she could perceive the intoxicating scent of masculine cologne. It suddenly intensified the feeling in her body, and she moved, grabbing the person’s collar. He fell over her, and her lips caught his own desperately.
The person atop her went stiff for some time before coming back to his senses, wanting to pull away, but her arms further wrapped around his neck, tightening her hold on him. Her body wanted so much, she arched and pushed herself into him, letting her tongue peel his mouth open, hungrily kissing him intensely.
The person seemed to put up some resistance; he wanted to pull away, but he didn’t want to use so much force he’d hurt her. However, his resistance slowly died down, and he kissed her with an equal amount of energy.