WARNING: Highly suggestive content in this chapter. Please read with caution. 

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Entering a bar in Hong Kong was a bad idea, at least to Johnny. Hong Kong was notorious for their night life and that meant eyes on you all the time. Others would shamelessly check you out and Johnny had to growl at some of them to get them to back off. Johnny could understand why, but he didn’t appreciate it. The dim lighting of the bar made you look y and your red lipstick made your lips shine brightly. He violently shook the inappropriate thoughts out of his mind but they kept coming back.

If I’m feeling like this, the rest are probably feeling the same way. Damn it.

He felt that keeping you by his side that night was of utmost importance, and he tried to do so very boldly.

First of all, Johnny gave you lots of physical contact. His hands lingered a little too close to your inner thigh, moved a little too low down your back and his lips that came close whenever he had to tell you something over the banter of others also lingered closer to your neck than your ears. After a couple of shots of drinks, you were beginning to feel happily tipsy, but not drunk. Secondly, his eyes were glued to you all the time. So of course, when his burning hot gaze penetrated your soul, you were fully aware of it. You stared right back them without hesitation and noted that slight glint of lust behind his hot gaze. For now you decided to ignore it, but you wonder if he would act upon it later at night.

Back at the hotel, you were sitting on the couch with him by your side and instead of watching the movie playing in front of the both of you, you noticed that he was intently watching you instead.

Finally, you had grown frustrated with his antics and in one quick motion, you moved your leg across his sitting form and now you were straddling him. Despite the look of bewilderment on his face, his hands moved up naturally to hold you by your waist.

“What are you doing Lydia?”

“That should be my question instead: what are you planning to do with me?”

He visibly gulped.

“What?”

It must have been the alcohol coursing through your system because you weren’t usually this bold when it came to approaching such topics.

“Come on Johnny, don’t lie. You’ve been especially touchy this evening and you couldn’t keep your eyes off me. I know you want me that way.”

You placed your lips dangerously close to his, pausing there for a moment. Your eyes flickered up seductively just to see his reaction and you could tell that his patience was tested because he was watching you like a hawk and the muscle twitching in his cheek was another sure sign. His grip on your waist, which was now much ti