It had been three months since I left Nigeria and started my new life in Canada. Everything felt different, but adapting had been surprisingly easy. I lived in a lodge with about two hundred other workers, all employed in different companies across the country. Our lodge was always buzzing with conversations, laughter, and late-night stories.
That evening, about twenty of us gathered in the common room—fifteen guys and five ladies—relaxing after a long day. Then Shaw burst through the door, his voice full of excitement.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen! We're going to party tonight!"
A loud cheer erupted. "Yeah, Shaw! We gonna party! We believe you!"
I stayed silent, watching them with a small smile. Davies, one of my close friends, noticed my quiet demeanor and smirked.
"Peter, haven't you ever partied before?"
I hesitated before answering, "I have… but only once."
Laughter exploded around me. "Only once?" Davies chuckled. "Are you serious?"
They started teasing, calling me the virgin boy, and I grinned, firing back. "And you're all Mr. and Mrs. Fuckers!" The room roared with laughter, the jokes rolling back and forth.
Shaw, still riding his excitement, leaned forward. "Listen, guys! Last time we partied at Sirus Hotel, I had the wildest experience of my life. I met this woman—sexy, confident, and absolutely dangerous in bed. I swear, I've never been with a woman like that."
His story fired up the group, but Davies turned back to me. "Peter, you don't seem excited about this. Do you not like partying?"
I sighed. "No, I don't."
"Why?" he pressed.
I hesitated. Greenwood, who had been sitting silently, finally spoke. "Peter, we respect everyone's privacy. But if you're comfortable sharing, we'd like to understand. Maybe there's something we can learn from your experience."
The room went quiet, all eyes on me. I clenched my fists, memories pressing against my mind. I had never told anyone about that night before. But for some reason, I felt like letting it out.
I exhaled. "The last time I partied was back home in Nigeria. It was at Villa Hotel in Ikot Akpaden. My friends dragged me there, saying I needed to loosen up. The club was wild—flashing lights, bodies grinding to the music, the scent of alcohol and sweat thick in the air.
I was sitting alone, sipping my drink, when I saw her. She was different. A woman who knew her power. Long legs, perfect curves, a body that screamed trouble. She locked eyes with me, and in that instant, I knew—she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
I walked up to her, my voice steady. 'I want you tonight.'
She smirked, trailing a manicured finger down my chest. 'I don't come for free, sweetheart.'
I smirked back. 'That won't be a problem.'
We danced for an hour, her body pressed against mine, teasing me with slow, deliberate movements. Every grind, every sway of her hips, sent heat surging through my veins. She leaned in, her breath hot against my ear.
'I hope you can handle me.'
By the time we reached the VIP suite, I was already rock-hard. The door barely closed before she pushed me against it, kissing me fiercely. Her tongue slid against mine, her hands tearing at my shirt.
'Strip,' she ordered.
I obeyed.
She stepped back, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor. No underwear. My mouth went dry.
She walked toward me, her fingers grazing my abs before sliding lower. She wrapped her hand around me, stroking slow and teasing. 'Mmm… you're big,' she murmured, lips brushing my jaw. 'I love that.'
I lifted her, throwing her onto the bed. But before I could take control, she flipped us over, pinning my wrists above my head. Straddling me, she rolled her hips, grinding against me with unbearable slowness.
'You don't get to be in charge tonight,' she whispered, eyes burning with desire.
Then she slid onto me, inch by inch, her walls gripping me tight.
"Ahhh… fuck, you're so deep…" she moaned, her head tilting back, eyes fluttering shut. Her movements were slow at first, teasing me, torturing me. Then she picked up speed, riding me hard, taking every inch.
I gripped her hips, trying to flip her, but she pinned me down again. "No touching until I say so," she gasped, rolling her hips faster.
I growled, my restraint snapping. With a swift move, I flipped her onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head. She gasped, her legs wrapping around me.
"Ohhh… yes… fuck me harder…!"
I slammed into her, making her arch off the bed. "Ahhh… this is too much… too big… ahh… you're killing me…!"
Her nails raked down my back as I drove into her, ignoring her breathless whimpers, thinking it was just her way of begging for more. "Ohhh… Peter… it's too deep… slow down…!"
But I was lost in the pleasure, in the way her body clenched around me. She trembled beneath me, her moans turning into cries. Then I saw it.
A drop of blood.
I froze, my heart pounding.
The pleasure evaporated in an instant. I pulled out, watching in horror as another drop of blood trickled down her inner thigh.
She was panting, body still shaking. "What… the fuck…" she whispered.
"You're bleeding," I said, my voice hoarse.
She looked down, her expression shifting from pleasure to shock. "Shit…"
Panic gripped me. I scooped her into my arms and rushed out of the room, hailing the first cab I saw. I took her to the nearest clinic, my mind racing.
The doctor examined her, his face neutral. After a few minutes, he sighed. "She's fine. It's just… she wasn't expecting something your size. You tore her a little."
I felt sick. "But she's a prostitute. She's been with men before…"
The doctor smirked slightly. "Maybe. But not one built like you."
I exhaled shakily as I bought her the prescribed medication. When I returned to her, she looked up at me, her face unreadable.
"You're the biggest I've ever taken," she admitted. "That was… a lot."
I swallowed hard. The blood haunted me.
That was the last time I partied.
The room was silent as I finished my story.
Greenwood finally spoke. "Damn, Peter… that's some heavy shit."
Shaw smirked. "And you're still saying you don't want to party tonight?"
I hesitated, then exhaled. "Alright. Let's go."
The room erupted into cheers.
Tonight, Sirus Hotel awaited.