Midas is a trendy pub that attracts party goers with its lively music and booze. 

Upon entering, a receptionist placed a glow in the dark wristband on Cassie's wrist. It has an embossed golden 'M' symbol that looks like an inverted 'W' on it. The receptionist nodded towards the door where two men were standing on each side. They were wearing black shirts with the same symbol like her wristband. She raised her arm to show the wristband to them. They opened the door for her to enter and immediately closed it behind her when she was inside. 

She was greeted by a loud music and recognized the song Chocolate by Big Boi at once. Brian pointed out several times before that it was the perfect song for Blaze.

Moving forward from the door, she came to a balcony with spiral staircases on each side. Cassie turned to survey the place. There were high rise platforms with railings where some provocatively dressed girls danced to the music the DJ on one platform was playing. Moving her focus below, there was a wide dance floor surrounded by couches and tables. Behind those is the bar with its walls decorated with all sorts of alcoholic beverages and high stools were some people are perched.

Cassie searched the crowd for her friends and found them in no time. She immediately descended the stairs and made her way to meet her colleagues. 

Most of them were gathered around one table. Alyzza and Brian were already having a drink sitting beside each other on one couch. They still seemed to pay no attention to each other. Or Alyzza does to be more specific.

Nurse Grace brought another nurse named Leila whose personality is contrary to Grace's. They occupy another couch opposite Brian and ALyzza.

Then, there's the two male residents. Dr. Michael Fisher, who is on his final year of residency like Cassie and has an expertise in infectious diseases. They got along right away on their first day. And Dr. Nathan Chase, who is on his third year of residency and is specializing on oncology. They were both sitting on the high stools by the bar facing their other colleagues and the dance floor. They were both having beer.

"Hey!" she greeted everyone. She pecked her brother on the cheek before sitting next to Alyzza.

"Babe, I never knew you could look so hot!" she whispered admiringly. 

Cassie wore the silver sequined backless mini dress with a rhinestone chain accent that she and Alyzza got the previous day. She matched her dress with a red almond-toe stiletto with ankle straps. It made her unusually confident and she was slightly surprised at how many heads have turned to look at her since she entered the pub.

"I could say the same to you." returning the compliment to her friend. As she has expected, Alyzza looked extremely good on a black dress. But tonight, she took it several notches higher. Her lacy mini dress accentuating her sexy curves. She smiled noticing her brother's unexpected protectiveness over her. 

She stood up and moved towards the bar. Nathan instantly transferred to the next stool. She sat between him and Michael. She ordered tequila and chatted with the two residents who are Cassie's friends on the ED.

"It's a shame Dr. Grant didn't come." Cassie found herself voicing after several shots of tequila.

"Oh! She's over there." Grace said and Cassie turned to look where she was pointing. 

She was obviously having fun as she and James were dancing like there's no tomorrow.

"They look good together, aren't they?" Grace said. Leila nodded and smiled in agreement. 

For a while that was the center of their conversation, oblivious of Cassie's internal struggle to hide her mutinous feeling. The two nurses preferred gossiping about Dr. Grant and James' relationship. They seemed to go on like forever which heightened her exasperation. 

Ignoring them, she turned to continue her chat with Michael and Nathan.

"Are you absolutely sure about that?" Nathan was asking her. She was trying to tell him that the lady he was eyeing up for the last ten minutes have been stealing glances at him.

"If you don't believe me, then let's try something." she said before calling the bartender who has been flirting with her since she arrived. "Grey, my friend here wants to get a drink for that beautiful lady on a yellow dress over there." she said.

"Got it!" Grey said winking at her.

They watched the bartender do as she requested and watched the lady looked at their way.

"Raise your glass and smile." she told Nathan and he obeyed.

"You lady make a very good wingwoman." Michael commented.

"Well, thank you very much." she told Michael, pretending to curtsy while on her seat. " Now, go on. Introduce yourself. Have fun." before pushing Nathan away from them. Michael was just shaking his head as he watched his friend leave.

"And how about you?" Cassie asked Michael.

"Don't bother yourself, Miller. I'm just came here to have fun." he said flatly but she noticed him steal glance towards where Grace and Leila are sitting.

"Hmmm! That kinda sucks. I thought you liked Leila."

"What? How did you...?" he trailed off in disbelief then immediately sighed.

"Hey! Don't think too much." she advised.

"You know, you're really not a bad company. I never really believe in that Ice Princess crap they say about you, Miller." he admitted referring to the rumor about her not having any boyfriend because she's a man hater.

"Have you forgotten, Fisher? I'm not the princess, I'm the queen." and they both laughed hard making their colleagues turn their heads looking curiously at them.

"Oops!" she said and continued laughing their hearts out. Michael called for another drink.

"If looks could kill, we'll be both dead by now." she commented quietly after they've seen Leila's murderous look on them.

"It's all your fault, Miller." Michael teased but Cassie knew he was happy of his love interest's reaction.

"You think, Fisher?" she said pretending to punch him on the chest. He caught her hand and they both continued to laugh.

"Guys, what are you waiting for?" Dr. Grant's voice caught Cassie's attention.

She turned and realized the two nurses have ceased their idle talk. Their subjects have finally come back to grace them with their presence.

"It's so much fun isn't James?" she asked him.

"Yep! That's what we're here for, right?" he responded looking at her meaningfully.

"Exactly" Dr. Grant replied placing her right hand on his chest and he placed his left hand over her shoulder.

Too much skin-to-skin contact. Cassie thought.

Irritated, she turned to the bartender.

"Grey, dear! Another tequila here please, STAT. And keep it coming." she called out a little too loudly.

"Anything for you!" he replied flirtatiously.

"Thanks, love!" she replied sweetly.

"Somebody's jealous." Michael moved closely and whispered in her ear.

"I'm not. Don't say stupid things, Fisher!" 

"Ah! You just simply slayed the man's heart, Miller." Michael sounded impressed. She followed his gaze.

When her eyes met James', she realized what Michael meant. James was looking daggers at her. 

Confused with his reaction, she averted her gaze, took the glass Grey placed in front of her and downed it immediately before placing it back on the counter.

"Here's another one." Grey said as he poured another shot of tequila for her.

"Drinking a little too much, are we Dr. Miller? Are you drowning her, Dr. Fisher?" James said in strained voice as he and Dr. Grant moved towards them to get some drinks. Their other colleagues were heading to the dance floor.

"Don't talk to him like that? We're just having fun!" she scolded him.

"The perks of being single, available and ready to mingle." Dr. Grant said, unaware of the tension looming around her.

"Stephie?! I'm hear, remember?" James pointed out.

To Cassie's utter annoyance, James seemed to be sincerely upset.

"Of course, darling! I'm just...." but Cassie didn't hear what's next. 

Michael stood up. "Come on! Let's dance." he said before literally dragging her to the dance floor.

"Seriously? Does he have to act like a jealous boyfriend in my face?!" she muttered frustratingly to herself. 

"So we're on the same boat right now, Miller. But that doesn't mean we have to be sourpusses." Michael commented. 

"I guess so." she admitted.

"Well, let's not waste that lovely dress of yours. Don't get me wrong but I think I'm the luckiest man here tonight." he teased.

"Thanks for trying to save my ass, Fisher!" she said sincerely.

"Anytime for your ass, Miller" he laughed which she also joined in.

Cassie threw her all inhibitions and irritations away and together, they moved to the tune of Do Ya Thing by Leo Soul like nobody's watching. This time she didn't mind brushing skin to skin. All she knew was she hated James and she wanted to get him out of her system.

You don't really hate him. You are jealous because he is with somebody else now.

"I guess you have to make your move now before it's too late" Cassie said after about an hour of dancing. She noticed Leila was alone in the bar which makes it the best time for Michael to approach her.

"Are you sure? Will you be fine by yourself?"

"Of course! Now, go!" she said and Michael left.

As the night went on, it's not only the music that has become sultry but the dancers on the floor as well. As if they were having sex with every bumping and grinding of their bodies.  

Fortunately, she was able to escape from the pervert whom with utmost intensity grabbed her butt while trying to rub himself against her. She pretended to accidentally step his foot with her stiletto causing him to screech in pain and loosen his grip on her. Taking the opportunity, she dashed to the nearest restroom.

"That was close." she exhaled sharply and looked at herself disbelievinglyon the mirror. 

After several minutes, she went out of the restroom. She returned to their table with only Grace already wasted, Michael and Leila were making out, the rest were no where to be found. James obviously had call it a night. Probably somewhere else with his Stephie. Collecting her purse and coat, she headed towards the staircase with her irritation managing to resurface. 

But before she could take a single step, she was grabbed by the waist and dragged to the darker corner of the club.

Fearing this man is the pervert she just escaped from the dance floor earlier, she struggled to let herself loose from the man's death grip. He must have followed her and attack her when she least expected. 

"The hell! Let go of me you god-forsaken, sex maniac!" she yelled. But instead of being insulted, the man started roaring in laughter.

"That's cute, mi dulzura!" he said as he recovered from his fits of laughter.

"James? Where's Dr. Grant?What are you still doing here? "

"Dr. Grant can take care of herself.Clearly, she doesn't need looking out more than my jealous little sex goddess." he said lustfully, moving his face closer to her sending familiar heat she hasn't felt for a long time.

"I don't need your help. I've got everything under control."

"I highly doubt that." brushing his lips against hers.

"What do you want?" trying to ignore how her body responds to him.

He pressed his body even closer to her and despite their clothing, she could felt his hard erection on her stomach. When she gasped in surprise, he took the opportunity to rummage her open mouth. She whimpered as she responded to his kisses. 

It's the tequila's fault.

"I want you so damn bad." he whispered in her ear almost pleading, making her knees weak from the desire he was stirring inside her. "I want to be inside you. Fuck you again and again and again like we used to." he continued as he sucked that sensitive part of her neck. 

When his hand made contact with her bare back, she couldn't contain her longing for him any longer. "Let's get out of here." she said throwing cautions to the wind.

I'll definitely blame it to the tequila.

*** MATURE CONTENT AHEAD***

♫♪♬ Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
Swear it won't take you long
If you love me right
We fuck for life, on and on and on ♫♪♬

Talking Bodies by Tove Lo

*****

When the elevator that would bring them to James' flat closed, he started ravaging her mouth and neck again. Biting and sucking that sensitive part of her neck, she pressed her body closer to him demanding for more. And as they entered his flat, they immediately stripped each other naked with much fervor and urgency. His lustful gaze raked her body which intensified her arousal.

"Leave them on." James demanded when she was about to kick her stilettos off. He picked her up and pinned her to the wall. James positioned himself and gently thrust his thick shaft inside her.

"You're so.... tight!?" his eyes widened in confusion and surprise.

"Please, stop torturing me." gasping, wanting to ease the burning need consuming her, she began to moved her hips, brushing the pain off as his cock penetrates her.

"Shit!" and he thrust into her fast and hard. 

His initial shock was long gone. Now, he on a mission. He moved deeper and deeper with every thrust. Fucking her like he never did before. She screamed in pain realizing that indeed, she never fucked anybody else since James. And she used to be so tight for his thick cock, extremely tight for him. 

Soon enough, her screams turned into loud moans as her body started to shiver in so much delight. "That's it! That's it, mi amor! Come with me." and with another deep pound, they both succumbed to the overwhelming satisfaction of their union.

It took several minutes for their breathing to go back to normal. They stayed on the same position for a while before James carried her to the sofa. His cock still inside Cassie's pussy. And as soon as he lowered her down, he started thrusting again making her wet with desire once more.

They made love on the couch twice. And then moved to his bed for three more rounds, each one full of lust and longing.

They were silent for a moment, catching for breath.

"I should have been more gentle." James said while starting to give her tiny little kisses on her shoulder. 

"Am I complaining?" He chuckled in response.

Moving swiftly, he was on top of her. He mouth meet hers. His kisses began to move desperately down to her neck. Then, moved lower to her nipples, teasing and giving each one equal attention. She grabbed the back of his head to keep it in place as she arch her back. He placed one hand behind her back while sucking each bud greedily.

Leaving trails of kisses, his mouth descended and stopped between her legs. Her breathing became wilder as his tongue started licking her clit. Her moans became louder and louder with every touch of his tongue on her little sensitive nub down there.

As if her pussy isn't soaked enough by the pleasure he is giving her, he started fucking her with his tongue while his middle finger rubbed her clit making her twice as much aroused.

"I'm going to come." she whimpered helplessly.

"Yes, please!" he replied right before she climaxed.

 Her body was just recovering from her release when James flipped her over so that she was on all fours. He started leaving trails of kisses down her spine sending her on the edge of arousal yet again.

James held her by the neck in one hand while the other grabbed her waist to keep her in place. He slowly entered her from behind. Very slowly intending to tease and torture her. 

"Please.." she pleaded.

"Tell me what you want, mi amor." He loved how her body never ceased to respond to him. Love how she wanted him the way he wanted her. Their insatiable hunger for each other is overwhelmingly divine.

"Please, fuck me." she whispered.

"Say that again?"

"I said stop playing. I want you dick on my pussy, STAT." she demanded.

"That's my girl. Don't ever forget the rule."

"Yes! Yes! Dirty Talk, Dirty Fuck."

"Well then, why don't YOU fuck ME." And with  another expert movement she is so familiar with, she found herself on top of him. 

Her shock was just responded by his mischievous grin. But as soon as she started grinding her hips as she eased herself in his cock, it was her turn to smile at him smugly.

"Now, tell me what you want, cariño?" she teased him.

When he didn't respond, she stopped moving.

"Don't you dare stop." he panted. 

Content by the desire she saw in his eyes, she began grinding again. Each movement is blinding her with so much pleasure. 

"Ah! Yes!" he groaned as he thrust upward to meet her every movement. He sensed her imminent release. "Come with me, mi amor!" And they did. Their bodies convulsed as they orgasmed together.

She fell to his chest. Spent and sleepy, she didn't move. 

He wrapped his arm around her nakedness.

"Te amo, siempre lo he hecho." she confessed.

She waited for him to say something. 

But nothing.

He fell asleep hugging her.

She tried to wriggled but she was too tired to move.

Then, she too journeyed to dreamland.

She tried to steer towards her right but there was something heavy and muscular that's preventing her. There're also warm breathes that's tickling her nape. And the warm hand that was in her stomach moved upward and squeezed her right boob.

Wait? Someone's in my bed.

Her eyes immediately opened wide in fear which intensified when she realized she was in an unfamiliar room. She abruptly sat up, scanning the place.

"Hey! Why are you up so early?"

Cassie turned to see her abductor and met James' sinfully handsome face smiling at her. His bed hair making him even more desirable.

"Oh my! Did we..?" she couldn't finish her question as his smile widened.

"Yep. Broke our previous record." he grinned, satisfied.

"What?!" she wanted to melt in shame. 

 "It felt good to be with you just like before." he said gently.

She felt warm upon thinking about them being together again, too. Until she remembered where they ended after that. And the situation they are in now is no different. 

She started gathering her clothes and dressed quickly. 

"I'll see you at work" she said without looking at James. 

She was by the door when he spoke again. "Cass, I want to start with a clear slate. Could we do that?" he pleaded.

She looked at him for a while before she nodded and left.

Author's Notes

Translations:

Te amo, siempre lo he hecho.  >.I love you, I always have.