Hot stranger
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My head was clouded as I tried to shake off the dull feeling that settled on me.
I was on my fourth drink when I felt my head spin. I winced at the sudden ringing and held my temple.
Get a grip on yourself Rose Noir.
I was looking around in the club when my gaze fell upon a strikingly gorgeous man. He was wearing a black t-shirt accompanied by some cargo pants.
I observed him closely, he was so composed. He was leaning on the wall and was just observing the loud crowd while sipping his drink.
I suddenly felt the urge to go talk to him. I don't know why, but I think it's the alcohol.
I felt like I needed a distraction, and with that, I didn't mind taking risks.
Determined, I stood up from my chair and stumbled towards him.
“Hey, care for a chat?” I blurted out why staring deeply into his blue orbs.
He stared at me, surprised at my sudden boldness. His intense gaze made a chill run through my spine.
He tilted his head sideways and my insides squirmed, I believe it was the doing of the alcohol.
“Sure”, I heard his low, deep, raspy voice despite the loud venue. I smiled to myself.
“I'm Rose,” I said while extending my hand for a handshake. “Xavier”, he took my hand and shook it.
We talked for a while and instantly warmed up to him.
“Hey, do you want to go somewhere else?”
I nodded while smiling.
He held my hand as we walked through the crowd and made our way to his car.
From the way he carried himself, I assumed he was rich as he was wearing an expensive watch accompanied by a Rolls-Royce Wraith.
“Do you have anywhere you'd like to go?” he asked in a low tone.
His voice was awakening things in me, and I was feeling a burning sensation in between my thighs.
“No, you choose,” the words left my lips almost in a whisper.
He smirked and started to drive. Everything this man was doing was turning me on.
I tried my best not to have dirty thoughts, but how could I when a Greek god was here with me?
His jawline was razor sharp, and he had a pointed nose accompanied by plumb lips.
His biceps and triceps were nicely built, and he had a tattoo on his wrist.
“What are you staring at love?” he jolted me out of my thoughts.
Feeling embarrassed, I averted my gaze and started to fidget with my fingernails as I thought of an excuse.
“I… I was looking at your umm… wrist tattoo, yeah… it's nice” I stammered.
This is so embarrassing, I said to myself.
He smirked devilishly, “We're here”.
“Oh my god”, I gasped. We were in front of a huge apartment and I saw his name on it.
“Is this yours?” That was a dumb question, his name is literally on it.
“Yes, want to go in?”
I nodded my head.
I have been to lavish places, but this place was one of a kind.
We got in, and I was just staring at the interior, everything was so well arranged.
“Would you like to drink anything?” He asked.
“Water”
He nodded and left.
I got up from the sofa and started to walk around, observing everything. He arrived with the glass in his hand.
Thoughts of my miscarriage dawned on me and I needed a distraction. I wanted to get rid of that thought immediately.
He approached me with the glass in his hand and gestured for me to take it.
I walked up to him and took the water, I gulped everything down, placed the glass down and pulled him in for a kiss.
That was unexpected, but I desperately needed this distraction, and I didn't care if that meant having s*x with a stranger.
I know it might have taken him by surprise as it took some seconds for him to kiss me back.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.
I started to feel something warm in my panties.
This man was making me wet so fast, which was weird because I was never like this.
The kiss was slow yet passionate. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he held the back of my head and tilted his head to deepen the kiss.
He immediately carried me in a bridal style and took me to a bedroom.
He took off his shirt and I nearly gasped, he almost looked like a Greek god.
His abs were defined and toned. He had some other tattoos on his chest, but I couldn't read it.
His biceps were even huger than I thought.
He came close and kissed me again, his free hand found his way to my ass, and he started to grab it.
I took off my shirt and pulled down my skirt.
He stared at me attentively as I did this and, with the look in his eyes, he looked marveled.
“Your body is magnificent love”, he said while looking at me.
My cheeks started to redden and I could feel the burning sensation.
“Spread those legs for my love,” he said with a husky voice.
I immediately obeyed, and his hand gilded around the fabric of my panties, rubbing my sensitive spot.
A soft moan escaped my lips and I immediately covered my mouth with my palm.
He grabbed my hand off my face immediately. “Don't suppress it love, I want to hear it”.
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