Strings Attached

Encounter with Mr. Stranger

Ooh, a leather jacket it was!!

But whose??

My eyes were tightly shut due to the fear of falling and breaking my bones when I suddenly felt some god’s angel holding my back.

"Are you okay?" I heard the most sexy-sounding masculine voice that had a hint of care in it.

I slowly opened my eyes one by one and realized that I haven’t fallen on the ground but in someone's arms; most probably the one I just crashed into.

My hands were tightly holding the front of his jacket while his hands securing my back and our gazes fixed at each other. A fair well-built guy, probably in his mid-twenties with a funky dressing taste and well-styled brown hair was holding me.

We were still in this position for quite some time when a waitress who was probably passing by, stopped to check if everything was fine..

“Hello ma’am!

Hello sir!

Sorry to disturb you. Just wanted to make sure is everything alright? Is there anything I can help you with?”

Her words brought us back to this world.

Mr. Stranger looked up to her and assured her everything was fine and she walked away.

I quickly managed to stand straight on my feet.

“Hey! Sorry…Thanks!

Thanks for helping me or else I would have fallen. Sorry..I am really sorry. I..I should have been..been careful. I was on call..I didn't notice..I am sorry..” The words were coming out of my mouth in the most haphazard manner.

I don’t usually stammer but our closeness and his hands still on my back or to be more precise, his soft fingers touching my bare back from the criss-cross pattern of my dress was making me a bit nervous. His beautiful grey eyes and oh that lovely fresh pink lips that were occasionally becoming glossy with his own tongue were distracting me.

"Angelic!!", he whispered.

"Sorry??", I answered.

“Relax sweetheart!

It’s completely okay..Hope you are fine!”, he said.

“Yeah, all thanks to you.” I smiled at him, then turned and started to walk towards the stairs. I felt my reaction to be a bit rude but my mind was not in a position to react properly and hence I chose to leave without saying a word.

I would have hardly taken a couple of steps when all of a sudden, he came in front of me and hugged me tightly holding my back with both his hands.

My head was now leaning on his hard, well-built chest.

Never in my life had I experienced such a warm hug from a man. His masculine scent was intoxicating me, driving me crazy. After my breakup with my one and only boyfriend, I have been single for a long time. I sometimes felt lonely and wished to have a companion by my side but the feeling of getting hurt was far more painful than the desire. Suddenly he tightened his grip, lifted me a little, and walked towards a nearby open room.

This made me come over my wild fantasies and I started to panic..

Where is he taking me??

Whose room is this??

What is he trying to do??

Is he misinterpreting me with those who usually provide services to clients in such big hotel rooms?

I was totally confused, hesitant at first, somewhat suspicious about his intentions..Is he drunk? Is he trying to enjoy his drunk night with me??

No, no, noooo….

Thousands of questions were flashing in my mind, my heart was fluttering badly..I dared to lift my face and look at him. He looked sober and a decent man but looks can be deceptive.

I gathered courage and tried to retaliate..

"Look, I am thankful for your help but what are you doing? Where are you taking me to? I guess you have mistaken me for someone else. I need to go, please leave me...."

Before I could think of something in response to his act, we were already in the room.

He closed the door and I almost started to get panic attacks.

He made me lean my back on the closed door and started coming closer to me again..

Is he going to kiss me?

My heart was almost going to skip a beat. I was badly panicking but at the same time, the warmth of his body was making me melt in his embrace. This feeling mixed with fear and desire was really confusing. I couldn't gather the courage to retaliate.

"Who,,,,whose roo....whose room is this?

Why have you brought me he...here??"

Ignoring my questions, he moved his other hand swiftly and made his way to my waist, almost making my body quiver. He pulled me closer to him and at the same time I raised my chin to face him and ask why he brought me here and whose room it was but ended up landing my lips on his moist ones. He did not move an inch.

This was sudden but deep in my heart, I wanted to have this kiss. I couldn't control my desires around this man. Though I was panicking but he was driving me crazy. And I could clearly see the same desire burning in his eyes too but we both immediately drew ourselves back…

“Sorry..I am sorry!”, I stammered again.

"I...I wanted to say..ask..."

He suddenly put his finger on my lips then hugged me making my head rest on his shoulder. This time I couldn’t control my emotions and embraced him tightly; making my hands get the best hold of his back.

I have never ever felt so warm and cozy with anyone as in this Mr. Stranger's embrace. I could feel my breath deepen.

“Please don’t move. Stay here with me for some time”, he said.

“I don’t even want to”, I said in my heart.

I could feel his hands moving at my back, his cold fingers touching my warm body every now and then.

After a couple of movements, I could feel the strings of my dress getting pulled.

Is he trying to undress me?