The CEO’s Conditon

Episode3:The one night stand

I finally got the club I was dragged into.

The room filled with people who seemed like they had life going great for them.

"Good for them," I muttered under my breath.

Loud music blasted from the speakers, like it was going to burst out my eardrums.

My eyes moved from one person to another. I was sure every person who met my gaze knew I didn't belong here.

I honestly couldn't care less.

I stood there ,watching people come in,watching others settle into their seats.

Until my eyes fell on someone.

He was ... beautiful.

Probably the most beautiful man I'd ever seen.

Blue eyes, brown hair.

The kind of man you'd see on the front cover of a magazine.

He was fine.

He caught me staring and I immediately looked away.

"Let's go get a drink," she screamed in my ear. I almost thought someone had brought the speaker closer.

Before I could protest, she grabbed my hands, dragged me through the crowds until we landed at the bar.

Even as she pulled me along,I could feel his gaze on me.

I peeked a little.

And I could swear...

He was smiling.

"Get us shots, please," she shouted over the music.

"I don't want to drink," I shouted back. It seemed like yelling was the only way to communicate in here.

The shots came and Zaire handed me one. She took hers and gulped it down without hesitation.

I never enjoyed drinking. Maybe all those years working at the bar made me hate it even more.

With all those silly men getting drunk and preying on us.

"Drink up, girl," she said.

Before I could protest, she grabbed my hands, the one holding the shot, and tipped it towards my mouth, forcing me to drink it.

I succumbed.

I took the shot and for some reason, I felt alive.

I didn't realise when I reached for the next one, then the next, and before you knew it, I had already had over ten shots.

Zaire was cheering me on through all of these.

She dragged me to the dance floor and we started dancing. I felt brand new.

I threw all caution to the wind and I started to move my body to the rhythm of the music.

Suddenly,

I felt someone grab my waist. I didn't remove his hands; I just kept going with the flow.

We were dancing, moving together in sync.

Then his hands started moving to my ass and he was rubbing them.

I turned around and rested my hands on his face.

Everyone around us started staring.

He charged at me and was about to hit me.

When suddenly someone held his hands and threw him to the floor .

Then suddenly he was dragged out of there.

I turned to the man who saved me.

"Thank you for saving me," I shouted over the loud music.

Then it hit. I know that face, who wouldn't?

It was him, the man I was staring at.

What is he now?

A knight in shining armour?

"You are welcome," he stood then moved closer and leaned then whispered, "Would you like to dance? I promise I wouldn't cross the line."

His eyes scanning mine for an answer.

I nodded, "Sure."

And just like that, we were on the dance floor.

His hands rested on my waist, as we moved together perfectly in sync.

It felt like the world around us didn't exist and it was just us in that moment.

He spun me around, pulling me back gently.

His eyes met with mine, it was like we were communicating without words.

Then he leaned in...

And planted a kiss on my lip.

I was shocked at first, but I kissed him back.

My heart was beating faster than I could think, it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

Was it just the alcohol? Or was it just him? How extremely gorgeous he was?

The music around us was faded.

All I could focus on was him, the way his hands were steady on my waist, how passionately we are kissing right now.

My hands curled around his neck as our kiss got deeper.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked.

All I did was nod.

Without another word, he held me close and guided me out of the crowd.

I followed him, no questions, no fights.

I just followed him.

We got to his car, he opened the back seat door for me, my heart racing and not knowing what to expect. I paused for a little bit before I slid in, he slid into the other side and signaled to the driver to drive.

Throughout the drive, there was an intense make-out session and gosh, I can't remember the last time I felt this good.

We got to his house and he got out of the car, then came around to open my car door.

I got out and he immediately lifted me up and took me in.

My body tensed, but I wasn't going to back down now.

I was here already.

He carried me all the way to his room.

Then he dropped me on the bed.

His hands started to find my body, he made his way and found the way to my zip and unzipped it.

He threw the dress to the ground.

It was barely covering anything anyways.

He slid my pants down and started to use his tongue to caress my folds, I felt so alive.

My body reacting to every single action.

He used one hand to caress my boobs, massaging them. Massaging it.

He started to use one hand to f**k me and used his tongue to suck out my juice.

"Urrghh...oh my gosh yes." I moaned

He stood up and started to unbuckle his belt and took off his trousers.

I could see his d**k, veins bulging through it.

Then I stood and unbuttoned his shirt.

His body perfectly sculpted.

I ran my hands through them.

"Lay down." His tone commanding

I laid down without questions

He made his way to the bed and started to suck my p***y once more.

I could feel his hardened c**k teasing the tip of my p***y.

"Beg me to put." He said his eyes locked on mine

"Please f**k me, destroy me." I begged

And that was all he needed before he shoved his d**k into my p***y. I let out a loud scream.

He started to thrust slowly.

Then fast.

I was in heaven.

We f****d throughout the night.

And honestly, it was the best s*x of my life.