Chapter 1: Introduction
I immediately squeeze Sasha against the wall as we enter the elevator. Our lips connect, eager and enthusiastic for the night, licking her lip by accident, causing her to gasp. All I want to do is to forget that girl from the club. I eagerly put my hands beneath her underwear and stroke them till I hear her whimper, which makes me feel satisfied.
"Ooh!" she moans softly, squirming against me. "Fuck," I breathe against her neck as I suck on it, feeling her heart pounding wildly under my fingers.
"You know what?" I ask her huskily, trailing kisses down her jawline, "I think you're ready for something else." My voice drops low, filled with dark desire as I reach around to pull off her skirt.
She looks at me questioningly, but I don't give her any time to respond as I lift her onto the counter and rip away her panties.
Her pale skin contrasts beautifully with the dark wood surface, and I lean forward to kiss her, savoring the taste of her arousal. "You like it rough, don't you?" I whisper into her ear, biting her lobe gently.
"Yes," she breathes out, arching her back slightly. "I love it."
I can't help but smirk at her eagerness. "Good, because I'm going to fuck you hard, right here, right now." With one swift motion, I push her legs apart and position myself between them.
Her eyes widen in surprise, but I sense her excitement growing beneath me. "Oh, God," she murmurs. I look up at her, our faces mere inches apart, and see the hunger in her gaze. "Just relax, let go, and enjoy it," I tell her, running my thumb along her wet slit.
She nods, swallowing hard, and I take that as my cue. I slide my cock into her heat, filling her up completely. She cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Harder," she begs, and I comply.
I thrust deeper, driving into her with force, enjoying the way she trembles and clings to me. Each time I enter her, she moans louder, her voice echoing in the enclosed space. The scent of sex fills the air, mingling with the smell of sweat and lust.
As we continue, I feel myself losing control. I want to claim her, make her mine. But then, reality hits me—she's just another stranger in a crowded city. I've been down this road before, only to end up alone and broken.
Suddenly, Sasha isn't her anymore. I see the girl from the club wearing that sexy dress with her dark curly redish hair.
She turns to glance at me, and I realize that she was watching me with that hungry look in her bright blue eyes. She was so hot. Her gaze burned through me. I couldn't resist asking her to dance.
We danced all night; her touch, the feel of her body moving against mine, sent shivers down my spine. We were both lost in the music, each other's movements guiding us in perfect sync. When the song ended, I knew without a doubt that I wanted more than just a fleeting moment with her.