"One, two, three, chug!" Amy shouted, and the girls downed their glasses of wine, laughing as they slammed them back on the table.
"Lucia wins this round!" Amy grinned, lifting my hand in victory. I couldn't help but smile at the girls.
"Whoa... who knew you were such a good drinker," Amber slurred. She was clearly drunk and honestly, so was I. The alcohol was making my head swim in the most delicious way.
Excusing myself, I stood up, swaying just a little as I glanced around for the restroom. Instead, my gaze landed on an elevator. A penthouse button? Surely there would be a bathroom up there, I reasoned, already pressing the button.
The soft *ding* of the elevator doors opening greeted me as I stepped into the most breathtaking space I'd ever seen, glass walls, shimmering city lights, and decadent décor. I drifted in, momentarily forgetting my original mission.
A shadow passed by, jolting me back to reality. My pulse quickened as I glanced around no one in sight. The space was too silent, too still, like I was being watched. A shiver danced down my spine. Maybe I should just leave.
I turned, only to come face-to-chest with a towering man. I stumbled back instinctively, craning my neck to see him. His face was shadowed, but I could feel his eyes locked on mine.
"I..I'm so sorry," I stammered, voice shaking despite myself. "I didn't mean to come up here."
"Tch... don't move." His voice was low, commanding... delicious.
Before I could even think, he stepped closer, silent, graceful and then in one smooth motion, he swept me off my feet. My breath whooshed from my lungs, my arms instinctively circling his neck, clinging to him.
My heart pounded wildly, heat blooming deep in my belly. Maybe it was the wine or maybe it was him but my entire body felt like molten fire.
Without hesitation, he carried me across the room with effortless strength, pushing open a door and lowering me onto a bed plush and soft beneath me.
He didn't step back. He stood there, gazing down at me with an intensity that stole the breath from my lungs. God... he was tall, broad. The air between us practically vibrated.
His hands found my hips, sending electric tingles racing up my spine. I trembled under his gaze, trapped between fear and fierce, undeniable desire.
Please don't stop... please don't stop...
Then I realized my arms were still looped around his neck. I blushed, about to pull away, when he leaned down and claimed my mouth in a slow, sinfully sensual kiss.
My mind blanked, every thought obliterated by the taste of him. His lips teased mine, coaxing, savoring... and I melted. God, I melted.
Heat coiled low in my belly as his hands gripped my hips tighter, urging me back against the bed, his thigh sliding between mine. I gasped, arching into him, wanting no, needing more.
The phone buzzed faintly from somewhere, but he didn't stop. His mouth found mine again, hungrier now. I moaned softly, my fingers threading through his hair, tugging him closer.
His hands slid upward, grazing the underside of my breasts, and I arched, trembling from the exquisite sensation. My pulse raced; my body no longer mine to control.
My gown slipped from my shoulders... down... down... until I lay beneath him in nothing but polka dot panties.
Or rather I had been. He tore them apart with a single, forceful motion, the sound making my breath hitch. His touch was fire, tracing my bare skin, igniting every nerve ending.
A low growl escaped him as he stared at me at my nakedness and I burned under that gaze. I reached for him again, pulling him into another searing kiss, desperate for his touch.
His shirt hit the floor. My hands roamed over his sculpted chest and abs like something out of a fantasy. I wanted more. I needed *all* of him.
His hands teased my breasts, sending me spiraling higher. His mouth followed nipping, sucking, licking a path down my throat, collarbone... lower... until my back arched helplessly beneath him.
His lips found the insides of my thighs, making my entire body quake. And then his tongue found the very core of me.
"Oh God!" I cried out, hips bucking, fingers fisting the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. I writhed beneath him, lost in the ecstasy of his mouth.
By the time he moved back up my body, I was breathless, aching for more aching for *him*. Our kisses turned frantic, all restraint shattered.
I barely registered the faint sound of a condom wrapper before he pressed fully against me, naked now, his hard length sliding against my belly.
He paused, seeking permission with his eyes. Words failed me I simply kissed him harder, tilting my hips in invitation.
A guttural groan rumbled from him as he thrust inside me deep, hard. I gasped, pain and pleasure mingling, leaving me breathless.
He stilled, voice hoarse. "Are you okay?"
I managed a nod, eyes shining. "Go slow... please."
Slowly, I moved my hips, feeling him slide deeper, the sting fading into a delicious fullness. A low hiss escaped him, and soon we were moving together an intoxicating rhythm that built higher and higher.
The tension coiled tight inside me, ready to snap. My hands gripped his hips, pulling him closer, urging him faster, harder.
I couldn't hold back. My climax hit powerful, all-consuming. I cried out, body shaking with release, as he groaned and followed, spilling into me with a final thrust.
He collapsed beside me, breathless, pulling me into his embrace. Wrapped in his arms, a satisfied smile curved my lips as I drifted into sleep.