A Night with a Stranger

Evie stands close in front of her floor length mirror as she applies her favorite ruby red lipstick and checks the rest of her makeup. It wasn't anything glamorous but she wanted to make herself look extra pretty tonight, not for anyone in particular but for herself.

She steps back, looking at her reflection, she's wearing a new dress she got, a short sparkly silver one that doesn't show much cleavage but the top is held by thin straps that crossed on her bare back, and the top doesn't cover much of the sides of her breasts. The skirt is short and has a slit on the side of one thigh. Her heels were strappy sandals that made her legs look longer even with her height of five foot four.

She smiles at her eye-catching ensemble as she moves her shoulder-length black hair to one shoulder, she glitters under the lights of her room. She can't wait to drink and dance tonight. Work took most of her time for weeks and she's ready to let loose for the night and act like the young twenty-something that she is.

Taking a small purse with her essentials in it, Evie leaves her house and she takes a cab to one of the hottest and most high-end nightclubs in the city, The Atlas Lounge. It's not her usual type of place but she needed a change of pace and her friends were raving about this place last time she hung out with them. She did invite them but it was a last-minute decision to go to the club tonight and all of them had plans or had work to do still.

When she got to the Atlas, there's already a line outside. She expected as much, but it didn't take long for her to get inside. The loud music surrounded her as well as the people, she looked around as she made her way towards the bar, all black and gold, a tower of floor-to-ceiling shelves full of liquor, the bartenders expertly making drinks for people crowding it like moths to a flame.

She flags down a bartender to order and after he checks her ID, he expertly makes her a glass of Negroni, giving her a little show with the bottles and a wink. She smiles at him, he's cute but he's also going to be too busy to dance with her and she's here to have fun. She pays for her drink and leans against the bar as she sips her drink, gazing at the dance floor.

When the space to her left frees up it doesn't take long for another clubgoer to fill it, this time in the form of a very handsome man. He's tall, that's the first thing she thought of as he walked towards the bar. The second is that he's strikingly good-looking as he gets closer, with his short dark brown hair brushed back and a strong jawline under his groomed stubble.

She couldn't help but notice he filled his dark button-up shirt well, his toned forearms bare with his sleeves rolled up. Her eyes travel south, taking him in before she realizes that she's staring, when she looks back up he was looking at her too, his eyes are brown and he's staring intensely at her. She looks away and minds her drink, trying not to blush at being caught staring.

The man is definitely much taller than her now that he's standing next to her. He orders an Old Fashioned, his voice deep and sexy, from what she could hear anyway. As she internally battles with herself whether or not to try to start a conversation with the sexy stranger, he beats her to it.

He angles his body towards her, "Hello there," he says, leaning towards her a bit so she can hear him over the loud music, although much of the sound doesn't invade the bar area with how the place is designed. He smells good. Their eyes meet again as she replies, "Hi." She gives him a bright smile, seeing his eyes flicking downwards to her red lips before looking at her eyes again, he smiles back.

"My name is Will, nice to meet you," he offers a large hand to her and she takes it, his hand envelops hers as they shake. His grip is strong and sure just like the rest of him. "My name is Evie," she has to tilt her head upwards to meet his eyes. Their hands linger before separating.

He lifts his drink to his lips as he looks at her, she couldn't stop herself from glancing at said lips as she takes another sip of her drink. They were plump and it made her bite her own when the thought of kissing his lips entered her mind. She immediately tries to think of other thoughts as she feels a blush coming on.

"Come here often?" he asks with a wry grin that says he knew how typical and basic the question was. It makes Evie laugh and he smiles at the sound.

"No, it's my first time here," she spilled a little of her drink on her fingers when she laughed, she instinctively licks the droplets on her fingers and stops when she sees him looking at her mouth with an intense look. "Whoops," she says, a little embarrassed. Taking a napkin from the bar to wipe the alcohol from her fingers.

His eyes felt like they were studying her, like he wanted to know everything about her. "I'm not from around here so it's my first time too, the hotel room was too quiet so I decided to check out the nightlife in the city," he tells her as he places his drink on the bar, "It's not my usual scene, a friend said they had good drinks and I didn't want to sit in my hotel room, so I thought, 'Why not?'"

"It's the same for me, my friends were talking about this place before so I thought it would be fun to come check this place out," she replies with a smile.

She didn't even notice she sidled a bit closer to him so they could talk better, he didn't seem to mind or notice either, both of them mutually attracted to each other. They talk and laugh, he especially loves it when he makes her laugh, sharing tidbits of their life, who they are, how Will is much older than her by a little more than a decade, and figuring out if the other one's single. And they've been flirting heavily, clearly they both know they're into each other.

They've been making eyes, his never leaving hers, exchanging heated gazes, her skin hot and she wants to come closer and pull him for a kiss. Every time a part of them touches the other it's like electricity courses through them. Evie didn't come here for a fling, but maybe a hot one night stand with an equally hot guy is exactly what she needs tonight.

Will has been respectful and the way he talks and the way he listens to her made her hot all over. It's definitely a turn-on that he never did anything untowards even though they've been flirting real hard. Although at this point, she wouldn't really mind. They're both consenting adults who want each other after all.

During a comfortable pause in their conversation, Evie finally got the courage to ask him for a dance. She finishes her drink and gets up from the stool she occupied and looks back at him, a come-hither look in her eyes. "Will you come dance with me?" she asks, she feels the excitement in the pit of her stomach, and maybe a little dread just in case he says 'no'.

Will didn't make her wait long, he gets up from his seat and moves close to her, and he leans down to whisper to her ear, "It would be my pleasure." And he takes her hand and leads her to the tessellating dance floor.

They move their bodies to the music, the crowd around them doing the same, but their eyes are only for each other. They move towards each other, getting closer and bolder with each movement of their bodies, until Evie can place her hands on his chest and look up at him with those pretty eyes that drew Will in.

Evie knew she shouldn't tease but this man, with his confident grin, intense eyes, and deep voice, he does things to her. She's sure it's not the alcohol talking because she only had one drink. With a graceful flip of her hair she turns away from him, moving her hips to the music as she presses her ass against his crotch as they dance together, the music thrumming inside them as they move and tease each other. He grabs her hips with his strong hands.

"Sweet Evie, you shouldn't tease a man like me," he whispers to her ear, his stubble brushing against her skin, and she shivers, but she doesn't stop. Moving her head to reply back, "What if I enjoy teasing you? What happens then?" She hears him growl and pulls her against him, he presses his growing erection against her ass, and from what she could feel, he's very aroused. He leads them both to a darker section of the dance floor, his hands still gripping her waist.

"This happens," his voice rumbling in his chest, she can feel the vibrations against her back. He grinds his bulge against her harder. He leads her body to a heated dance, his hands exploring, getting bolder with each beat, stroking the skin not covered by her tiny dress, fingers trailing on the sides of her torso making her nipples harden under the glittery fabric of her dress, and he continues on when she doesn't stop him or pull away even when he paused for assurance.

One of his hands travels down to the slit of her dress and doesn't even hesitate as it arrives between her legs, her pussy was already getting wet with all the teasing she's been doing and he's about to find out.

She doesn't stop his large hand from reaching her lacy panties and moving the gusset to the side with his nimble fingers. She moans at the feeling of his warm fingers, the loud music drowns it, she's sure nobody would even notice what he's doing to her under the darkness and colored lights of the club. His long, thick fingers rubbing against her for the first time, she hears him inhale sharply next to her ear as he feels how smooth and bare her pussy is. He feels her wetness too and without warning, pushes a finger inside her. She moans loudly, unable to stop herself.

"You like that, huh? An older man, a stranger, fucking you with his fingers in the middle of a crowded dance floor. You're soaking wet, Evie," she can hear the smugness in his voice and it turns her on even more coming from him, "A sweet and eager little slut, just taking what I give you." She knows he shouldn't let him do this to her in the middle of a club, but she opens her legs further for him, her tiny dress riding further up her thighs.

He pushes another thick digit inside her, "Fuck, you're soaking my fingers. I feel you clenching around me, I can't wait to sink my cock into you and feel you clench around me later. Would you like that? Or perhaps you want me to fuck you here?" he chuckles, his voice gruff with want, "I just felt your tight pussy clench around my fingers again. You really are a naughty girl, my Evie."

"My Evie?" she thought, she wouldn't mind being his at all. She's already sure she'll let him do anything to her, she's so horny and enthralled. His dirty words and the thick fingers inside her are a complete opposite of the gentleman he was when they were chatting mere minutes ago, and she loves it.

She's thankful for his strong arm wrapped around her right now or she would've just dropped to the floor, her knees weak. Her right arm raised, cupping the back of his lowered head and her left hand gripping the arm of his very busy hand that's making her extremely wet. To the other dancers, she probably looked like she was just sultrily grinding against him.

"I bet you wouldn't say 'no' if I ripped your panties and pushed my cock into you right now. You'd take it like the good little girl you are and people will stare as I take your tight cunt," punctuating his last few words with his fingers pushing deeper into her. He seductively touches her neck with his lips, kissing her as she gets lost in the feeling of his skilled fingers, "Maybe even let some of the other men pleasure you, all the hard cocks taking turns giving you orgasm. I can tell you love being satisfied."

She lets out another moan at the thought of being with multiple men at once, she may have thought about it once or twice before while she used her vibrator, she presses her ass intently against his hard-on, he chuckles, "Fuck me, you're a greedy little kitten, huh?" He rubs his palm against her swollen clit and her hips jerk forward.

"Tempting as that is, watching you get fucked by other men, I want to focus worshipping your hot little body and hear your needy moans when I fuck you properly first," his dirty words make her shiver with lust, "And I especially want to see your beautiful face when I push my cock deep inside you." She feels her body shaking with intense need, her stomach fluttering at every filthy promise he whispers into her ear, "But maybe next time we can invite some people. Because there will definitely be a next time."

He was so sure of himself and it thrills her even more, she hasn't even experienced the whole thing and she already craves for the next encounter. How is that possible? She thought to herself.

"Come on my fingers, Evie, and I promise you the most intense pleasure all night long in my hotel room, would you like that?" She nods at his offer with no hesitation, her head rubbing against his wide chest as she moves.

"Say it," he insists, wanting to hear her consent. A loud and immediate "yes" escapes her lips. His fingers skillfully takes her to the brink of her orgasm and he kisses her to swallow her moans as she rides her orgasm, her legs shaking, barely keeping her up.

Will holds onto her as her body arches against his, her hips moving on its own volition as intense pleasure shoots through her. "That's right, come for me," he whispers to her, kissing her on the temple and she throws back her head on his chest as she comes down from her high, "You have a bit of an audience too. Some people are watching us, they saw you come undone, love."

That got her eyes fluttering open, but not enough to stop her body from throbbing with lust. It's a good thing it's dark and that Will moved them closer to the dark curtained walls of the room because she knows she's blushing from what just transpired. She saw some people were looking their way, including the bartender from before who's now eye-fucking her from afar. She can't believe she let Will finger-fuck her to orgasm in public.

He doesn't let her go though, he loves that she's with him and all these other bastards can just watch. But not for long because he desperately needs to be inside her. He spins her around to face him, her hands resting on his chest, a dazed look on her face as she looks up at him. "I'm taking you home," he said, his voice thick with lust.

"Yes, please," she says, neediness coloring her voice.

Will takes her hand, his hand firmly gripping hers, fingers entwined together as he pulls her towards the exit. She tries to walk quickly in her heels, her gait is shorter than his, and she can still feel the slick wetness between her thighs in every stride. He quickly takes his suit jacket from the attendant and tips them, not letting go of her hand the whole time.

The cold air of the night cools her skin as they finally exit the establishment, but what makes her shiver is Will's hand on the bare skin of her back, his fingers stroking her gently. He looked at her, "Cold?" he asked with concern that warmed her from the inside. "No, just very excited," she smiles and he laughs, he couldn't help but find her adorable. He drapes his jacket on her shoulders nevertheless, she's gorgeous in that tiny dress but he doesn't want her freezing.

She looks up at him, thanking him with a smile and taking his hand in hers again, entwining their fingers.

It doesn't take long for a cab to pick them up, Will gives the driver the name of the hotel, it isn't far, but she could still cause just a little mischief. She traces her right hand on his thigh next to her as she flicks her eyes to him to see his reaction, he was already looking at her, his eyes daring her to continue at her own peril.

She moves further up until her fingers brush his bulge, she feels it jerk at the attention, she bites her lip, she can't wait to see it and taste it. Before she can tease him further he grasps her hand and entwines it with his. "You want to get punished, don't you?" his voice rough as he whispers to her, "That earned you some good spanking, little girl." She can't wait.

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The short trip already had her squirming in her seat, Will had teased her, whispered naughty things to her and he smirked as he watched her bite her lip as she tried not to moan in the cab and alert the driver of how intensely turned on she is. She wanted to straddle Will and grind herself on him without caring about the driver watching them, it was naughty and she never had that urge to throw caution to the wind with any other man she's been with.

They arrived at the hotel and he held her hand as they headed towards the elevator, she didn't have time to admire the opulent lobby as he tugged her inside the empty shiny gold elevator.

Evie's whole body is thrumming with energy and arousal, just like how the music thrummed through her at the club. She leans on the back wall of the elevator and watches as Will taps his keycard on the elevator panel and then he pushes the button for his floor. Biting her lip as she watches his muscles under his shirt, already imagining him naked.

He turns around and catches her looking, he smirks and moves to lean towards her, putting his hands on the handle of the elevator on either side of her, trapping her between him and the wall. "What are you thinking about, little girl?" he whispers, his lips brushing teasingly on hers.

"Wouldn't you like to know," she says with a cheeky smile playing on her red lips, her hand reaching out to trace her fingers on the buttons of his shirt. She leans forward wanting to press her lips on his for a kiss but he pulls back, the smirk still in place.

"Tell me," a little bit of coaxing in his voice, but the authoritative tone in his voice isn't lost on her. And it thrills her so much.

"Make me," the response from her was quick and she watched his smirk turn into a grin.

Will strokes the side of her face with his fingers and tucks her hair behind her ear and tracing a finger on her bottom lip, "I can tell that you'd enjoy being punished," his gruff voice makes her rub her legs together. She lets out a sound, a mixture of a whimper and a moan and she can see the amusement and arousal in Will's eyes.

The elevator slows to a stop and chimes that it has arrived on their floor. Will backs away, trailing a hand down her arm and grasping her hand in his again, leading her along to his room. His room wasn't far and he opens the door for her, she enters with trepidation.

She looked around, she expected a room but he had a whole suite! He smiles at her and she turns back to him. "Fancy," she comments playfully. He just shrugs with a smirk, she's starting to really find that smirk hot, especially on his handsome face.

"Would you like something to drink? Nothing alcoholic of course," he asks her as he takes his suit jacket from her shoulders to hang it over a chair, she gives him a questioning look, "I don't want you drunk. And I want you to remember everything we do tonight."

Evie bites her lip at that and she couldn't control the blush on her cheeks at the older man's words. "Just water, please..."

Just watching him and his long strides to the fridge to get her bottled water shouldn't be a turn on but this man did all sorts of things to her body, the butterflies in her stomach have been fluttering since the cab ride.

Thanking him as he opens the bottle for her and she drinks half of it, feeling his heated gaze on her as she swallows. It's like he couldn't wait to get his hands on her and she feels the same, the delicious tension between them is palpable.

The moment she placed the bottle on the coffee table and faced him, their eyes met and they both stepped into each other's space. Will pulls her to him with an arm around her waist and one hand cradling her head as he kisses her passionately while Evie is kissing him back with the same fervor as she grips his shirt.