Chapter 1 Meeting A Stranger

• Chloe's POV
• Bonnie dragged me into the night club, as I reluctantly followed after her. I didn't plan to come here, but she thought it would cheer me up.
• I had recently been fired from work, and it had left me feeling a little moody. My boss had asked me to sleep with him, and when I refused, he framed me up and fired me. He spread different rumours, making my colleagues believe that I had tried to seduce him for a promotion.
• Just before we entered, Bonnie stopped and stood in front of me. She held my shoulders at arms length, and I knew that she was going say something to cheer me up. She was my ever supportive best friend.
• "I brought you here to have fun, to forget about that fucking boss of yours. I know that you really liked the job and it paid you a lot, but with a boss like that, it is not worth it. You will get another one, so fuck him!"
• I smiled, nodding my head at her. I then decided that I was going to my best to have fun, just so her effort would not be wasted.
• Bonnie began to drool over the good looking men, nudging and tapping me as she spotted them.
• "It seems I would be leaving you soon. The men here are so fucking hot!" She squealed. "Just make sure to find yourself a good snack before you leave." She then walked off into the dancing crowd, going to dance with the man she had her gaze fixed on.
• I sighed tiredly. I was not really in the mood for a party, but I didn't want to disappoint her. And I knew that I also needed the break.
• I went to sit around a table, asking a barman I saw serving to get me a mixture of cocktails. I needed something strong at the moment to help me get my mind off work.
• I stayed there, drinking alone for a while, until I got little tipsy.
• Just before I decided to find someone, I heard a deep masculine voice behind me, and I felt a presence by the side of my neck, as he leaned in.
• "Why are you alone, baby girl?"
• I turned to see a man, about a head taller than me. The scent of his cologne wafted into my nostrils, compelling me to want to smell him. He was putting on a black shirt, and black pair of jeans, but I couldn't see his face properly as the lighting in the place reflected against him.
• "Is it strange for a woman to be alone?" I answered back with a question of my own.
• He just chuckled, taking my hand. I wanted to protest, as he didn't even bother to ask me, but I decided against it.
• He took me to the dance floor, taking the liberty of hooking his hands around my waist as we danced together.
• I felt stiff at first dancing with him, but wth time I just let myself loose. I guess this is an even better way of relaxing.
• I hooked my hands around his neck, rubbing my body sensually on him. I knew that he was a stranger, but at that moment, I didn't care,i just wanted to have fun in the best way I could.
• A slight smirk curved on his lips, as his hands came to the sides of my hips, and I smiled, gazing piercingly at him and biting my lower lip in a rather seductive manner. I would had been shier, but I guess the drink helped.
• To my surprise, the stranger suddenly turned me over, so that I have my back to him. He leaned in to my neck, and I could feel his hot breath fanning me. He took his sweet time kissing the skin of my neck, with his hand around my waist. I wanted to continue dancing, but I was so fucking distracted by his kisses and touches. This man was one hell of a turn on, and his scent did nothing to help it.
• "Do you want to get out?" He asked me shoftly after, his voice deep, making my insides respond to him, and I found myself nodding.
• We went outside the club, and to his car. I stared at him, wondering where he was taking me. "Where are we going?"
• "Just for a little drive."
• "And I'm supposed to trust you?"
• "Trusting a stranger is a foolish thing, baby girl."
• I frowned, and he brought one hand to my face, cupping my chin, and rubbing his thumb on my cheek. I sighed and bit my lips again.
• "You can trust me, baby girl."
• I knew that I wasn't supposed to, but maybe it was also the drink, as I found myself nodding.
• He suddenly leaned in and covered my lips with a kiss, startling me. I quickly recovered from the shock, and I began to kiss him as well.
• I squirmed on my seat, as my body didn't feel a bit satisfied with just a kiss.
• He then grabbed my waist and pulled me to sit on his laps, straddling him. I grinded myself against him, feeling his bulge between my legs.
• I stared at him, and the lost in his eyes matched mine. I leaned in for another kiss again, this one more urgent, burning and demanding.
• This was total madness, I couldn't help but think, but I just want didn't want to care. I wanted to get lost in his touches. At least, that was even the reason I came to the club in the first place.
• "Fuck, baby girl..." He pulled away from the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Do you mind spending the night with me?"
• I froze for a moment, thinking about it. Then I felt his touch on my inner thighs. It didn't help that Bonnie made me wear a short gown today. I sighed in satisfaction.
• "Wait... I should call my friend."
• He tilted his head to the side, as a crooked smile appeared on his lips.