Chapter 1 The stranger
The music was loud enough to make the glasses on the bar tremble.
Lena had promised herself she would only stay for one drink.
One drink had become three.
She leaned against the polished bar, watching the crowd move beneath the blue and violet lights. Everyone seemed to belong there except her.
Then she noticed him.
He wasn't dancing.
He stood near the far end of the room dressed in black, one hand resting casually against his glass. He looked older than the men around him , perhaps early forties, and there was something about the way he watched the room that made Lena wonder what he was thinking.
Then his eyes met hers.
She looked away.
A few seconds later, she looked back.
He was still watching her.
But he wasn't smiling his expression was dark.
Most men would've smiled at her.
But not him.
She looked down at her drink, annoyed that she'd noticed him at all.
A few minutes later, someone took her empty seat beside her.
She knew who it was before she looked.
Adrian
He sat close enough that she caught the faint scent of his cologne-something dark and warm seemed completely out of place beneath the club's sharp smell of alcohol and perfume.
Their shoulders were almost touching.
Almost.
Lena shifted slightly, suddenly aware of the small distance between them.
Adrian didnt move.
He placed his glass on the bar and stared ahead.
Neither spoke.
The silence felt strangely intimate.
Lena glanced at him.
His jaw was tense. His sleeves were rolled just enough to reveal the edge of a watch beneath his cuff.
She looked away quickly.
"You're sitting very close", she said.
"I know."
His voice was quite.
Lena swallowed.
She expected him to move.
He didn't.
Instead, he turned his head toward her, and for a moment their eyes met from only inches apart.
Something changed in his expression.
Not softness.
Something far more dangerous.
His gaze dropped briefly to her lips before returning to her eyes.
Lena's breath caught.
"Do you always make strangers uncomfortable?" she whispered.
"Only when they keep looking at me."
"I wasn't looking."
"You were."
She smiled despite herself.
"And you're not?"
"No."
"Then why are you sitting here?"
His eyes held hers.
"Maybe I wanted to see how long you'd
pretend you weren't interested."
Lena's smile disappeared.
The space between them suddenly felt much smaller.
Neither of them moved.
Neither looked away.
And somehow, without touching her, Adrian had made Lena feel as though he already knew exactly how much trouble he could cause.
"And if I am interested?"
Adrian's expression barely changed, but something in his eyes darkened.
"Then you should be careful."
"Why?"
"Because I'm not looking for anything."
"Neither am I."
The words came out more confidently than Lena felt.
"Let's dance", she said with a seductive smile.
She pulled his hand and they were on the dance floor.
She swayed her hips and pushed her behind against him.
He could feel himself growing and that made him frustrated.
She turned around and pushed her tongue in his mouth trailing it along his cheeks towards his ear saying, "I want to taste you."
For once just for once she wanted to let herself go.
Adrian studied her for several seconds.
Then he stood.
For one strange moment, she thought he was leaving.
He held out his hand.
"Come with me."
Lena stared at it.
"Where?"
"Don't you wanna taste me."
She knew she should say no.
Instead, she placed her hand in his.
His fingers closed around hers, firm and warm.
The rest of the night became a blur of music, whispered conversations, stolen glances, and the growing awareness that neither of them was pretending anymore.
When they finally left the club, the cool night air did nothing to settle the tension between them.
Outside, Adrian stopped beside his car.
"Lena."
She looked up at him.
"If you come with me, things are going to change."
Her heart raced.
"Maybe I want them to."
For the first time that night, Adrian's composure broke.
He leaned toward her, giving her every opportunity to step away.
She didn't.
Their kiss was slow at first, almost hesitant, before the tension that had been building all evening finally gave way.
One kiss became another.
Lena laid on the bed completely naked.
Adrian stood at the end staring at her.
"I'm going to eat you now."
Just him saying those words on her pussy was enough to make her scream.
"I haven't evens started and you're a mess, what happened to the brave girl who wanted to taste me."
"I am brave.", Lena moaned not even able to finish her sentence.
He started licking pushing his tongue in and out of her hole using the other finger to rub her clit.
Lena was sweating and painting she was a complete mess.
She shouted in pleasure and squirted all over his face.
"Oh she's a squirter, look at you a complete mess just because I ate you how are you going to react when I fill you up."
Adrian took out his long hard strained dick and pushed it inside her fast.
She screamed.
"So tight , it seems as if I'm your first."
Lena just continued moaning.
It was long hard strokes, Lena kept on squirting.
He sucked her breasts that filled his hands perfectly.
Adrian came undone and shot his sperm deep inside her.
He got up and noticed blood.
"You were a fucking virgin!"
"Yes and that was better than I imagined it would be , thank you hot Mister for taking my virginity." she mumbled and then he heard light snoring.
He covered her with the sheets and went to the balcony for a smoke.
In all his years he has never felt so drawn to someone , but he also feels guilty for taking her virginity, he feels as if he just wants to protect her and hide her away from the world.
By morning, Lena lay awake beside him, staring at the ceiling.
She didn't know his last name.
She didn't know where he lived.
She didn't know why a man like Adrian had chosen her.
But she knew one thing.
She would remember this night.
What she didn't know was that months later, she would discover exactly who Adrian was.
