THE NIGHT WE MET

The bass thrummed through my body, the club packed with laughter, sweat, and secrets. My close friend, Harper, had talked me into a night out - and I was here, more out of obligation to her than anything else. The lights, the music,the drinks,all of it felt pointless, a temporary distraction from the lingering pain and depression that had consumed me since the breakup.

My body wrapped in a black, form-fitting dress that hugged my curve. The hem of the dress flared out at the hips,the skirt stopping just above my knees, showcasing my toned legs. The neckline was modest, just low enough to display the curve of my collarbones and a hint of cleavage. My chestnut hair cascaded over the shoulders in loose waves and as for the makeup was just subtle but enhanced,striking my features beautifully.

But I was a complete wreck in the inside.

I lean against the bar counter, signalling the bartender with a wave.

"Bartender," I called out over the music, my voice a bit more confident than how I feel inside. "Can I get a glass of your strongest whiskey, please? Neat."

The bartender nods, his eyes flickering over me briefly before he begins to prepare my drink. Staring at me like some weirdo. Ugh Men.

As I had my strong Whiskey,the memories of my ex flooding in mind, the breakup, the pain, the betrayal. I tried to drown them out, to numb myself with the burn of the alcohol, but each sip only seems to intensify the hurt down my throat to my very soul.

I gestured to the bartender once again, my voice a little more slurred than before. "Another, please. Make it a double this time."

Drowning another double shot of whiskey,I'd lost sight of time,my mind a blur. The alcohol was taking its toll on me and with it,my emotional walls were crumbling.

The pain of the breakup, the loneliness, the heartache – it all washed over me in a flood of emotions,was I not good enough for him? After everything I went through? I had even sensed I'd be his fiancée soon but only to find out he loved another person all along,behind my back. The sudden tears welled up in my eyes,but I refused to let them fall, stubbornly blinking through the stinging in my eyes and the ache in my chest.

I was strong I could do this.

I pushed myself up from my seat,my legs unsteady beneath me,the world tilting slightly with each step. The tears I had been holding back spilled over—hot, silent, relentless—tracking down her cheeks,a large lump in my throat as I moved.

Wobbly steps carried me through the pulsing crowd, bodies brushing past me like waves in a sea I didn’t want to be part of. The music blurred into a low throb in my ears. I...I didn’t know where I was going—just "away". Away from the memories, from his voice echoing in my head "I dont love you anymore"

I stumbled forward—my vision blurred, my chest tighter than two knots—when suddenly I had collided with a solid wall of warmth. A man.

I didn’t see his face. Didn’t care who he was at this point.

All I knew was that his arms caught me instinctively,strong and steady around my trembling frame…and something inside me just 'broke'.

My hands fisted into the soft fabric of his shirt—black, expensive—and I just buried my face against his chest as sobs tore through me,hard ones like never before.

"He left me..." I chocked out between ragged breathes,shoulders trembling. "He...left me for Her."

Then I felt a response when the Man held me,closer into his chest. And yet,despite the pain I felt,he was there,warm,strong the sudden heat radiating from him. This presence made my world shut around me.

His thumb rubbed my tear gently away. His touch was gentle—unexpected—but it sent a jolt through me.

I lifted my head slightly, blurry vision clearing enough to meet his eyes.

But even through the haze of tears and half-lights,I could see the hard edges to his jaw,the intensity in his gaze. This man was all sharp angles and cool control. And yet... here he was, holding me together when he had no reason to.

He could ditch me if he wanted too.

My hands reached his face. His breathing was steady,I just launched myself kissed the mans neck slowly,his scent rather intoxicating than Normal. Oh God,why does he-

I heard a groan followed by,"Fuck it."

My back hit the wall,a cool plaster a stark contrast to the heat now raging through me. I gasped as the man pushed forward, pinning me with his frame, his lips burning a trail up my neck.

I couldn't help but moan. Hands tangled in his shirt,fingers fisting in the fabric like I was holding on for my dear life.

And God, his 'scent'... It was dark and rich, like the finest whiskey and it filled my senses, drowning out everything else in a dizzying rush of fucking sensation.

My legs suddenly arch together as he placed his hand under my dress. His palm moved up my thigh,his fingers teasing the bare skin beneath her dress. I gasped, as i felt his finger pull aside my laced black underwear the contact electric as he rubbed my folds I and found my hips jerking involuntarily, seeking more.

His other hand trapped mine against the wall, pinning me in place, and his thumb traced a slow, tantalizing circle against my inner wrist. As if testing my pulse, or making a promise...

Then I almost let out a loud moan as he entered his fingers in my pussy. I throw my head back as I moaned sharply. His teeth sink in my skin as he thrusted two fingers in. I almost cried for my life.

"Mmm." I groan against ear,loud enough to hear me.

My legs wobbling as he went faster with his fingers. I cover my mouth with my other hand,not wanting to scream my ass out. Suddenly my legs gave in as I lost balance,he quickly wrapped one hand around my waist,holding me in place.

He slipped his hand deeper,feeling my G-spot,a slight thrust and I felt my orgasm burst out...hard. I moaned roughly as my tears flooded out. My legs dripping wet to the floor.

I gasped out for air slowly,he then kissed my lips lightly. Wet,hot and sweet. At this point I should have been embarrassed,ashamed but this man tapped to my very core like never before.

I just felt a lift off the ground. He carried me in his arms. I closed my eyes not giving a single shit where he'd take me.

All I feel is relief just for once in my life with a man I had barely known.