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 with 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 more shy, but I guess the drink helped.

To my surprise, the stranger suddenly turned me around, so that I had 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 to do, 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 lust 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.