I could see the beautiful New York skyline from my office as I stood behind the huge glass mirror, losing myself in the mesmerizing vivid colors as the sun was setting. I smiled in satisfaction, feeling peaceful and relaxed. It was almost dawn and I decided to have a drink at the club near my office. I like to drink alone and mostly preferred to be in the company of no one. I was currently interning at my dad's company and was going take over the hotel business after my graduation which was tomorrow and I couldn't be happier that he trusted me to carry on his legacy. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Mr.Willams?" My dad's secretary, Gina knocked on the door. I cleared my throat and asked her to come in.
"Your dad asked you to be here early tomorrow to discuss the documents regarding the company take over policies," she nervously adjusted her specs and kept fidgeting with the file in her hands.
"Alright, you may leave," I said with no emotion and watched her leave my office. She was kind of pretty in a dorky way but I never mix business with pleasure. All I want was to have fun and I was never interested in the idea of going on dates or falling in love. I haven't been in a single relationship and I was doing fine so far. The idea of falling in love and being together just made me sick.
I dragged myself out of my office and drove my black Mercedes to the club named 'Boats'. Once I reached, I parked the car and went inside, ordering my usual and found a booth at the corner of the club. The place was packed with the music blasting through the speakers and I could see the people having a good time as it was Friday. Most of the girls were wearing minimum clothing with a face full of makeup. Same old shit! Nobody caught my attention, I took out my phone and tried to keep myself busy so that no one would bother me.
"I'LL FUCKING BREAK YOUR HANDS, IF YOU TOUCH ME LIKE THAT, ASSHOLE," Woah! I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl with mid-length blonde hair slapping a guy who looked like a sleaze bag. She had her back towards me and I couldn't see her face. She was unsteady on her feet, clearly drunk beyond her mind, and was wearing a black dress that hugged every curve of her body, making my cock twitch in my pants. Fuck, I didn't even see this girl's face and I was already turned on. I tried to get a glimpse of her face but she didn't turn around. Dammit, I had this sudden urge to walk over and pull her close to me. And just when I was about to give up, she turned around, making me intake a huge breath. She was beyond beautiful with enticing green emerald eyes and a heart-shaped face. I trailed my eyes all over her perfect body and let out the breath that I was holding. Fuck, she was smoking hot and I couldn't peel my eyes off her. She was about to walk away from that sleaze bag but he grabbed her from behind and she stepped on his feet, making him yell in pain. I laughed at the scene in front of me and found myself, making my way towards her. She has definitely got my attention.
"You bitch," The guy cursed and was about to hit her. I pulled her towards me before he could land the hit and glared at him. She turned her head towards me and the scowl on her beautiful face disappear in almost an instant. I saw those emerald eyes going wide with shock and she peered at me through those thick lashes with her lips parted.
"Oh wow," she said in almost a whisper which I wouldn't have heard it if she hadn't been close to me. I smirked and turned my attention to that sleaze bag.
"I can take it from here. Fuck off," I sneered and he walked away grumpily. She pulled away from my grip on her waist and pushed me.
"I'm not some damsel in distress and I don't need your help." She straightened her short dress and I couldn't help but notice her delicious cleavage which made me want to do unspeakable things to her. Fuck! I looked away and ran my hands through my jaw. I remained silent, watching her trying to stand steady on her feet. The heels that she was wearing were not helping her and she was about to fall when I caught her by my arms.
"Still think you don't need my help?" I raised my eyebrows and she held onto my tie. Christ, she smelled so good like vanilla and amber mixed with her sweat which made me drool.
"I might be a little drunk," she cleared her throat and I couldn't help but smile at her.
"Are you here with anyone?" I asked her out of curiosity since no one came looking for her.
"Ummm.. I came with my friend but she went home with her boyfriend." She slurred and laid her head on my shoulders.
"Do you have a ride?" I asked her before she could pass out and she shook her head. Damn, I badly wanted to take her home and have my way with her but she was clearly drunk and I decided to be the gentleman I was.
"I'll drop you at your house, come on." I dragged her outside while she barely walked.
"I am not going to sleep with you. You are a st--stranger. I don't care how hot you look, I'm not that kind of a girl." She tried to pull away from me and I tried to control my smile. She was amusing and different from the girls who threw themselves at me.
"Relax, I'm just giving you a ride home. I have no intentions of sleeping with you," That was an obvious lie. I wanted to fuck her senselessly.
"Okay, stranger. By the way, why are you in a suit?" she asked with a pout.
"Because I go to work?" It came out as a question. I unlocked my car and placed her on the passenger seat while I got in and pulled off from the driveway of the club.
"Where do you live?" I asked her, fixing my gaze straight ahead and tried my best to not look at her. She was fucking with my mind.
"I'll type the address in your GPS," she spoke, bending forward and I couldn't help but notice her flawless smooth skin and her long legs. I wanted to wrap that legs around my waist and--- Fuck, Stop it. After some time, I found her staring at me and turned my head to find her biting her lips. I wanted to bite those luscious lips.
"What?" I asked her, loosening my tie.
"You look really hot and I know for a fact that all hot guys are jerks. But you don't seem bad." She stated and crossed her legs, showing more of her skin. Jesus Christ! I was this close to losing my shit and fucking her brains out. I remained silent and tried to think of something else.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" she spoke again and I let out a small chuckle.
"I didn't do girlfriends, sweetheart," I stated dryly, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"Oh my god, please don't tell me you are gay." She gasped, making me laugh hard. She was funny.
"I'm definitely not gay," I smirked. If only she knew how straight I was.
"That's a relief. All that hotness would have been such a waste," she sighed and looked out of the window. "I can't believe I'm in a car with a total stranger. I don't even know your name." She giggled which was cute and I couldn't help but smile at her.
"You can't be worse than the people I have known for more than three years. I mean, who would have thought I would find my boyfriend fucking another girl," It looked like she was talking more to herself than me. I kind of felt bad that her boyfriend cheated on her. Who would cheat on a girl like this? Fucking loser. She continued, "Maybe I should be like you. I'm done with guys and I'm not going to date anymore." She folded her arms in front of her, exposing more of her cleavage. Focus on the road, buddy. She fell silent as I reached her home.
"Alright, we are here," I stated, unbuckling my seat belt and turned towards her.
"Thanks for the ride, stranger." She sighed and got out of my car, walking towards her house. I kept staring at the way she was swaying her ass unintentionally while walking towards her door. Fuck, I needed a cold shower. I shook my head and turned my car around, trying not to think about her but there was something intriguing about her and I couldn't get her out of my mind. This wasn't good. I tried to convince myself that she was just a random girl who was cute and funny. I mean, it's not like I'm going to see her again, right? If only I had known how wrong I was.
“But I have to study, Ashley?” I whined through the phone, trying to convince my best friend that I was not coming to the game night. She used to live with me in my grandmother’s house but recently she moved in with her boyfriend, Jake, and wanted me to come to their traditional game nights. They have it every week and I liked hanging out with them until Jake’s friend Dan started coming to the game nights and hit on me often.I didn’t like him that much.“You always study and I know you are smarter than the rest
I rushed out of the elevator, trying to get a hold of him before he could escape. Everything was coming back to my mind in bits and pieces. Of course, I couldn't remember the conversation but I was damn sure he dropped me home. I can't believe it has been almost a year. He must have recognized me earlier and that's why he had that smug look on his face all evening. God, I hope I didn't embarrass myself too much that day."Austin, wait," I ran like a crazy woman and saw him unlocking his car. He turned around at the sound of my voice as I stood in front of him, trying to catch my breath.
"I'll just follow you to the club since I have my car," I said as we walked towards the parking lot."I'll have someone drop it at your house. Get in my car," he said in an authoritative tone and I raised my eyebrows."Fine," I rolled my eyes and got in. We drove in silence and I kept my gaze outside the window the whole time.
The next morning I woke up to find myself naked with a firm grip around my waist. It felt so good that I moaned involuntarily, inhaling the woody scent which was so familiar. That's when the events of last night came rushing back to my head. I got up with a jerk and pulled up the sheets to cover myself.Shit, shit, shit, stupid Emma.This was a huge mistake. Damn me and my stupid body, to give in to my desires. This was going to be so awkward. I turned to my side to find Austin sleeping peacefully and trailed my eyes all over his chiseled chest. I remembered how amazing last night was and blushed at the thought of it.
"Au--Austin? What are you doing here?" I stuttered, shock evident in my tone. He was wearing a black jacket and white T-shirt underneath it with cargo pants, that hung dangerously low on his hips. His hair was disheveled, making him look even more hotter and those hazel brown eyes bore into mine.Damn, this guy can pull off any attire.He looked so young and sexy in casual clothes and I found myself drooling at the sight of him."Who is this?" he pointed to Liam with raised eyebrows, not answering my question.
I lay on my bed, trying to process everything that happened. He wanted to use me as his sexy toy, only for fucking. It made me so mad and I had no idea why I was mad. It was not like I wanted him to like me and go on a date with me or did I? He was making me go crazy. This was way too much to handle. I thought about how good it felt when he touched me. The masochistic part of me wanted to agree to it and enjoy it but another part of me knew the consequences of what would happen if I catch feelings for him? He would never reciprocate it which will tear me apart. I screamed into my pillow, feeling frustrated and kept tossing and turning until I fell asleep.Fuck you, Austin Williams.I'm not gonna let you win.
Austin’s Pov:I kept tapping my feet impatiently, wanting to get out of Jake’s house as soon as possible. I wanted to see her tonight but she didn’t come as expected. She kept defying me at every turn and it only made me want her more and more. I know she wants me too but something was stopping her. I had no idea why I was pinning for this woman when girls were throwing themselves at me. I tried to get her out of my mind and went to pick up some random girl at the club last night but returned home, drunk out of my mind, craving for her body. I couldn’t believe that I visited her last week. I never go to such lengths for a
The next morning, I woke up feeling well-rested and blinked a few times to be fully awake. I noticed that I was naked with the sheets covering the lower half of my body. I turned to find the other side of my bed empty. Of course, what did I expect? Breakfast in bed? I sat up straight and threw my messy hair in a bun. It was almost 10 am and I heard my stomach growling for food as I didn't eat last night too. I made my way towards the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My make up was smudged and I noticed a few hickeys on my neck and boobs. I blushed at the memory of last night as a small smile crept on my face. It was so amazing and he was right about the fact that I was indeed begging for more. That man had an amazing sex drive and I felt a bit sore down there. I let out a huge breath and jumped into the shower. After scrubbing myself clean, I came out wearing a towel around my body and bumped into a naked chest. I screamed in