An Unforgettable Night

Chapter 2 An Unforgettable Night

“Give me a Scotch whisky!” Going to 69’s Club was Alexi’s choice after leaving Arron’s office, a place that had left her nauseous and dizzy.

“Your order, Miss.” A bartender slid over what she had ordered, a large glass filled with crystal-clear ice and a strong alcoholic mix.

Alexi gulped down the golden liquid as it burned its way down her throat. She set the glass aside with only a small amount left, ice cubes clinking inside. “This is completely fucked up. Would men die if they stayed faithful?” she muttered to herself.

The DJ’s music thundered through the club, deafening, the dance floor roaring with people swaying lightly, carefree and unburdened.

She tried to close her eyes, to erase the memory of a few hours earlier in Arron’s office. But the image of that couple seized her mind. “Damn it,” she cursed, failing to chase it away.

Her head lowered, blondish-brown hair falling over her made-up face. Her red dress stood in sharp contrast to her pale, flawless skin.

Her awareness began to blur under the influence of the alcohol. She slid off the chair and made her way to the dance floor, her body swaying unconsciously, as if the music had merged with her.

“Careful, girl.”

An unsteady step nearly sent Alexi stumbling to the floor, but strong hands caught her in time. The scent of woody musk filled her senses, and Alexi etched the fragrance into her memory.

She lifted her face. In front of her stood a handsome man with a sharp jawline, sexy lips, and an athletic body built with solid muscle. “Your arms are hard, handsome.”

Alexi leaned closer while the man, still holding her, remained silent. “Your lips are sexy too. You must be good at kissing. Are you good in bed as well? How long does it take you to climax, hmm?” She was a mess, with no idea what had driven her to say something like that.

“You’ve had too much to drink, Miss. Looks like you have a lot of problems, or maybe your brain does?” The handsome man leaned in as well, his eyes unable to pull away from her red lips and the swell of her chest now pressing forward, her dress barely containing it.

“No, no. My brain is still fine, it’s just my heart that’s the problem.” Alexi tried to stand upright, though it was difficult, everything felt like it was moving. Because of that, she looped her arms around the man’s solid neck. “My boyfriend cheated on me with his coworker. Do you think my brain and heart are okay right now?”

Her slender fingers traced his neck, slid down his muscular arm, and stopped at his wrist. “I like your tattoo,” she said, kissing the hand of the stranger. She could not make out the design clearly, her vision blurred.

The man tensed when her lips brushed his hand. Heat flared through his body, and he leaned down, pressing his lips near the crown of her head. “I have many other tattoos. Want to see them?”

Alexi looked up and rose onto her toes, their lips barely a centimeter apart. She could feel his breath against her mouth. “Sorry, I’m not interested.” She pushed him away and continued toward the center of the dance floor.

Her body moved lightly and freely, following the pounding music. Tonight, Alexi wanted to drown her pain in alcohol.

Lost in dancing, she accidentally bumped into someone behind her. “Oops, sorry.”

“No problem, drunk girl.”

“You.” Alexi turned and lifted her face, her eyes narrowing when she saw it was the man who had caught her earlier. “Did you follow me?”

“I saw you were alone.” With the music blaring, he leaned close to her ear. “I’m making sure you don’t fall.” His hand slid to her slim waist. They swayed together, Alexi’s arms circling his neck.

“Want to find somewhere quieter?” he offered, his hand still resting on her waist. “What’s your name?”

Alexi kept moving her body and ignored Austin’s question, the alcohol fully taking control. All she knew was that she was pressed against the solid body of a stranger.

Their gazes met, and they both fell silent. Swept up in the moment, Alexi leaned in without realizing it, her lips meeting Austin’s. An intense, deeply intimate kiss unfolded in the middle of the dancing crowd.

Austin was lost in the movement of Alexi’s tongue. Without breaking the kiss, he guided her to the side, pressing her back against the wall. His warm tongue invaded her mouth, his hands cupping her firm, shapely ass, everything fitting perfectly in his grasp.

“Ah.” Alexi moaned as Austin’s warm tongue moved along her slender neck. Her chest lifted, her head tilting back as if offering him access.

“Do you want us to go to a hotel?” Austin pulled back, staring at her with desire as her mouth remained open from her soft gasps.

Damn it, her core throbbed. Just kissing had already aroused her. She studied his handsome face, her fingers tracing his jaw now drawn tight.

Her thoughts were a mess, clouded by alcohol. Austin’s kisses set her body on fire.

Whatever crossed Alexi’s mind, she nodded, accepting the invitation of a man she did not know.

Austin quickly booked a room in the same building as the club. The alcohol had a powerful effect on them. Even after entering the room, their kissing never stopped.

“I’m Austin. What’s your name?”

“Alexi.”

Without breaking the seal of their lips, they moved to the center of the bed and shed the fabric clinging to their bodies.

“Slowly. This is my first time,” Alexi said, catching her breath.

“You’re a virgin?”

Her face flushed as Alexi nodded.

“Wow.” Austin shook his head, lifting one eyebrow. “I can’t believe there are still virgin girls in this city.”

“And I’m that girl.”

“Yeah.” Austin wasted no time. After several moments of foreplay, he pushed his manhood inside her. It was his first time making love to a virgin, and there was some difficulty as he breached Alexi’s maiden barrier. Still, his thrusts eventually sank him deep into the core of her body.

Alexi gripped the sheets as she felt the friction of the tip of Austin’s length. Her body tensed, her breath held as the burning sensation struck her intimately. One push, her eyes squeezed shut.

“This will hurt, but I promise it will turn into pleasure. You’ll moan with every thrust,” Austin said as he moved his hips again, still struggling, as if a wall stood in his way.

Unable to bear the sight of Alexi’s pained expression, Austin kissed her lips to distract her from the pain. When he thrust again, his kiss was gentler this time, unhurried, focused on making her comfortable. He also guided Alexi’s hands to his neck.

“Ah.” Alexi broke the kiss as her body felt as if it were being torn, her hands clawing at Austin’s tattooed back.

“Does it hurt?” Austin pulled away, turning his face slightly when he saw tears pooling at the corners of her eyes.

“It feels like you’re tearing my body apart. It’s okay, people say it will feel good later,” Alexi said hoarsely. “I trust you.” They kissed again, and Alexi moaned once more as Austin moved above her.

“Damn, you’re incredible, Alexi.”