Sinful Desires : Gravity Of Us

Ethan stepped into the pulsating heart of the club, where flashing lights danced across the crowded dance floor. The thumping bass reverberated through his body, and the air was electric with the energy of strangers united in their quest for a good time. He navigated through the sea of bodies, his eyes fixed on the bar, where he intended to lose himself for the night.

As he took a seat at the bar, the bartender raised an eyebrow at Ethan's tailored suit and air of confidence. "What can I get you?" He asked, his voice raised over the music.

"The most expensive drink you have." Ethan replied, his voice firm.

The bartender nodded and slid a glass of amber liquid toward Ethan. He tossed it back, feeling the burn all the way down. The music seemed to grow louder, the lights flashing faster, as he lost himself in the rhythm.

Before long, Ethan was drunk, his inhibitions shed like a skin he no longer needed. He got up from his seat and stumbled through the crowd, the flashing lights and pulsating music fueling his reckless abandon. He made his way to the DJ booth, snatching the microphone from the DJ's hand. The DJ protested, "Hey, give that back!" But Ethan ignored him, walking away with the mic.

Ethan staggered back to the bar, microphone in hand, and climbed onto the table. The crowd's attention turned to him, curious about the commotion. With a drunken grin, Ethan raised the microphone to his lips.

"Tonight." He slurred. "All drinks are on me!"

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, whistles and shouts filling the air. Ethan laughed, feeling a rush of freedom. "Party to your heart's content!" He yelled, before tossing the microphone aside.

The music roared back to life, and the crowd surged forward, dancing and laughing. Ethan stumbled, almost losing his balance on the table, but managed to steady himself, basking in the chaos and revelry he'd unleashed.

Tomorrow was his 26th birthday as well as his engagement party. He'll be getting engaged to a girl he's only met once. Not because of love, but because their families can offer each other the most profitable business alliance.

His parents didn't' even know he was not attracted to women, neither did he dare to openly come out knowing what will be at risk. The heir to a billion-dollar corporation being gay would be a devastating scandal, and that would ruin his father the most. Ethan didn't have the energy to put up with all that, and that's why he simply agreed to getting married. But one thing was sure... He would never be able to give that girl the love she deserves, and he'd make sure to make that clear to her soon enough.

He came to the bar tonight as his last act of rebellion before he gets trapped in a marriage he doesn't even want.

Through the noise and flashing lights, Ethan noticed a stranger watching him from across the room. His chiseled features and piercing eyes seemed almost otherworldly under the flashing lights. Dark hair framed his sharp jawline, and a small smile played on his lips as he watched Ethan with an intensity that made Ethan's heart skip a beat. The stranger's presence was captivating, drawing Ethan in with an irresistible pull.

For once in his life, Ethan wanted to do something for himself. Without thinking at all, he pushed his way through the crowd, walked up to the stranger and kissed him right on the lips, he'd expected the man to push him away, but that didn't happen. The stranger was frozen for a moment, but when he regained himself, he wrapped his hand around Ethan's waist, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss, a kiss that was more than enough to make Ethan lose all his senses.

Things began to get heated and Ethan had to pull away for a second to catch his breath. "Wait.'' He said, breathlessly. "Not here."

"Damn it!" The stranger grunted, his impatience evident in his voice. "Come with me." He took Ethan's hand and dragged him out of the bar.

"Where are we going?" Ethan asked, struggling to stand up straight.

"A hotel. Get in.'' The stranger didn't give Ethan the chance to ask more questions. He guided him into the car, slamming the door shut behind him. He swiftly took the driver's seat and sped off toward the nearest hotel he could find.

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They were finally at the hotel. Ethan who was obviously still drunk didn't even resist when the stranger slammed his lips against his in a heated moment of passion.

Soon, their clothes went flying across the room. Both fully naked now, the man pushed Ethan on the king sized bed and stared at him with a burning intensity in his eyes.

Ethan, fully captivated by the stranger's sexiness was far too gone to even think about his actions. He couldn't stop now, it was far too late to stop now.

The stranger slowly got on top of him while staring deeply at his face, taking in every inch of him, memorizing every feature.

He began trailing wet kisses down his body, kissing every inch, as if worshipping him. 

Ethan grew impatient by the minute. He grabbed a fist full of his hair, pushed his face towards his and kissed him with such hunger and an urgency that made the stranger giddy with need.

Ethan let out a soft moan as his body trembled beneath the stranger's, his hips slowly thrusting back and forth. 

"Please." He cried, begging for more. He wanted more of his touch, he wanted more of everything.

The stranger swiftly turned him around. 

"I'll try to be gentle." The stranger whispered in his ear, then gently sucked on his earlobe.

They spent a very wild and passionate night together, having sex more than once, and to Ethan—it was worth every bit and he enjoyed every single bit of it.

Ethan woke up the next day to an empty bed with no sign of the stranger, only his necklace which he must have forgotten and his amazing scent that still lingered in the air, reminding Ethan of the passionate night they'd spent. 

The stranger was now a part of Ethan, and the memories of their night together was something he would remember for a very long time....