A Night To Remember

Chelsea's legs were wrapped around him as tight as a koala hangs on a tree.

Liam could have overpowered her. Making her roll on the floor was easy, and that was his intention until two seconds ago. But when he put his hand on the woman's body, he felt his blood rush. The touch creates a spark at the tips of his fingers. Flowing all over his body, and damn it, he felt an unforeseen swelling beneath his pants.

'Dammit!' a strange sensation he hadn't felt in a long time with other women.

His secretary Matthew once scheduled a health consultation at the OBGYN clinic for him. But doctors found no hormonal disturbances and erectile system dysfunction in Liam. From the doctor's statement, Matthew finally admitted that his boss was just a narcissistic man who can't get it up unless the other partner is more beautiful than him .

Back to the scene where Chelsea clings to Liam.

When Liam hugs the woman who is still hanging from his body, she feels so fit right into his embrace. There was no awkward gap between the bodies of the two. His arms seemed to be created just to hug this woman. Really, the woman fit perfectly in his arms.

The man silently looked at her for a moment, then slowly stiffened his hands. As he pressed, their faces grew closer, and he stopped when their noses nearly touched. Liam's lips twisted into a mocking smile. “You want mine inside yours?”

His vivid green eyes pierced hers. Nonetheless, Chelsea looked at him back straight on, unafraid of his stare. He slowly craned his neck sideways, his eyes partially dropped. “Do you understand what you just said, young lady?”

Chelsea looked at Liam's face quite intensely. Even though her eyes were out of focus, she could find the man's eyes, nose, and lips without any problem. Her hand moved from his neck to the man's face. Chelsea cupping his cheeks. "You're so beautiful. Your eyes are like a diamond, well even though I've never seen it but, I mean it's that beautiful. Look at these thick lips! Wow, looks like delicious jelly, I love jelly!”

Chelsea poked at Liam's lips - whose annoyance level hit the roof already! “Oh! Your canine teeth look dangerous like a beast! I wonder how it tastes?” –slurp-

Chelsea licked his canine teeth, and that surprised Liam. No one had ever praised his canine teeth before because it wasn't a common thing either! This woman is really getting on his nerves on another level.

"Hey, you!" –slap!- his scolding trailed off as she smacked his cheeks, again!

“I have never seen a human as beautiful as you. Oh? Are you not a human, but an angel? Hwehwhwe,” it was a random talk of a drunkard, but strangely, his lips carved a smile like a crescent moon.

Chelsea's cute smile knocks on Liam's hard wall. And that sucks!

“Too bad because heaven has lost one of its angels tonight. Because tonight, you are mine!” Chelsea shook her body, and the action made both of them fall onto the bed.

Now, the woman really pounced on him. Showered him with haphazard kisses to his face, to his neck, then to his collarbone. She stealthily took a deep breath and then without thinking, pulled the hem of his waistband. The robe loosened up. Her hands, as if with a life of their own, moved impetuously!

Chelsea's jaw dropped. With his clothes on, he appeared perfect—dashing and strong. But when he was near-naked, the truth was entirely different. There may be a filter in her eyes when she is under the influence of alcohol. Maybe, what is served deliciously underneath her right now isn't a human!

His tightly-knit muscles rippled on his every move. They were as delicate and beautiful as a carefully sculpted Greek statue. "You're gorgeous," she murmured as she traced the man's perfect body.

Instantly, his gaze moved from her wrist to the bold hand that was tugging down his trousers. He was surprised by her actions. His eyes found their way back to her delicate face.

“It must be difficult to have a body like this. Even Jeffrey couldn't possibly have a body like this, because he ate too many carbs!”

As another man's name left her mouth, Liam knitted his brows. It was like waking up from a long dream.

‘Hah!’ Liam almost fell into the temptation. But it's not Liam Shax if he gets carried away easily. He is a man who refuses to sleep with a famous bikini model. Don't underestimate his determination!

Liam Shax is a human to be content with exploiting a feeling that did not belong to him. He has no compassion for women, elders, or children. He is a beast among the beasts.

He yanked her glowing-brunette-haired, hard. "Ack!" the woman screams.

He is getting ready to kick the woman's back with his knee before he halted his action as he looked at her face in pain. A single tear dripped from her dark oceanic blue eyes. Her eyes glimmered with despair.

“Why are you stopping? Do you pity me? Pity me please, and let me have my way! I'll pay you high! Come on! Don't be stingy and gimme yours! Don't covet it by yourself! Stingy!"

"Hah! Haha, ha!" Liam couldn't help but laugh this time. The woman's head was still being pulled back by Liam's rough tug. "Hey young lady, there's something about you that pisses me off!"

Liam grinned at Chelsea, who hadn't realized she was staring too long. She then felt strong hands lift her buttocks and upper body from his body while her legs were latched around his lean waist. Swoosh- he flipped her!

Now, Chelsea's body is served under Liam's big body. “I didn't plan this so I wasn't prepared. Can I do it raw?” he asked half threateningly, he knew women were very sensitive to this matter because of birth control.

Chelsea blinked her eyes. Her curly eyelashes invite the rush of blood in Liam's lower body to get even crazier.

“Ouh, uhm… is this like medium rare, rare, well done- steaks?”

"...Pft. You truly are bad news.” His forehead bumped hers as he whispered, "Let's do it in order."

Before she could say anything, he smashed his lips on hers. The kiss was light and gentle. However, it didn't last long—the kiss that followed was ravenous. His hot tongue probed her lips open and surged inside her mouth. Chelsea gasped for air.

His velvety tongue roughly wandered inside her. When it left her, it found its way in, again and again, leaving her no room to breathe. He sucked her lips and did things she didn't know were possible.

Liam's hands were so busy unzipped her gown. But having immense strength, his rough hands weren't delicate enough to unzipped her clothes without causing damage, so he just yanked and pulled off the white dress that had been bothering her for a long time.

Chelsea trembled faintly, like a sheep in the mercy of a beast. A while ago, she spoke fearlessly but couldn't hide the fear that had started to fill her. Fear from doing it for the first time, under the influence of alcohol—and with a stranger no less!

She did all the things she avoided in her life. The principle of her life is to live like a dignified and kind princess. But now it's shattered.

Her eyes flew open when a cold chill coursed down her body, biting her skin. She found herself wearing nothing but her undergarments. The man looked at Chelsea with pride, amazed by his own piece of work.

From the moonlight peering through the cracks of the drapes, it was enough to illuminate her body. And his green eyes scoured all over it. His stare made her shiver.

"You're too thin," Liam frowned as he felt her collarbone.

His hands slide down her body and wandered about.

Instinctively, Chelsea stiffened at the foreign touch and braced her body for what's to come—the man tightly gripped the cloth separating his palm from her nakedness and without hesitation, ripped it off.

In split seconds, Chelsea's lower body part is exposed. Then she, “Woeeegghh! Ugh."

She puke.

".........You're kidding me," Liam left speechless as the woman puke, then fell soundly asleep under his hot body.