one night to steal my heart

Mira pov

I drank quickly, staring at the bartender as the sweetness hit my tongue. It tasted amazing,but I wanted something stronger if I really wanted to make this night memorable.

“I want something strong,” I muttered, setting my glass on the bar.

“I can give you a glass of Long Island,”the bartender offered.

“Sure. Give it to me.”

I leaned forward as he shoved cola and lemon.” Wow it's surprisingly sweet” I asked, grinning.

“Take it slowly, it's very strong”. I drank it slowly while scanning the room like I was hunting for something.

I wanted to dance, I'd always loved dancing but at least not in a public place,but this drink has just unlocked the part of me that had the courage to do it.

I walked slowly to the dance floor like I owned the place ,not caring anymore whether it was for “couples”. I started moving, wobbling my ass to the beat ,and I could feel eyes on me again.

For some reason,instead of shrinking back like I normally do, sometimes unexpected things sparkled inside me. A shy smile touched my lips as I rolled my hips with more confidence, letting the beat guide me.

Is this what they mean by sexual desire?

I laughed out loud.

A body pressed against mine as I swayed. I almost turned around to tell whoever it was to fuck off until a hand grabbed my ass.

And instead of getting angry I wanted more.

My pussy throbbed in the crotch of my thong from that one touch. I froze for half a second, stunned by my own body's reaction. No one had ever grabbed my ass like that before and I did know what to do with the feeling.

Our bodies moved together in the music and I followed his lead without thinking. He took my hand and a shiver ran up my spine.

The. He whirled me around.

My back hit his chest. He pulled me closer,then shoved my ass against his crotch. I rolled my hips to the beat, grinding lightly against him.

What am I even doing?

I shook the thought off because I didn't want to stop.

He spun me again, still holding my ass,and this time I faced him.

He was tall, about 6”3,with dirty blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. The way he looked at me like he could see straight through me made my stomach flip. I couldn't pull my gaze away

He was a stunning man.

Broad shoulders,strong jawline and a lean athletic build that completed the picture. That kind that didn't look exaggerated,just powerful,like it belonged there. A tattoo curled over his shoulder, disappearing where I couldn't see it. I couldn't even tell where it started.

He looked older. Eight,nine,maybe even ten years older than me.

I didn't mind though,he said something,but my brain lagged behind his voice.

“I hope you don't mind me getting you a drink?”

I blinked , still trying to process him. He swallowed and cleared his throat and I realised I'd been staring too long.

“Huh”

He smirked.”I said let's go and have something to drink”.

“Yeah sure.”

Then Ava vice cut through the moment.

“Good luck, don't forget everything we talked about!”

She sounded drunk. Heat rushed to my face remembering what she meant. I glanced at him, mortified.” I'm so sorry about my friend,please ignore her because she's just drunk.”

It's okay.” He leaned closer,still smiling. “Let's go get drinks or do you want to get out of here.

“Let's get some drinks.”

“Sure,” he said.

“Can you please give me what you made for me last time?”

“Sure coming right up. What can I get you sir?”the bartender asked.

He turned to the bartender.” Bring me a bottle of Henri IV dudongnon heritage cognac grande champagne.

The bartender's mouth dropped. “Please give me five minutes sir , I'll have to call my manager to attend to you sir.

“Sure, bring us glasses. And I'll need ice with my drink.”

The poor man was trembling and I wasn't sure why. We walked over to our seats and when our drinks arrived,what I was drinking was incredible.

My name is Rowan. What's yours?”

“Mira.”

Mira is a beautiful name,he said. “I like it.

“Thank you,” I said,”so how old are you”.

“Thirty”

Just then Xavier and Ava came over to say their goodbyes. When Xavier looked at our table,I saw his mouth open.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself," Xavier said. We'll check in tomorrow. We're on our way home.” Then, quieter,he added,”please take care of her,”he stared at Rowan.

“Stay safe!” Ava shouted. Xavier lifted her bridal style ,she was that drunk and carried her away.

“I am so sorry,”I said, mortified. “Please don't mind_”

Rowan didn't let me finish then his lips found mine,the kiss was slow, unhurried and impossibly gentle, stealing every thought in my mind. He kissed me like he was starving, giving me enough time to catch my breath before deepening it ever so slightly. My knees weakened and I instinctively grabbed his shirt to keep steady.

Heat rushed to my cheeks. My heart hammered so loudly I was sure he could hear it.

My very first kiss.

He stepped back and looked at me ,maybe I didn't know how to kiss,maybe I disappointed him. He gripped my waist and murmured,” First kiss, huh?”. His words sent chills down my spine.I just stared at him ashamed . Then I nodded and turned away, humiliated.

He took my hand and led me downstairs. He made a call and a Mercedes maybach S_class came to a full stop outside. When we got in,he told the driver to take us to his suite. All the way to the hotel we kissed.

He carried me from the lobby to the top floor in bridal style. The suite was enormous,he set me down on the sofa and slipped my dress of. I instinctively tried to cover myself but he shifted my hands away.

Down there,I was drenched.

“God, you're beautiful,” He whispered it in a breath,almost like a silent prayer.