I sat on the stool, absentmindedly sipping my drink as I looked around the club. The music throbbed through the club as everyone was lost in each other's company.

It was my mother's bachelorette party, and I was here more out of obligation than enthusiasm. Most of the people present at the club happened to be her friends and family.

Glancing through the neon room, I spotted my mother engrossed in conversation with her friends, reveling in the celebration. I rolled my eyes, contemplating the inevitability of being here. It was just a big score for her. She had recently caught the attention of a billionaire, and how she had managed to convince him to marry her was still a wonder to me.

I was lost in thought and didn’t notice when Freya slid into the chair beside me. I was currently standing close to the bartender, swinging my drink while looking around the party, which didn’t seem to interest me.

“Hold on, it’s your Mother’s Day... why not enjoy it and stop lingering on your own here,” Freya said to me as I rolled my eyes at her. She was my best friend, and knowing her, she always had something to say.

I shook my head, not in the mood for this. Why celebrate something that wouldn’t last anywhere? I hate to admit it, but my mother is more interested in her husband's wealth than in the marriage itself.

“I don’t feel like celebrating, Freya,” I said as I sipped my drink.

“At least pretend to be happy. There are handsome men all around you. You could hook up with one,” she rolled her eyes as she replied to me while winking at me.

She knew me well enough. I loved flirting and sex. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend two months ago, and since then, I have taken the remedy of being in several men’s beds.

But today, as I looked around the club, I couldn’t find someone of interest at the moment. As much as I would love to spend the night with a total stranger, none of these men caught my interest.

"I haven't found anyone who's caught my interest," I sighed to Freya, who chuckled in response.

Just then, a deep voice interrupted our conversation.

"Do I not interest you?" I turned to see a man standing beside me, and it took everything in me not to drop my drink.

My eyes locked onto his striking features and well-built

physique and my heart started racing.

He was undeniably handsome. My heart raced as our eyes locked, and a sly smirk played on his lips. I knew he could see me checking him out.

“Like what you see?” he said as he winked at me.

Speechless for a moment, I managed to stammer, "Uh, well, I..."

He interrupted with a confident chuckle, having successfully captured my attention.

Freya excused herself from the suddenly awkward situation. She winked at me as she left. She probably knew where this would end, as she left me to face this charming stranger alone.

Blushing, I felt a gentle warmth as he reached for my hands. The man exuded undeniable attractiveness, dressed in a sleek blue suit that accentuated his strong, masculine frame.

"You're absolutely beautiful," he said, his words sending a shiver down my spine. A confident, charming smile played on his lips, and it was impossible not to be drawn to him. His presence held a magnetic allure. I could feel myself blush at his words. I had been told several times that I was beautiful by different men, but his compliment seemed to be special.

Before I could respond to his compliment, he signaled the bartender to refill my drink.

“Thank you,” I responded as the bartender filled my glass. I swallowed, feeling a thrilling sensation wash over me.

I couldn’t tell if he was trying to get me drunk, but currently, I would do anything to escape this party at the moment. I could see my mother stealing glances at me from across the room. I ignored her as I focused on the stranger.

The club was filled with loud music, and he leaned towards me and said,

“So I am Damien and you are?” He asked with a gentle smile. I knew at that point there was no way I was going to leave here without him. I could feel a wet spot already between my legs from the smile he threw at me.

“I am Ariana,” I responded, as he smirked at me.

“So what are you doing here? Are you here for the club or the bride?” He asked me. At that point, I turned back to look at my mother, who was drinking with her friends. It seemed she had forgotten that she would need to be sober by tomorrow.

“The bride,” I replied as I smiled at him.

“You seem to be so idle here. How about a dance?” He asked me as he offered his hands. I knew it wasn’t a bad idea, and I didn’t want to leave this night without having this hot stranger. A dance wouldn’t hurt.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied as I placed my hands in his. He led me to the dance floor, keeping his body close to mine, his hand expertly guiding me, as I could feel our bodies collide with each other.

His scent... It's so masculine and intoxicating... making it hard for me to control myself. I could already feel his touch on my skin. I was curious what his lips would taste like and what it would be like to have him all to myself just for tonight.

As if that wasn’t enough, his fingertips grazed lightly along my back, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. A chill ran down my spine. As if he knew what he was doing, he smirked at me.

With each movement, our bodies pressed closer, and his hands accidentally brushed my boobs. The heat radiating between my legs became so unbearable. I could feel my panties already soaked from here.

His breath fanned across my neck, sending shivers down my spine as his lips brushed against my earlobe. I was beginning to know he was doing this on purpose to turn me on.

I gasped as his fingers trailed down my waist, finding their way to my ass. The song became slow music as couples around us held each other in a dance, but here I was lost to his gaze as he held me closer to him.

As he placed his hands on my ass, he squeezed it roughly, pulling me against him so I felt his hardness against my core. We were both turned on, and I could already feel his soft moans in my ear.

I was lost in the moment. I forgot he was a stranger, and I didn’t care. The intoxicating chemistry between us got so intense, and I was lost in it. I was already moaning to the music. Each movement he made ignited the flames within me.

I couldn’t take it anymore. We needed to get out of here and feed each other passion. I needed him as much as he needed me.

“How about we take this somewhere we could explore this?” I finally complied with my primal urges. I could see over the neon light as he smirked at my words. He wanted me to want him, and now I did. I couldn’t hold it back.

“I think I know somewhere,” he whispered in my ear as I giggled back. He held my hands as he led me away from the dance hall. I looked back to find any familiar faces, but I couldn’t find either Freya or my mother. Not caring about the consequences of my actions, I let Damien lead me.

Soon we were away from the noise of the music, and we found ourselves in the office.

“Whoa, whose office is this?” I asked.

“You don’t need to worry about that,” he responded. Just as I was about to object to us being here, he turned and locked the door. His actions turned me on. I felt at that moment there was a tap in between my legs. We were going to make love in a stranger's office.

Before I could react, his lips clashed with mine as I struggled to keep up with his kiss. He was a good kisser, and something told me I wasn't going to ever forget that night.

“I need you,” I told him, and I could see him smirking. As soon as my top was off, next off was my pants. I was standing in just my bra and panties as he took a step back to admire me.

“Like what you see?” I said, teasing him as I smiled brightly.

“You have no idea,” he replied as his lips clashed back to mine. I held onto him as I kissed him hard. I held onto him as I felt his hands on my bra, and in a second, he threw my bra far to the end of the room, freeing my boobs to the room, where he slapped each of them.

“Turn around, let me see that pretty butt of yours,” he told me as I smirked.

I turned around as he lifted his hands to slap my butt, making me let out a moan in response.

Soon he got his hands on the strings of my panties as he began to drag them down. I moaned as I felt my legs get each of my panties. Soon I was standing before him naked. I looked at him, and I could tell his eyes were filled with lust.

He was still dressed in his suit, which hugged his body, and I could see the outline of his cock from here, and I knew it was huge.

I leaned in as he took one of my boobs into his mouth, and I threw my head back in ecstasy. I moaned out as he began biting my nipples gently.

He switched to the other as he used his hands to drag the other while sucking hard.

Soon he took me and kept me on the office table.

“Spread open those legs,” he told me, and I waited not a second as I spread my legs as wide as they could, releasing my pussy scent into the room.

I could see his eyes looking down at my pussy, taking everything in. He lifted his hands as he began to play with my clit.

“You have such a beautiful pussy,” he said, and just as I was about to thank him and tell him to fuck me, he inserted a finger in me, and I let out a moan. Soon he was stroking his fingers deeper into my pussy with no issues.

Soon he added the second finger as he pumped his fingers into my pussy, while going hard and fast and hard, making me scream at a particular point.

“Ahhhh…. Yesss…..just like that,” I moaned out as I encouraged him to continue his assaults on my pussy.

With two fingers, he twisted, flexed, and pulled in and out.

“Brace yourself. I am about to eat this pussy out,” he said in his deep voice, which almost made me climax at that point.