CHAPTER 2

***Stephanie's POV***

My night was a bit of a blur.

Until I saw him. Nothing could explain the sudden jolt I felt as our eyes met.

He was perfection.

Our gaze must have held its own for a good while. Like a trance. Then he stepped closer and I felt that pull as well. To my disappointment, I was side tracked and lost him in the crowd.

I have to admit, I lacked the nerves to get close. I mean, who am I to just be here, right? Ogling a gorgeous guy. A college guy at that! He had to have a girlfriend, no guy as good looking as that was here alone. It wasn't possible.

I found myself wandering around. Not really feeling this atmosphere but, I came because Stacy begged me to come with her after she got invited during our college tour.

See, me personally or I mean WE are not really supposed to be here. But, leave it to my good friend to smile at a cute guy and get us into this. In other words, I'm the wingman for tonight. I sighed and continued throughout the house as I passed by couples after couples dancing and sucking face with their partner.

Again, another cup filled with booze was pressed into my hand and I slowly took a sip. I was already nursing the woozy feeling and it was beginning to become difficult to walk and stand straight.

I continued to walk around. Wondering why am I even here? I could have been home relaxing. Alone. But.... Yours truly had to go along with a friend in need of a good time.

I continued on crossing over bodies strewn across the floor passed out. The vibration of the music waning. As I cleared the last space and walked over stretched out legs, I walked headlong into a hard chest. Immediately strong arms shot out and held my waist to steady me.

I looked up to apologize, but he beat me to it. I stood there looking up into his eyes and right away I was without a coherent thought and the liquor wasn't helping either.

He smiled down at me. It was gorgeous. My heart began to thump heavily in my chest. "Do you want to dance?" He asked.

I nodded my head and he gently reached for my hand and pulled me forward through the growing crowd. Lights blinked and fog drifted everywhere. The crowd went wild with different song mixes that blared over the speakers.

The drinks started finding their way around as the songs played on. 

I had to admit I loved the songs, it was hard not to get loose with the lyrics and go wild. He smiled and watched me as we began to dance and shout the lyrics.

He grinned at me, and I just let go. I felt as if I was floating. I've never felt this way granted I have had my share of wine and champagne but not like this. I admit now I'm really drunk and the drinks just kept coming. I could easily decline, but I honestly did not want to.

 Suddenly, I was bumped into then squished against him. We stood there for a moment. The air felt thicker and my heartbeat felt stronger. His eyes drifted to my lips and held a hungry gaze. I've never felt this way before. I've never had a guy look at me like this before either.

Then he lowered his head slowly. Our lips were only a hairs length apart and he waited. I wanted him to kiss me as crazy as it sounds. But yes, as reckless as my plan was I wanted him to kiss me. So, I finally gathered up the courage to let loose, chucked my shyness away in a closet and literally lost the key at that moment. I closed the distance and I kissed him.

I know in the back of my head my conscience is screaming young lady what are you doing? But my body and my mind are shouting pull him closer and don't let him go.

The rush of the kiss and the heat of our bodies had me spiraling out of control. By this time my limbs were starting to wobble and my grip on him was beginning to slip. The liquor was finally rushing through my veins to my head, making its final rounds creating havoc with my senses.

I was floating and before I knew it the sound of the music was muffled and gone. There was just the sound of our pants and heavy breathing. I wanted to stop, but my body had a mind of its own and just went with it. My stomach clenched as I felt his body flush against mine.

Everything was going fast I hadn't any time to register what was actually happening until I felt a soft bedspread at my back and his rock hard body pressed above me. In a matter of seconds, our clothes were discarded and here I was naked with a complete stranger in bed. But the feelings clawing through me did a double take on my senses and I felt a tingling funny feeling between my thighs.

It felt so good and I didn't want it to go away. My body felt so hot I felt like I was on fire. I felt sort of scared and I had no clue what to do. This moment felt so unreal. The moment his caresses started is when I was lost. I wanted more of his kisses and the feel of his lips on my skin.

My fingers could do nothing else but caress him and trace every taut muscle on his skin. Our breathing increased and so did his kisses. When our lips touched again, I felt the touch of his tongue with mine, but the way he kissed me it was... Erotic... sexy... and possessive.

I liked it.

The sensation his lips created grazing over my skin down towards my breasts undid me completely. I felt so out of my element I just let him pull me into his own sexual vortex of adult play. He did things to me; I've only seen in movies and read about. The liquor settling in my body had me so mellow and hot, all I could do is moan and whimper with his every touch.

When he finally let up and gently pressed his legs between mine and parted them, I panicked. My hands went quickly to his chest and his eyes gazed into mine. Pure lust and desire stared at me and it only made the slight twinge between my thighs more intense.

I knew what would come next. But this drunken haze rolling through me edged out the reality of it all it was too late to stop now. I can't lie to myself. I want this as much as I saw in his eyes that he wanted this too.

From the moment I saw him, a sort of unexpected feeling washed over me. But, I don't know him. I've never met him. Why was I feeling this way?

In a matter of seconds, I felt him enter me slowly and I felt nervous. I was immobilized trying to get my alcohol induced mind to catch up to the fact that I was indeed going through with this. I watched his eyes flutter shut as a moan escaped him and he gathered me close then pushed further. I gasped. I closed my eyes bracing myself for the brief moment of pain and discomfort I felt as it slowly subsided and turned into a sense of delicious warmth as his stomach met mine and he held me even tighter.

Drawn tight to his body, I felt overwhelmed as my body tried to adjust to his size. I can't explain this feeling I have of the excruciating pleasure of being turned inside out as he stretched me. I've never felt this.

Then he slowly began to move and this sensation began to build in me when I felt his hips meet mine with slow pumps.

All I could do is cling to him and bury my face in his neck and absorb his intoxicating scent of cologne and smoke while I try desperately to concentrate on the rise and fall of his hips. I wanted his body to continue rubbing against mine. The way it fused to mine sent shivers up my spine.

When he whispered in my ear, "You're my dream, you're so beautiful," he held me close and lowered his lips to mine. He groaned and his hips pumped into me with a deeper measured pace. The feeling within me increased I wanted to scream, but he wouldn't let me as he pressed his lips to mine.

Instinct told me to imitate his movement and soon we began breathing heavier and his kiss became more passionate. My insides began to squeeze around his erection and he let out a soothing groan and went faster. Oh God, why was I feeling this way?

Heat was all I felt flush over me as I trembled clenching my nails into his skin enjoying the sweet tension forming within me. This feeling; it felt so good my heart thumped as his breathing increased and he pumped into me with long measured tender thrusts driving me to the brink of madness. I shuddered more and I felt a relief throughout my whole body.

I was tingly and shaking all over I don't know what happened. I tried to calm my breathing but I only wanted him closer to me, I didn't know what to do; I felt so drowsy and tired. My legs felt weak and my head felt so heavy. I felt him pull away and I drowsily took in his gorgeous eyes as they looked at me when he settled to my side. Then my eyes slowly closed and I let that feeling of sweet oblivion take me.