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~ 19 years later ~

There are two types of men. The attractive ones and irresistible ones. When you see a good-looking man who has a sense of humour and now and then compliments you, that's an attractive man. But when you meet the irresistible man, he says all the right things, he looks like a Greek god of sex, he smells right even when he's sweaty in the club, his hair is always styled in magnificent ways, style of clothing is just the right, he takes you dancing and buys a lot of drinks, and he has money. Irresistible man is the personification of manliness, a lover that can quickly soothe a woman's need.

Sometimes it's hard to say to which group a man belongs to, but when you look at me, you know. I belong to the second one.

I make my way through the club, searching for the right woman to spend the night with. Lights of various colours are flashing brightly, revealing bits and bits of people around me, their dance moves, face characteristics, expressions, clothing they are wearing and with the tiniest pieces I can create the whole picture of the club.

I see a girl in a tight short red dress with bareback which is hidden behind her long locks of platinum blonde curls. She's the only one I find worthy of my time, for she looks like a modern lady, not a hooker like most of the girls in the club do. I slowly make my way, gently pushing people aside. I don't remember this club ever being so crowded.

Her friend talks to her, while she, the lady in red,  is looking at me, eyeing me from top to bottom, biting her lip and giving me a deadly attractive smile. This is my call to turn on my charms and consume her completely.

"People usually come to the club to have fun." I lean on the counter with both arms, looking at her from the side and facing both girls.

The blonde shrugs, holding her glass of mojito. She lifts her drink and takes a small sip "Who said we are not having fun?"

I chuckle and look around to see where the damn bartender is, but also to show her my handsome profile "Let's say I know when a lady wants some excitement, but can't find one."

She turns to me and squares her shoulders, alcohol kicking in her system, relaxing her a little, but not too much, which I really appreciate "If I didn't know better, I'd say you have manners and are a good or at least an honest man." Her friend nearly chokes on her cosmopolitan, which brings a smile on my face.

"Honest, that I am. But about the other accusation...  I am never up to anything good."

She lifts a brow, I dare say in an impressed way, and finishes her mojito, deciding to play hard to get as she slowly gets up. Emphasis on slowly. She wants me to make her stay. "Well, that was a nice chat, but I am no toy, sir. I'm afraid you were right before when you said my friend and I are bored. That's why we are leaving."

I tilt my head in a disappointed and hurt way "Already? Let me at least buy you two a drink, what do you say?"

My blonde diva looks at her friend, a plain brunette, and searches - more like waits for approval on her face. She gets an enthusiastic nod and a broad smile. My chosen lady quickly sits down on the barstool she's been warming with her buttcheeks before "I suppose we could stay for one drink."

I lift my hands in defeat "That's all I ask for." I fix the tension with a smile as I turn to the side, leaning on one arm "Then we should abandon formalities, don't you think?"

She stretches her hand towards me "I'm Eliza, and this is Sally."

I take her hand, feeling her firm grip and letting me know she is not to be trifled with and likes to be in control. I smile casually "I am Nathan."

She presses her lips together, perking them a little as she nods "Pleasure meeting you."

I shake my head "No, Cinderella. The pleasure is all mine." Finally, the bartender shows up, and I order drinks for my new companions "One sex on the beach, one Hugo for the ladies and Ballentines Brasil for me. Thank you."

She lifts a questionable brow, and she looks impressed "A man has a good taste."

"For women." I add and chuckle "I am sorry, that was so lame. Pick-up lines aren't my thing, but this one I just couldn't resist."

***

❤

She pushes me hard against the wall in the hallway as she catapults herself at me, attacking me with her mouth, leading all the kisses and moves. I grunt in our liplock, sending soft vibrations of my low voice over her body and I feel her shiver. I smile at the thought and wrap my hands around her hips, pressing her closer to me, feeling pretty desperate to feel her close, which I've been trying to do this whole evening.

For a moment, I decided to take control of her, and I gently pull on her golden curls, forcing her to tip her head back. As I gaze down at her for half of a second, I give her a small order "Keys.".

Like a good girl, she quickly fishes the keys from her back and unlocks the door of her apartment. I don't give her any spare time to regain her senses, I am right behind her, while she walks around the apartment, always remaining close so she can feel my presence. At last, she turns and looks at me with lust, with complete hunger as she walks backwards slowly, leading me to the bedroom to which I pay no attention at all.

When she sits on the bed, I stand before her and before I know it I am lowering myself on my knees, unbuttoning my shirt in the process.

When I finish doing it, and my shirt is loosely hanging from my shoulders, but also revealing a significant part of my abdomen, she shakes her head and pushes me back gently with a single finger, giving me a devilish smile "You think I'm that easy?"

I chuckle profoundly and rest my hands on her thighs, first placing them above her knee then moving them up slowly, and I see her getting goosebumps. God... That is so hot. "I would never, Cinderella."

She lifts one of her quizzical and well-taken-care-of brows, biting her lower lip in the process "You gonna call me Cinderella, you gonna treat me like one-" She leans forward, but not close enough for me to kiss her, only to feel her hot breath "- Prince Charming."

She spreads her legs a little only to tease me, for I still can't see anything. She leans back on her bed, using her elbows to support her weight, the straps of her red dress slowly slithering down her shoulders.

I know exactly what she wants me to do and I would love to oblige her, sadly, I am just not the puppy type of a man.

I push my hands under her dress, feeling her thighs, the soft and hot skin. One of my favourite parts about women, the soft, warm and gentle skin, especially on their legs and I am not trying to make any suggestions; I just find that part extremely lovable to me. My fingers reach the sides of her panties, and by the material of it, I'd say she was expecting to take someone home tonight. I pull them down, down her thighs, over her knees and to her high heels she's still wearing. She is looking down at me with a large breath stuck in her lungs and red cheeks coloured with excitement.

She spreads her legs a bit more, and I lift myself up a little, my lips kissing the inner side of her thighs as my fingers roll her dress up a little, making space for myself. I hear her moans she desperately tries to hide from me, and it only turns me on more. A girl like her is definitely a rare specimen.

I hold her thighs and nurture them with my lips and hands, caressing them carefully like she's a divine goddess that needs to be most cherished, then I climb on top of her, holding her down with my body so she cannot escape me. I apparently take her by surprise, since she expected me to give her oral pleasure with my tongue.

Breathless, I caress her jaw and gaze down at her flawless face "So sorry, darling. I'm afraid I'll have to please you differently." I smile and kiss the soft area right beneath her ear as I whisper to her "So sad... Isn't it?"

I hear her muffled laugh, and before I know it, she rolls on top, sitting on me, that dress only supported on her body by the size of her breasts and the strong perked nipples. My breath hitches and I can no longer look anywhere else. That girl, I swear...

She bends down to me and kisses me sloppily "If you are not up for the job, then I will have to interfere." Her hair tickles me, and the smell of her fills my nostrils, causing my body to react heatedly. As her hands get rid of the belt in my jeans and push my trousers and underwear down, freeing my member from all the tension, she whispers to me "So sad..." And then she smiles widely like the sexiest devil that she is "Isn't it?"

The way her cherry lips move as she whispers the last two words in a deep, but a feminine whisper, makes me want to take a breather. But right now, she is the only pathway to fresh air for me. Her perfume, her touch, her voice - they all tell me I should start playing by her rules or things might get ugly. I am almost tempted to test how far I can take her, but instead, I give her a muffled and breathless reply, my voice husky and thirsty for her kisses "Yes, ma'am."

She straightens her back, taking everything from me. That woman is such a tease. She is still wearing her underwear, and the fact infuriates me when she starts circling with her hips, smirking while looking down at me. She wants to finish me, and she's very successful at her job. Just when I think I got used to the feeling of her hot thighs surrounding my erection, she grabs the hem of her dress, pulling it off like a magician, revealing all of her natural beauty and feminine curves. She's very luxuriant; I'll give her that.

She takes a deep breath and throws her head on one side, slowly arching her back, letting me know foreplay is over. Her hands take place right on my hips as she slowly sits on me, doing it all on purpose. Slowly sinking in, feeling her inner heat and her silent moan mixed with a shaky breath of relief make me want to grab her, barge myself into her fast and hard, pleasure myself and her in the process as well, but I hold back. I don't know which sense should I concentrate on. Should I savour the sight of her beautiful firm breasts with small and hard, pinkish nipples, or moan out my pleasure of her tightening around me whenever she sits down. I, of course, decide to enjoy both. I wrap my arms around her hips and pull her down to me, where her mouth meet mine, and wet kisses and adventurous tongues soon consume us. I grab the chance, moving my hands to her chest, cupping her breasts and after she breaks the kiss and sits up again, I press my lips against her nipples. My god...

She doesn't stop moving, and she's putting me to shame. Her moans become louder and her moves more demanding. This girl sure does have good stamina... I smile at the sight: a beautiful woman like her, getting undone because of the pleasure, given to her by no one else, but by me.

"I'm... I'm so close..!" she cries out desperately and because I'm a gentleman and a very needy one at the moment, I hold her hips firmly, helping her to get to the peak and reaching my own as well.

I sit up as well, so we are face to face, and neither she nor I stop moving. We want this. We need this. Because it feels good. Hell, it feels fucking great. "Come on, princess," I say in a breathy whisper. "Show me what you got."

It's in that moment when I realise that was a bad move and she goes completely nuts, moving, jumping the shit out of me. Everything is happening so fast, and so intensely I don't even know when it happens when she screams out her climax, arching her back and after the cooldown, moving slower with shaky thighs until she collapses down on me. This side of her, the crazy and freaky side, sends me over the edge and I quickly, mercilessly bury myself into her, getting rid of the tension in me that's been waiting to be set free since I saw her in the club sipping that damned mojito of hers.

She rests on my chest, and I protectively hold her body close to mine. When I see she is slowly dozing away, I gently set her down on the bed like a princess (pun intended) and cover her with a duvet. I completely exhausted her, and she is sleeping like a little girl, all curled up to her chest. She is beautiful and indeed a sight to behold, but all my lovers for one night are like that. I let myself climb under the covers as well and rest there until I fall asleep.

❤

***

When I wake, I first look around to realise where even am I. After I see I am at Cinderella's palace, I glance over to the other side to check if she's still asleep, but she is nowhere to be seen. I hear some noise from the kitchen, and I make my way there after I fully dressed in the clothes of yesterday. I suppose I could go to work in those.

I see her there, behind the counter. She has her hair contained in a messy morning bun, and she is wearing one of her T-shirts and the PJs bottom. I wouldn't mind staring at her bare legs the next morning, but I give her some credit for it. She let me climb between her legs last night, so I didn't have to only stare at them.

"Morning," I say and lean against the doorframe.

She isn't surprised, taken aback, startled or excited of me being awake - certainly, ready for more, but still. She turns around with her eyes still closed and cringed face, holding coffee in a mug that says: Rise and Shine Sunshine. I snort at it. "Hi."

She sits down and takes a large sip. I am surprised there was any coffee left in there. "Not a morning person, I presume?"

She shakes her head and takes another giant sip, leaving me surprised once again "Nope."

I have no heart to just leave her and go, so I sit down next to her. She opens one of her eyes, checks me out and closes it again, but this time she's not cringing but smiling. "Every time I see you, you look hotter. It's not fair."

I chuckle at her remark "I could say the same thing about you. How can one look so mushed up and messy and still appear sexy?"

"Mmm, I don't know, but it sounds like a blessing," she says and finishes her coffee, only to get up and get more of it. "But I only look that messy because of you, yesterday."

Aha, so here it comes. My favourite part of the morning, when women let me know what a Greek god I am in bed. "It's been a pleasure." I wink at her, and she giggles.

"That sure was, yeah." she finishes her second cup and puts it in the sink "It was pretty good, yeah. The best exercise I had in a month. That was probably the reason I was so energetic. Anyway, I have to go to work, and I still need to find a proper outfit."

I like it when women know this was just a one night stand. Some, usually most of them, get crazy ideas. This girl is nothing like the rest. We should meet and... exercise more often. I certainly wouldn't mind. I get up and stop her in her tracks; she is just about to leave the room. "Given this great night, we shared-" I start and she turns around to face me "Perhaps we should meet again. To keep you exercised. You can give me your phone number, and I would call you. What do you say, Eliza?"

She lifts both brows when I address to her with a name, the right one. Some dorks actually don't remember them. The least you can do is remember that one name for a night, Jesus Christ. She nods, she is impressed "Sure. 509-0634." She says and goes her merry way. I smile and bite my lip contently, repeating the number she gave me in my mind, so I will add it to my phone later. I am ready to leave when she peeks from the doorframe and says "It was the name thing that convinced me... Nathan." I chuckle and slick my hair back a little. She is quite disarming. "See you around, hopefully." and that's when she disappears and doesn't reappear again.

I leave in peace and head towards the firm I work at.

When I enter the building Wells & Hether, Austin stops me in my tracks "Where the hell have you been? We have a meeting in 20 minutes, and we aren't prepared for the representation!"

"Austin, chill. Everything is prepared. I have it all in my office on the USB. And to answer your question, I was enjoying my night." I calm him down, strolling down the hallway and greeting people with my eyes and nods.

"Yeah, like every night, right?"

I shrug and smile at him "What can I say, I love my life, and what's more, I love enjoying it."

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