It is just sex

Emily’s POV

The stranger’s lips curved into a seductive smile as he drew nearer, capturing my lips in a kiss that stole my breath and sent shivers down my spine.

Pulling back, he gazed at me with a smirk, eyes smouldering with desire.

Without a word, he held my gaze, thrilling and unnerving. I fought to maintain composure, determined to assert myself.

“Is that a yes?” I ventured, my voice barely above a whisper.

Still, he remained silent, his gaze penetrating, as if delving into the depths of my soul.

“I’m not in the mood for indecisive men,” I declared after what felt like an eternity of tension.

Before I could turn away, he pulled me closer, hands trailing my waist, igniting a fire I struggled to contain.

“What power does this man hold over me?” I pondered.

“Someone you should run away from. This might not be a good idea,” the cautious voices in my head warned.

But with his touch, so irresistible, escape seemed impossible.

“What is your answer?” I pressed, attempting to reclaim control, though it was clear he held the cards now.

“Are you sure you want to be with me?” he whispered, uncertainty flickering in his eyes.

“Didn’t you hear me?” I countered, my voice laced with defiance.

“I’m no Prince Charming. I won’t whisper sweet nothings or cuddle you,” he confessed, breath warm against my ear.

“Lucky for you, I’m not looking for a Prince Charming,” I murmured, leaning in to capture his lips once more.

To my surprise, he responded with equal fervour, hesitation melting in the heat of our passion.

“Lead the way,” he breathed as we parted, fueling the flames raging between us.

With a sway of my hips, I guided him towards an unknown destination, promising a night of untold pleasures.

As we prepared to leave, my friend Layla intercepted us, her urgent plea falling on deaf ears as I made my intentions clear.

“You go ahead. I’ll be staying with him tonight,” I informed her, resolve unwavering despite her protests.

He led me to his car, a sleek machine whispering of luxury and adventure. Opening the door for me, he flashed a smile that sent a shiver down my spine as I settled into the leather seat.

As we glided through the night, the air thick with anticipation, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. He was a mystery waiting to be unravelled, each glance revealing a new layer of intrigue.

“So, where are we headed?” I inquired, my voice laced with curiosity.

“I heard you say you don’t care, that I can take you wherever I want,” he replied, his tone a sultry promise of unknown pleasures.

“I’m just curious,” I teased, a smile dancing on my lips as he scoffed.

“My apartment is across town,” he revealed, gaze locked with mine in a silent challenge.

The car ride was a symphony of tension and longing, every glance and touch igniting flames of desire. He was an enigma I yearned to unravel, his name still a tantalising mystery on the tip of my tongue.

“Hey, you...” I began, intent on learning his name, but the sudden halt of the car stole the words from my lips.

“Here we are... my sanctuary,” he murmured, his voice a seductive melody as I gazed up at his towering apartment building.

With a smile that promised delights, he guided me out of the car.

As we entered, my senses were overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding us. Dimmed lights danced across sleek furnishings, casting shadows that whispered of forbidden pleasures.

“I’ve never seen anything like this,” I confessed, the allure of his apartment captivating my thoughts.

He caught my gaze with a knowing smile, handing me a drink that promised to drown lingering doubts.

Before I could inquire further, his lips found mine, silencing questions with a hunger that left me breathless.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t wait,” he confessed, his voice thick with desire as he claimed me again.

Lost in the moment, I surrendered to him completely, boundaries blurring with each touch.

His hands roamed my body with a possessiveness that left me trembling, each caress igniting a fire begging to be quenched.

As he guided me towards the bedroom, our clothes dropping to the floor, my eyes caught the scar on his skin. I couldn’t help but wonder about it, a silent story I longed to know.

“Tell me about your scars,” I whispered, my voice barely a breath against his skin as he hovered above me, eyes dark with desire and something more.

For a moment, his gaze faltered, a flicker of vulnerability betraying the façade of confidence he wore like armour.

But before I could delve further, he seized my lips again with passion that left no room for questions, his mouth trailing fire down my body as he claimed me in a frenzy of want.

With each touch, each kiss, he unravelled me, leaving me breathless and wanting more. His lips, his hands, and his body spoke a language of passion that echoed through me, intoxicating with desire.

As he lowered himself to my center, I gasped, taking him all in. I surrendered to the ecstasy of our union, our bodies melding in a symphony of pleasure that drowned out the world.

With each thrust, he drove me to the brink, his movements relentless and intoxicating. I surrendered to the rhythm of our desires, lost in the sensation of him filling me, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each moment.

Lost in passion, I forgot all sense of time, consumed by the heat of his touch.

As our bodies reached the pinnacle, we tumbled over the edge together, our cries of release mingling as we surrendered to ecstasy.

In the aftermath, as we lay entwined, I realised I had given myself to a stranger and surrendered to a passion that defied reason.

But at that moment, as his arms enveloped me in warmth and desire, I thought maybe I had found something I’d been searching for.

“Promise me you won’t go falling in love,” he whispered, his voice a silk caress against my skin, tinged with vulnerability.

I smiled softly, my heart soaring with a newfound sense of liberation.

“In a world of feelings like this, who can promise anything?” I replied, my voice a sigh of contentment.

As we drifted into sleep, a lingering thought hovered in my mind.

“Maybe love has found me again.”