Chapter 3 A NIGHT TO FORGET

Daniel was rendered speechless by Sophie's words. He usually did not frequent bars. According to him, only the irresponsible visited bars.

However, his car had broken down on his way back from a business trip.

His driver, Dre, told him to go inside the bar and relax while he got the car fixed, since the bar was the closest place to where the car suddenly stopped.

Daniel had barely sat down when he saw a beautiful lady in black walk in and order a bottle of whiskey.

He felt attracted to her.

She looked like someone who needed a bit of attention.

He also noticed she was crying, so he let her be. She needed to sort out whatever was bothering her so she could feel better.

After watching her get drunk, he got a call from Dre that the car was fixed and ready. But he couldn't just leave her alone there.

He had noticed the men around keeping tabs on her with their lustful eyes, waiting to devour her.

Like a perfect gentleman, he approached her and offered to drive her home.

She turned her head to look at him. That was the worst torture to his self-control.

Being close to her was driving him insane with need, especially when she looked at him with her soulful eyes.

"Hmm, you're so damn handsome," he recalled her seductive voice that stirred his sexual urge.

He became hot and felt his body respond to her. She was practically undressing him with her eyes.

Daniel's penis almost sneaked out of his pants. He was aroused and nearly made love to her at the bar.

He had never lost control over a woman before.

He had dated women more beautiful than her and had never had this reaction, even when they were naked in front of him.

He led Sophie to where his car was parked. Dre approached them, opening the backseat door of a black Benz. Daniel helped her in and followed.

"To the suite, Dre," he ordered, and before he could say anything else, he felt her lips on his.

At that point, it dawned on him that all she wanted was sex-nothing more.

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Sophie woke up in the morning, surprised to find herself in a strange room.

She heaved a deep sigh when she noticed she was not in her bed-or Kingsley's bed.

The bed she was lying on was the most comfortable she had ever slept in.

She tried recalling what happened the previous night, amid the slight headache she was feeling. All she could remember was Kingsley's humiliation and breaking up with her.

She recalled ordering a drink and planning to drink herself into forgetfulness.

Then it occurred to her-someone had approached her, and she had offered for him to "fuck her until she passed out," and then kissed him in the car.

"Holy moly," Sophie gasped, clutching the duvet so tightly her knuckles turned white.

"What have I done to myself? A one-night stand? What the fuck was I thinking?"

She sat up immediately and looked around the room.

She muttered to herself and forced herself to sit up-and that was when she saw the sleeping man.

She froze.

He looked more handsome than she thought he did last night.

His hair was as neat as a newly ironed dress. She also recalled running her fingers through it.

There was a bite mark on his smooth neck. She remembered doing that-she had bitten him, but he didn't complain.

She grabbed the duvet tightly as flashes from the previous night returned.

She remembered how he had carried her out of the car into the elevator.

How she had kept kissing him in the elevator until they reached his room's floor.

She hadn't stopped there, kissing every part of his face and ears until he picked her up and carried her into the room.

He took off her heels and tossed them somewhere on the floor.

She had giggled at his actions and started removing his tie and shirt, while he unbuckled his belt and removed his trousers.

The sight of his erection made her gasp-it was bigger than she expected. She wondered how it would fit inside her.

He removed her gown and flung it somewhere in the room before suckling on her nipples with his mouth while his arms trailed downward to her vagina.

She widened her legs to welcome his elongated penis into her wetness, craving his touch as she moaned from the sensation of his lips on her breasts.

She was soaked and wanted him badly.

As if sensing her thoughts, he began fingering her clitoris, making her moan louder.

He kissed her deeply before delving his fingers into her vagina.

She blushed like a virgin remembering how he took his time with her, handling her with gentleness and care-as if she were something breakable.

She hadn't been treated like that in a long time-not even by Kingsley, her first and true love.

Sophie quietly climbed out of bed and looked for her clothes. She dressed quickly and silently so as not to wake him.

As she opened the door to leave, she turned to glance at the man sleeping peacefully, memorizing his handsome face.

She knew she would never see him again-even though they both knew each other's names.

She hoped to cherish the memory of the best night of lovemaking she had ever experienced. What a shame it had happened in a one-night stand.

She only wished this one-night stand would help her forget Kingsley in a rush.