One Night Stand

Chapter 3

Gabriella’s POV

"Let's get some more drinks."

"Sure," he said.

"Can you please give me what you made for me last time?"

"Sure, coming right away. What can I get you, Sir?" said the bartender.

"It's your first time drinking?" The hot guy beside me asks, whom I still don't know his name yet,

So I'm calling him hot guy, no scratch that spicy guy.

"Is it really that obvious?" I asked and he just grinned. God, his smile is luring. Whatever is happening

between my legs, that's new.

Thanks to not having a boyfriend at 21. I laughed at myself.

" Yea, you seem to have no idea of what you were drinking the first time. He turned to face the

bartender. Bring me a bottle of Russo-Baltique and for the lady a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage

Cognac Grande." The bartender's mouth dropped.

"Please give me 5 minutes, Sir. I will have to call my manager to bring the key. "

"Sure, bring us glasses. I will need some ice with my drink. " The poor man was trembling. I'm not sure

why. We walked over to our seats. Our drinks arrived. What I was drinking was incredible.

"My name is Javier. What's your name? "

'Gabriella.'

"Gabriella is a beautiful name. I like it. What do you do?"

"I'm a student, and next year will be my last year. So, how about you?" He was surprised by my inquiry,

but then he grinned.

Well, what was the need to explain about next year? You are very stupid Gabriella. It is no wonder you

have no boyfriend, you give too much information.

" I run my own business. How old are you?

'21." Just then, Alex and Chloe arrived to say their last farewells. When Alex looked at our table, I saw

his mouth drop.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself. We'll check in with you tomorrow. We're on our way home "Alex

said. "Please take care of her," he mumbled as he stared at Javier.

"Get laid today," Chloe remarked, but Alex carried her bridal style since she was so inebriated.

"I am so sorry. Please don’t mind…. " He wouldn't let me finish. His lips brushed mine.

My very first kiss.

How am I supposed to kiss again? Is it okay for me to open my mouth?

But then I opened my mouth, granting him more access to my mouth. This man was gnawing my lips. I

couldn't breathe. He took a step back and glanced at me.

Maybe I didn't know how to kiss, or maybe I let him down, but he gripped my waist and murmured,

"First kiss, Huh?" His words sent chills down my spine, and I simply gazed at him, ashamed, but then I

nodded and walked away, humiliated.

"Where are you going?" With a strong, commanding voice, he inquired.

"I just want to go sit down."

"No, follow me. Let me show you a good time."

He took my hand in his and took me downstairs. He made a call, and a G-wagon came to a full halt.

When we walked inside, he directed the driver to his suite. All the way to the hotel, we kissed. He

carried me from the hotel lobby to the top level in bridal style. The suite was enormous. He sat me

down on the sofa and removed my dress. I wanted to touch his body because of his massive broad

shoulders, maybe because of his tattoo, but I was terrified. I slid my hands gently over his muscular

chest. I was drenched. He then removed his jeans. He was just wearing his boxers, whilst I was

wearing a bra and thong. As we walked to the bedroom, he held my hand. I was standing in the

doorway, staring at him. He could tell how terrified I was. Nevertheless, he drew me closer, claiming my

lips and demanding access. I granted him the necessary access. He inserted his tongue into my

mouth. I yanked on the back of his neck. He sighed and pushed me into a deeper kiss.

He yanked off my bra, then my thong, and then he wandered up and down to my dripping wet pussy

and clit. My fluids were gleaming all over his fingers which he'd been stroking me with. I was confused

by what was pouring out of my pussy, but when I watched him suck his finger, starting with the middle

finger, index, then the thumb, he did that without taking his eyes away from mine. I was bewildered

even more. He licked the corners of his mouth, then he began to clean me with his tongue.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.