It had been a long and exhausting day at work.
All I wanted was to relax, maybe have a glass of wine or read a book. But as I entered the elevator to my apartment, I noticed a man standing inside with me. He was tall, tanned, and had dark hair, which complemented his piercing blue eyes. He didn’t look like he belonged in my building.
He smiled at me, and I noticed how attractive he was. I smiled back and tried to ignore the way he was staring at me. At twenty-four, I wasn’t a child in high college anymore. I didn’t get flustered by men’s attention like I used to. But something about this stranger made my heart beat faster.
As the elevator reached my floor, I stepped out of the elevator. I didn’t look back at him, and I walked towards my apartment. But before I could reach my door, he called out to me. “Excuse me, miss.”
I turned around and faced him.
“I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, but I couldn’t help noticing you in the elevator,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “My name is Matthew. I just moved in across the hall from you.”
I smiled, feeling relieved that I wasn’t imagining his attraction to me. “I’m Claire,” I said, holding out my hand.
He shook my hand gently, making a shiver run down my spine.
“So, Claire, what do you say we spend the night getting to know each other?” he asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I paused, considering his proposition. I had never been a one-night-stand sort of girl, but the idea of spending the night with this handsome stranger intrigued me. Maybe it was the wine I had at the office party or maybe it was just the lack of human contact in my life, but I found myself nodding.
He grinned and took my hand, leading me across the hallway to his apartment.
Once inside, he poured us each a glass of red wine and turned on some music. We sat on his couch, sipping our drinks and chatting about mundane things. But every time he leaned in towards me, I felt a nervous flutter in my stomach.
Finally, as the night wore on, he leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. I responded eagerly, my body craving his touch. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. And as we kissed, his hands roamed over my body, causing me to gasp.
He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his hips. He carried me to his bedroom and laid me on his bed. He undressed me slowly, and as he did, I felt my inhibitions slipping away.
The night was filled with unexpected passion. His touch sent shivers up my spine, his kisses stole my breath away, and his body against mine was pure ecstasy. We explored each other, learning each other’s pleasure spots, and by the end of the night, we were both spent.
As we lay in his bed, wrapped in each other’s arms and breathless, I realized that I had just experienced something I had never felt before. And as we drifted off to sleep together, I knew that this was just the beginning of our passionate journey together.