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As the sun began to set on a hot and humid summer evening, I found myself walking into the city’s newest whiskey bar. I was there on company, looking to close a deal with a potential client, but my attention quickly shifted as I saw him sitting at the bar.

The stranger was tall with broad shoulders and thick dark hair that fell in gentle waves to his collar. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a small amount of chest hair. His gray eyes sparkled as he looked up and caught my gaze, and a mischievous smile formed on his lips.

I tried to look away, knowing that I had a task to accomplish, but I couldn’t. The stranger was magnetic, his presence drawing me in, and before I knew it, I was walking over to him.

“May I buy you a drink?” I asked, and he nodded.

I ordered two whiskeys, and we clinked our glasses, sipping in silence for a few moments. It was as if we were both sizing each other up, knowing that we were both there seeking something more than just a drink.

“So, what brings you here tonight?” he finally asked, his gaze intense.

“Business,” I replied, feeling a flush of heat rise to my cheeks.

He chuckled, leaning closer. “I think we both know that there’s more to it than that.”

I swallowed hard, feeling the intensity of his gaze. “Yes,” I whispered, feeling a shiver run down my spine.

Without another word, he stood up, offering me his hand. I took it, letting him lead me out of the bar and down the street to a nearby hotel.

In the elevator, he pressed me up against the wall, his lips crushing down on mine. I moaned, feeling my body responding to his touch as he drew me closer, the heat between us intensifying with each passing second.

As soon as we were inside his room, he pushed me onto the bed, his mouth finding my neck, and I arched my back, my fingers tangling in his hair.

He explored me with a fierce passion, his hands moving over every part of my body, igniting a fire within me that I had never felt before. His touch was electric, and his desire was palpable.

For hours, he took me higher and higher, his body moving in perfect harmony with mine. It was as if we were two parts of the same whole, each one completing the other in all the right methods.

And in those whiskey-fueled hours, we transcended time and space, our bodies and souls becoming one, united by a primal desire that was ageless and inexhaustible.

As the dawn broke over the city, we lay entwined in each other’s arms, our skin sticky with sweat and our breaths ragged from the intensity of our lovemaking.

With a final kiss, we parted methods, knowing that our shared moment was but a brief interlude in the larger story of our lives.

But as I left his hotel and walked back into the daylight, I knew that our whiskey-laden nights would forever be etched in my memory as a heady reminder of the beauty and power of passion.
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