The club was full of dry-ice smoke. Neon-colored lights shone all over the dance floor, turning it into a multi-colored ground of blues, greens, hot pink, and yellow.

People were all over the dance floor, shaking their bodies to the rhythm of the music and at that moment, it looked like everyone left their worries at home.

"Come on, drink more. The shots are going to loosen you up and maybe you'll get to lose your virginity tonight," Lou said to me.

"First of all, those shots don't taste good. Secondly, I don't plan on losing my virginity to a random stranger I met in a club," I replied to her as I tried to pull my gown down to cover my knees.

I felt so out of place just being in this club.

I don't know how she managed to convince me to squeeze into this tiny tight dress.

"Can you stop that? Show off those s*xy legs. If I had a body like that, I would never wear clothes," Lou half shouted.

"I don't know how you convinced me to put on this dress. It barely covers my *ss and there are a lot of creeps outside nowadays," I continued as I frowned at her while staggering on these five-inch stilettos I could barely walk in.

Louisa rolled her eyes at my words.

"Girl, I mean this in the best way possible but you my friend are going to die a virgin I on the other hand came to the club to get laid so I'll go find a hot *ss to dance with. If you need me, I'll be right over there," she said as she pointed towards the dance floor and made her way there.

I just sat back at the counter and wished that I was in any other place except the club. Fridays were for me, my Netflix, and my pajamas.

I kept wondering how Louisa managed to convince her to come out of the house.

"I can see this isn't your kind of scene., "a deep voice behind me said. The voice was the kind that made shivers run down the spine. I turned to find the owner of the voice.

"Ummm hi," I replied shyly. I was usually awkward when meeting new people. I wasn't really an outgoing person.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"No, I just came to the counter to get a drink and I noticed you looking so out of place so I guessed this isn't your kind of place. You look like the kind of girl who would rather watch some chick flick and have popcorn on a Friday night instead of coming to the club" he continued.

I chuckled at his words wondering how he knew all that. I noticed the man in front of me was very attractive. He looked like he came out straight from a magazine. Standing at 6'5 from my assumptions, he had a set of blue eyes that looked like the ocean, jet jet-black hair that made me wonder if he applied some dye or if the color was natural.

It was as though every girl in the club watched as he moved toward me. I don't blame though. He was drop-dead gorgeous.

"Well, you're wrong. I love to party but I don't want to dance with anyone here" I said hoping to prove him wrong.

"Oh really, how about some shots then or you don't want to have shots with anyone here too?" he asked while looking amused by my earlier statements.

"Why not?"

The man signaled for the bartender.

"2 shots of tequila, keep them coming," he said.

I gulped at that. I didn't take shots. The only time I had a spot of alcohol was when Louisa was going through her last breakup and she made me drink a little vodka to show my "solidarity and support". But I was determined to prove this man wrong.

"So, what do you do for work?" he asked.

"I'm a waitress at a restaurant," I replied.

"Oh really, what restaurant?

I was about to reply when the bartender placed 2 shots in front of them.

"To Miss "I love to party," the man said as he raised his shot glass to meet mine.

I raised an eyebrow at his strange toast but I went along with it.

Determined to prove that I was a party girl, I downed the drink in one gulp.

She tried so hard to hide the bitterness she tasted on her tongue but the man noticed it as she gagged.

"I knew this wasn't your type of life.," he said.

"You don't know me. In fact, I will take more just to prove you wrong," I replied.

I downed 2 more glasses of shots and smiled back at the man.

"Okay, the point is proven. How about a dance then?" he asked.

I pretended to think for a while.

"Okay then," I replied.

We made our way to the dance floor and both swayed to the music, our bodies merging as we both felt the rhythm. Our dance mostly consisted of grinding and groping. It was as though the alcohol in my system took away every iota of shyness I was supposed to be feeling.

I felt so free and alive. Maybe clubbing wasn't so bad after all, I thought.

Dancing with this stranger felt so unreal, the way he breathed on my neck as he steadied my waist to match his moves as we danced together.

"Mmm, you look so beautiful. I must confess, I saw you the moment you walked into the club with your friend but I waited to approach you when you were alone so I could have your attention," he whispered in my ear.

I smiled at his words, suddenly feeling hot as a pool grew between my legs.

"Do I need to buy you another drink for you to leave this place with me?" he asked his face mere inches away from my neck, his mere breath on my neck was taking me out of this world.

"I don't need another drink," I said much to my surprise.

He turned me around and smashed his mouth against mine. I moaned as our mouths melted into each other, his hand slid down on my ass and he squeezed. All too soon, he pulls back and looks into my eyes.

He took my hands and we made our way out of the club.

He opened the car door for me on the passenger side and helped me get in. Settling into the driver's seat, he smiled at me and turned on the car's ignition.

I was shocked to see the kind of car he was driving. A tesla. I had never seen one up close, talk more of being in one.

I meant to ask him what he does for a living but I felt I was being too forward and decided to leave the questions for later.

He stopped in front of a penthouse and I wondered what we were doing here.

He unlocked his seatbelt and walked over to the passenger seat helped me out of the car as I looked at him in confusion.

"Why are we here?" I asked.

"Because this is my home?" he half-asked in amusement.

"You live here?" I asked in surprise.

"Something like that," he replied.

My mouth was almost on the floor as he chuckled at my reaction and took my hand in his.

Walking into the elevator, he pressed the button to the top floor.

He smiled at me as we made our way to the top building. Rising on my tippy toes, I aim to kiss him as his head lowers toward mine, our lips touch in a drunken spur, and we separate as the elevator dings and we step out.

He led me into a beautiful penthouse suite as I stared in astonishment.

"Wow, what a sight," I said.

"Indeed" he replied.

I turned around to find him staring at me and began to blush when I realized he was referring to me.

He walked towards me held my face in his hands and brought my lips to meet his and at that moment, I didn't care if we just met.

He kissed me with so much want and lust. Our lips began to fight for dominance but in the end, his lips won and he dominated my lips.

His lips made their way down to my neck and he sucked on a sweet spot. He unzipped my dress making goosebumps appear on my skin. My dress dropped on the floor I stepped out of them and watched as he sucked in a breath.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered which made me blush.

He scooped me up and carried me up to his bedroom and laid me gently on his bed.

Fondling my breasts, he made his way down to my mold and began to tease me with his fingers. Pulling my red panties aside, he pushed two fingers into me.

"F*ck, you're so tight and wet," he said.

I could only moan as I had been taken to ecstasy by his fingers.

I was a moaning mess and the only thing I could think of at this time was pleasure.

He smiled, seeming pleased with the sight of me writhing in pleasure.

He knelt in front of me and began to lick my cl*t while simultaneously pulling his fingers in and out of me.

I had this intense urge in my lower abdomen as though I wanted to burst.

"I need to pee," I said suddenly.

He chuckled at my words.

"I'm not letting you go till you come undone in my mouth princess".

He kept sucking and I came hard.

Grabbing a foil packet from his nightstand, he unbuckled his belt, and I widened from seeing the bulge in his boxers.

Amused by my reaction, he chucked.

"It'll fit princess,".

Spreading my legs, he removed my panties and pushed in making me yelp in pain.

"You're a virgin?" he asked in surprise.

I nodded in reply.

"Why didn't you tell me? Are you sure you want this? Should I stop?" he asked again.

"No, I want this," I said.

He began to move inside me and we both melted into each other while moaning.

Soon, we both came undone and collapsed on the bed from exhaustion.

Morning soon came and I woke up to a lot of messages on my phone from Louisa who wondered where I had gone to.

I looked over at the man I went home with and felt ashamed that I let a stranger take my virginity.

One day you're wondering if you should give in and go to the club with your friend, and the next thing you're waking up in a stranger's bed.

I am never going to drink again, I said in my head.

I silently tiptoed out of the room to grab my things and quickly hastened out of the penthouse.

People gave me a strange look as I walked barefoot holding my heels in my hands as I hailed a cab.

Collapsing in the backseat of the taxi, I wondered if I made a big mistake last night.