I may have drunk a bit too much; my vision is getting blurry. I exit the hotel bar quickly and start walking towards the elevator to get to my room.
Suddenly I bump into someone. I look up at a tall Asian man; his face is literally a piece of art. He looks familiar, but my drunk head can't process why. I mouthed a quick sorry and stepped back. I pressed the elevator button and was waiting for it to come.
That man came and stood beside me; maybe he's waiting for the elevator too. "Miss, you seem drunk," he said in his deep voice. I just flashed a smile at him. The elevator came, and we both got inside it. I pressed the level 13 and turned at him when suddenly he slammed me against the elevator's wall and kissed me. My eyes widened. What is he doing? "May I continue?" He asked. I don't know what the actual fuck is wrong with my head; maybe I am too drunk or he's too handsome. I tiptoed and kissed him. The elevator's door opened, and he smirked at me. He pulled me out of the elevator and then pulled me towards a room and threw me on a bed. He hovered over me and kissed my ears; a shiver ran through my spine. He landed hungry kisses all over my neck, leaving marks. "Should we continue? I can stop if you want," I replied to his question with a kiss. He smiled at me and started undressing me. He quickly opened a pack of condom and slid inside me. His thrusts were slow at first, but they got faster and faster by time. I couldn't think straight; with every thrust, I was screaming at the top of my lungs due to pleasure. After this long night, I fell asleep.
The morning rays broke into the room through curtains. I opened my eyes and felt a heavy weight over me. TF? Am I dying? I looked over at my clothes, which were on the floor. What the fuck? Wait, hell no, I did not just sleep with a random stranger. His arms were wrapped around me. I quickly pushed his arms away and got off the bed. I picked up my clothes and got into the bathroom to get dressed. As I came out, I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed. I was putting on my earrings, and he stared at me.
"Good morning, are you too tired?"
"That's none of your business."
"Luna, That's not a proper way to say good morning after the night we just shared."
My eyes widened as I heard my name. What the actual fuck? He knows my name? How? I have never seen him.
"How do you know my name?" I asked