Drunk on You
The bass of the music pounded through the walls, the air thick with the scent of alcohol, sweat, and temptation. She swayed unsteadily through the dimly lit hallway, her vision blurred from too many shots of tequila, her body warm and buzzing. She barely remembered how she got upstairs—just that her head was spinning, and she needed somewhere to lie down.
A door stood slightly ajar at the end of the hallway, and without thinking, she stumbled inside, kicking it shut behind her. The room was dark, the only light coming from the city skyline peeking through the curtains. She sighed, her body sinking into the soft mattress, her skin humming with heat.
Then she felt it—warm breath against her neck. A strong arm wrapped around her waist.
She gasped, trying to push herself up, but his grip tightened just enough to make her still. “You okay?” a deep, husky voice murmured against her ear.
The sound of it sent shivers down her spine. She knew that voice—somewhere, sometime, but her mind was too fogged to place it. Instead of fear, she felt something else: a slow, spreading ache deep inside her.
“I…” Her words failed when he shifted, his hard body pressing into hers.
She should have said something, should have asked who he was—but the heat between them, the way his fingertips traced over her bare thigh, sent her spiraling into sensation. His touch was familiar, almost as if he had memorized every curve of her body before this night.
And then, just like that, restraint snapped.
Their mouths met in a fevered clash, tongues tangling, hands roaming with desperation. His fingers trailed along the smooth expanse of her back, sliding beneath the thin fabric of her dress, pushing it up as he groaned against her lips. Her body arched into his, pressing closer, feeling every inch of him.
She had never been touched like this before—like she was something to be worshiped, devoured. And he had never felt anything quite like this—like his body knew hers before his mind even caught up.
It was reckless. It was wild.
And neither of them knew just how tangled their lives were about to become.
