Chapter 1: The One Blissful Night

"Damn! He's hot!" Jane bit her lower lip, her eyes locked on the figure that just stepped into the club. Ginny sighed in annoyance and turned to see what had caught her innocent friend's attention. Her jaw dropped and she swallowed hard as she took in the man before them.

He had dark, jet-black hair styled to perfection, sharp jawline, and intense eyes that seemed to pierce through the crowd. His light gray shirt clung tightly to his body, showcasing his chiseled abs and broad shoulders. His face was almost like being perfect, but more like a piece of art.

"Damn... he's hot" Ginny mumbled, biting her lower lip.

"He sure is" Jane confirmed, their gaze never wavering from the man.

"Here's your drink, miss" The bartender interrupted, setting the bottle down on the glass table. Ginny quickly returned her gaze to face the stranger, but he was no longer there, as if he had vanished into thin air. She growled, grabbing the bottle angrily, resisting the urge to yell at the bartender for distracting her.

"Can I say something, miss?" The bartender asked, pouting his pink lips. He was handsome too, but not as much as the guy from earlier. Ginny nodded and took a swig of her drink.

"Take it easy, that's your eighth bottle today. You're a beautiful young lady…"

Ginny suddenly slammed the bottle against the glass table. The bartender cringed, as he quickly moved his gaze from the Ginny to the bottle on the table, expecting it to shatter, but the bottle luckily, it didn’t.

"A little advice... learns how to mind your own business," Ginny snarled before getting to her feet, staggering backward for a moment. "Let's dance, Jane!" She declared, raising the bottle in the air, making her way toward the dance floor and Jake followed swiftly, staggering as she did.

"Yesss!... Wohoo!" Jane cheered, shaking her butt simultaneously to the rhythm of the jazzy music playing in the background.

"Wanna dance?" A guy extended his hand to her. Jane looked up at his handsome face and slid her hand into his.

"Since I'm already dancing... Of course," she half-grinned. The guy nodded positively as he rhythmically pulled her close, both dancing in unison.

Ginny suddenly stopped dancing, scanning the dance floor. "Where is she?" she groaned, narrowing her eyes.

"Hey, cutie" A deep baritone voice called from behind her. She spun around to see the man from earlier, now standing right in front of her. Immediately, her eyebrows furrowed, and her jaw dropped slightly as she stared at him. He looked even more handsome and hot up close, making her heart race.

"Wanna dance?" He extended his hand.

"Sure... yes" She stuttered, rushing the last part. Feeling her attractive features, he pulled her close with his hand grabbing her waist. She swallowed hard, placing her hands on his shoulders as they began to dance, moving their bodies to the beat of the music.

He pressed his hands firmly on her waist, drawing her even closer as they swayed slowly. Ginny suddenly felt her legs weaken; she was getting aroused.

Noticing her state, he spun her around continuously for a few seconds before pulling her close again. Ginny pushed him away abruptly and rushed off. She needed to puke and couldn't hold it in any longer. He frowned in concern and followed her.

Ginny pushed open the door leading to the bathroom as she stumbled inside. She barely made it to the sink before she vomited, gripping her stomach tightly.

"Puff..." She groaned, raising her hand to frantically search for the tap handle. When she found it, she turned it on, but the water unexpectedly gushed out, splashing her face and nearly choking her as it went up her nose. She staggered backward, losing her balance, but two hands caught her just in time.

"Are you okay?" She heard the same deep baritone voice and turned to face him. A smile crept onto her lips as she looked into his handsome face. Her hands rested comfortably on his shoulders, inhaling his cologne as she did so.

He stared at her closely; she looked so pretty with her eyes closed like that. His gaze trailed down to her lips, and he suddenly felt the urge to kiss her. He swallowed hard, staring at her lips as they drew closer to his, and before he could stop himself, he kissed her.

Ginny's eyes flew open immediately, blinking frantically as she tried to process what had just happened. She pulled her hands off his shoulders and stepped back.

"I'm sorry" He muttered, noticing how uncomfortable she seemed.

"It's fine" She stuttered, nervously playing with her nails. He was incredibly handsome, and his deep voice and intoxicating cologne weren't helping.

"What's your name?" He asked gently.

"My name is…" before she could finish, he suddenly grabbed her by the waist and kissed her again. Ginny froze, not responding at first, but she couldn't deny how good of a kisser he was.

His hand moved to her chest, gently squeezing it with one hand, and he bit softly on her lower lip. She moaned softly into his mouth and before she knew it, she was kissing him back passionately.

He slowly pulled away, both of them trying to catch their breath. "Jump on" He said softly, dropping a kiss on the hand. Like a robot controlled by a remote, Ginny responded to his command, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his torso.

His hand moved to her butt, holding her close to him, and he slammed his lips against hers again. Ginny responded eagerly as he spun around and kicked the bathroom door open, walking slowly inside.

He laid her gently on the bed, his lips never leaving hers, and began unbuttoning her shirt until she was completely unclothed. He removed his belt, quickly slipping off his trousers. The desire in his eyes was evident as he looked at her.

He leaned forward and closer, nibbling softly on her ear before moving to her neck. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting more and more. He was ready to give her everything she desired.

He parted her legs gently and entered her. Ginny gripped his shoulders tightly as he moved inside her, her back arching off the bed. He swallowed hard and began thrusting into her hungrily.