Driven by Destiny

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In his arms

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"Shall we go somewhere more private?" Lando whispers gently, his voice sending a delightful shiver down my spine. I nod with a smile, my heart already starting to flutter in my chest.

Taking my hand in his, he leads me away from the vibrant dance floor, into the dimly lit back room of the nightclub. There's a sense of exclusivity in this hidden corner, making me feel like we're entering our own little world of romance.

He guides me to a cozy couch and sits down, and with a tender gesture, he pats the seat next to him. I take a seat, feeling a mixture of excitement and comfort as I lean against his shoulder. His arms envelop me in a loving embrace, pulling me close, and my breath catches when his lips gently brush against mine. A soft moan escapes me as our kiss deepens, and it feels like the world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us.

"I've been waiting for this all day," Lando murmurs, kissing my neck with a gentleness that sets my heart aflutter. "Me too," I reply softly, feeling a sense of connection that goes beyond words.

As our lips meet again and again, his touch ignites a fire within me, awakening a sensation of desire mixed with tenderness. It's not just about physical attraction; it's the way he looks at me, the way his fingers trace delicate patterns on my skin, the way his breath mingles with mine.

His hands explore my body with a reverence that leaves me feeling cherished, and I can feel my heartbeat quickening with every caress. His touch is like a symphony of emotions, playing a melody that resonates deep within my soul.

With a gaze filled with raw desire, he breaks our kiss and looks into my eyes. "I want you so bad, Amanda," he whispers, his tongue running along my bottom lip, making me moan softly. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, feeling the warmth of his body against mine.

My nipples harden under his touch, and a blush spreads across my cheeks as I arch my back, wanting to get even closer to him. He cups my breasts in his hands, his touch both tender and passionate, sending electrifying waves of pleasure through me. I can't help but moan in response, feeling a sweet ache between my legs.

We leave the nightclub, hand in hand, and step into the cool night air. Lando's McLaren awaits us. The thrill of the ride matches the excitement in my heart, and I hold onto him tightly, relishing every moment of the journey back to the hotel.

As we drive through Barcelona's vibrant nightlife, the city comes alive with energy and allure. Neon lights create a dazzling display of colors along the facades of lively bars and restaurants. The streets are bustling with people, their laughter and chatter adding to the electric atmosphere. The wind whips through our hair, carrying with it the salty scent of the nearby sea, which mingles with the faint aroma of Spanish delicacies drifting from the street vendors. The sensation of freedom and adventure fills the air, making this moment unforgettable.

Eventually, we arrive at the hotel, and the building stands tall and elegant, a sanctuary amidst the city's vivacity. The hotel's entrance is adorned with beautiful lanterns, their soft glow guiding us inside. Lando opens the door, and the ambiance within is invitingly warm. The subtle scent of fresh flowers greets us as we step into the lobby, creating a soothing contrast to the lively streets outside.

Our hands remain intertwined as we approach the reception desk, where a friendly receptionist smiles warmly at us. "Good evening," she greets us cheerfully.