The anatomy of a champion • I •

4.

I looked around in a quick search for Diana who was dancing with a group of young people not far from me "don't be mad at me but I need this, I don't even know his name and honestly I don't care" Diana smiled at me. Although probably she was a bit scared of the stranger who was going to leave with her friend who might as well be a psychopath but in the end she trusted me and more than that, we have each other on "find my" so she can see my location.

"Please be careful and keep your phone close just in case things get too crazy" Diana said and the two of us hugged. I returned to the stranger who was waiting for me a few meters away. He took my hand and we started towards the exit of the venue.

I could feel my legs shaking with emotions, fear of the unknown or maybe because of the desire to be with the boy who was helding my hand very tightly.

It wasn't hard to find a taxi considering the organizers were well prepared for this music festival and hired many taxis and buses companies to wait for people at the exit.

We got into the back seat of the car and he told the driver the address of his accomodation. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and couldn't help bitting my lip with desire that was growing bigger with every minute passing by. He looked at me and i was hoping i looked sexi and not like a completly idiot drunk-ish girl. A smirk was forming at the corner of his mouth and he moved closer to my ear"i am Max and i hope i will hear my name multiple times during this night" he whispered.

I was shocked. I was indeed shocked but in a good way, by his words which did nothing but only to arrouse me even more. I started kissing his neck gently moving my lips close to the ear " how much do you want me?" I said softly while my hand went down to his jeans making delicate moves on his lenght.
Well, i could play this game too. Maybe i was a little rusty but give me a minute to warm up.

Mission accomplished.
My question and the movement of my hand made him release a muffed groan. I bet he was trying his best not to tear my clothes off. The sexual tension between us could be cut with a knife. Somehow he reffrained and told the driver to speed up a little.

Arriving at the hotel where Max was staying, which was not an ordinary one by any means, on the contrary, luxurious lobby, marble floor, modern furniture. I almost felt ashamed of the way I was dressed, but Max took my hand and the way he smiled made me forget those thoughts.

In the more intense light from the lift, i could better take a glimpse of the boy in front of me. Blue eyes, full lips, light browish-blond hair, far from the type of guys I usually prefer, but still, there was something about him that attracted me madly. I was suddenly brought back to reality with a small shake of my head and tugged at his t-shirt, standing on my tiptoes so I could kiss him.
He immediately responded to my initiative and picked me up in his arms, pushing my back against the lift mirror. When the lift has reatched the floor level, Max put me down and again grabbed my hand, almost pulling me in a light run towards his room.

If I was surprised by the hotel's reception and lobby, the room was even more spectacular, a mini living room with a sofa in the middle of the room, 2 sliding doors leading to a bedroom. I was trying to pretend like i was used to such kind of opulence and not to be a total fool with an open mouth.

I may not come from a wealthy family but neither a poor one. I could say that I belong to a middle to high income family. Even so, we have always lived modestly, although I have never lacked for anything.

The outer wall of the room was a huge window and my curiosity draged me to see the view over the city center. The pack of cigarettes from my pouch was screaming at me "light me up, light me up" but i stopped myself from that tempting habit of mine.
Max was leaning agaisnt a wall and i could feel his gaze burning my skin. I turned to face him and saw a mixture of looks that alternated between amazement, lust and desire.