Unexpected Encounters

Chapter 2

I grabbed our drinks off of the bar and handed one to her before we walked towards the dance floor. I quickly turned around to find Gabbie and Kaia, and they were both grinning at me and shaking their heads.

I shrugged before continuing to follow my latest target into the crowd of people.

I realized that frequently picking people up at clubs or bars when we went out probably wasn't always my best decision, but that's all I wanted right now. I had been through one too many traumatizing breakups, and this was my way of dealing with it.

We walked over to the corner of the dance floor and she turned around and held out her hand to me.

"Alright, let me pay for these drinks," she grinned.

I took another big gulp of my cocktail before I set it on one of the high top tables near us.

"Works for me," I responded.

"Of course it does," she said, "it was your idea."

"Okay that's fair," I said as I grabbed on to her hand.

"So," she said as she snaked her arm around my waist and began to dance against my body.

"So?" I responded.

"Hypothetically, if I took you back to my room tonight, what number would I be?" She asked.

"What - number?" I asked as I gave her a confused look.

"Yes, number," she grinned, "as in how many people have you hooked up with on this cruise before me?"

"Oh well I - " I stuttered as I began to feel the embarrassment creep to my face.

Maybe this wasn't going to work out so well.

"Come on, don't get shy on me now babe," she said as she smirked at me, "I know what you're trying to do."

"I um, I don't know what makes you think that," I said shyly.

I don't know where my confidence had gone, but she had taken it right out of me.

"Hey I didn't say I was judging you for it," she said, "maybe I'm here doing the same thing."

"Oh yeah?" I asked her, starting to feel a little bit more relaxed again.

"Do you think I was just sitting alone at the bar for the fun of it?" She asked me sarcastically.

"I guess that's a good point," I agreed, "so you're not calling me a whore then?"

"I never said that either," she teased me.

I leaned back slightly and gave her a look as she tried not to laugh.

"I'm joking, come on," she said, "but you still haven't answered my question."

"You really want to know the number of people I've slept with on this trip?" I asked her.

"Why not?" She shrugged.

"You would uh, you would be my fourth," I said hesitantly as I watched for her reaction.

"Fourth, huh?" She asked as she gave me a nod of approval, "but this is the fifth night of the trip."

"Yeah, I struck out one night, I'll admit it," I said, "is that the part you're actually going to judge me for?"

"No," she laughed, "just had to make sure your math was right."

"Unfortunately it is," I responded.

"By the way," I continued, "was that you inviting me back to your room already?"

"Oh not yet, we'll see if you get that lucky," she said with a smirk.

"Oh okay, I see how it is," I said as we continued to dance.

I put my arms around her neck as our hips swayed together in rhythm with the music. Even surrounded by the sweaty bodies, I could tell that she smelled amazing.

Her scent and the alcohol coursing through my body was intoxicating. I felt a flutter in my stomach as her face inched closer to mine.

"Are you going to make me your number four, or what?" She said into my ear.

I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up as I moved my hands to grasp the sides of her face.

"Sure as hell am," I said as my lips hovered over hers.

Before either of us could say anything else, we closed the distance and our lips connected. I felt an immediate, fiery spark ignite between us as the sounds of the music faded away.

Her tongue parted my lips and twisted with mine, and I felt her hands slide down to my ass.

Neither one of us seemed to care that we were surrounded by people, it was like we needed to do this.

One of her hands came around and grabbed on to the waistband of my pants as we continued to kiss. She pressed her body against mine as I felt her fingertips slide beneath the fabric of my jeans and my underwear.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I said breathlessly between kisses.

"Giving you what you want," she responded as her hand moved down lower.

I grabbed on to a handful of hair on the back of her head as I felt her fingertips graze over my clit.

"Judging from how wet you feel, I'm definitely giving you what you wanted," she said into my ear.

"Fuck," I groaned, not even bothering to deny it now.

I kissed down her neck as I quietly moaned against it, trying to make sure that no one around us knew what was going on.

Her fingers rubbed against my clit with increased pressure, and I felt like my legs were going to give out beneath me. I kept my hand on the back of her head as I brought her mouth back to mine.

I kissed her intently as I tried to stifle the moans that she was coaxing out of me.

She leaned back slightly, and I saw her reach into her back pocket with her free hand. I tried not to concentrate on whatever she was doing, and keep my focus on the damn near feeling of ecstasy that she was giving me.

My mouth hung open as I breathed heavily, and I saw her hand come up near my face. She put a plastic card in between my lips as she slowly pulled her hand out of my pants.

I grabbed the card and looked at it and then looked at her.

"What - what the fuck was that for?" I asked breathlessly, "and what the hell is this."

"That," she said as she pointed at the card in my hand, "is my room key, you can come find me in a few minutes in 407."

"If you want to finish what we started, that is," she continued.

I stood there and stared at her in disbelief as she put her fingers in her mouth and slowly licked them, her eyes never leaving mine.

She turned around and walked off of the dance floor and towards the exit of the club, and I was left standing there, frozen in place.

"Jesus fucking Christ," I mumbled to myself, "I think I'm in love."

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