I can feel all of the stress melting off my body as I'm dancing to the music. Sweat clinging to my neck, hair swinging with every turn I make, and I haven't stopped smiling since I walked through the doors. This is a hideaway bar, only locals know about it which makes the atmosphere friendly and inviting. Sometimes, a stray person who's passing through will find our safe haven, and everyone makes them feel at home. And the music. It's inciting. My hips move and sway to the classic upbeat, chest vibrating music that fills the space.
I really needed tonight. Just tonight, I want to let loose.
I am dancing as erotically as I am dressed. High waisted jean shorts that hug my thighs and ass, a cute black crop top that shows just enough mid-drift to catch your eye and draw attention to what's underneath, and my favorite, knee high boots. With my every day career, I don't get to dress sexy. So, when I get the chance to get dressed up, I don't pass up the opportunity. I move my hips back and forth, throwing my hands in the air and running them through my hair. The alcohol is settling in, creating a fire in my stomach that's spreading throughout my body. My skin is humming and tingling with every movement I make. I feel alive.
The song I was dancing to merges into a new song, and I make my way to the bar to get another drink. I smiled toward the bartender, order my next drink and lean against the bar. I look around at everyone having a good time. Everyone is smiling, connecting, dancing, the atmosphere is intoxicating. As I turn back towards the bar, a man catches my eye and I stop. My breath catches in my throat.
I don't think this man has one bad feature. He has beautiful black hair that has a slight curl to it and hangs around his decorated ears, porcelain skin, these intense but kind doe eyes, plush lips that you can imagine traveling down your neck...
As I'm taking this ravishing man in, he turns towards me and smiles. My heart almost bursted out of my chest. I could fall in love with that smile alone.
Time slows for a moment as we're gazing at each other from across the bar, until he stands up and starts making his way towards me. The closer he gets, the more my body quivers. He's sexy. He's wearing a black suit with a black shirt, it's flattering to a point of being dangerous. It hugs him in all the right places, allowing me to get a glimpse of his muscular arms and thighs through the fabric. He definitely takes care of himself.
He stops in front of me and leans against the bar, "Hi, I'm Jeon Jungkook." He bows slightly then offers his hand out to me. "Hi, I'm Alexzandra. It's a pleasure." I slide my hand against his. "A pleasure?" He raises an eyebrow and smirks at my choice of words, knowing what I'm implying, and I'm so entranced I hold his hand a few seconds too long.
I'm snapped out of the trance when the bartender sets down my drink. I grab my drink and take a sip, then look up to Jungkook. "You don't come here often, do you?" I would have noticed such a good-looking man if he were a local. Where could he have come from?
He takes a sip of his drink, slightly licking his lips afterwards that makes me clinch my thighs to lessen the throbbing I feel in my clit, "I'm on vacation from work right now, so I'm traveling. Are you a local?" He looks down at me, waiting for me to reply with this endearing look.
I take a large swig of my drink, "I am, I can show you the ropes if you'd like." I set my drink down and move closer to him, feeling ambitious. "What do you say?" I can see something in his eyes change.
I feel his hand slide across my hip and pull me the rest of the way to him, flexing his fingers into my skin. His eyes are burning a hole through me, "Let's do it."
I set my drink down and lead him onto the dance floor just as a fast paced song begins. When I turn to face him, he grabs my hips and yanks me towards him. I'm pressed against his hard body, and I can feel his heartbeat. It matches mine, fast and erratic. I gaze into his eyes, that are now more dangerous than kind like they were before. His hair is perfectly framing his face and his eyes are even more demanding under the shadows his hair is casting, causing my heart to quicken even more.
We start to sway to the music, clutching at each other and feeling the vibrations of the music travel through our bodies. My hands move up his torso, starting from his abs up to his pecks, I can feel every inch through the silky fabric of his shirt. I could touch him all night. I spin around in his arms and press my back into him, feeling his pelvis react and press into my ass. His hand drifting farther up my stomach to my ribs, dangerously close to my the bottom of my bra, as I grind into him. His breath is coming fast and hard against my neck, he can feel me like I do him.
With each roll of my hips, his hands grip my sides and I can feel his erection growing and growing against my ass. He is unbelievably hot and tempting. He spins me around and laces his fingers through my hair, gazing into my eyes and pulling my face towards his. Then time stops. He leaned in quickly and pressed his lips against mine. Holy fuck. I throw my hands around his neck and deepened the kiss. His lips are as plush as I pictured, forming perfectly against mine. His tongue plunges into my mouth, searching and eating away at my sanity. His kiss is breath taking, I cannot catch my bearings. One of his hands travels from my hair down my body, causing goosebumps to follow the path of his hand. He grabs my ass. HARD, and his kiss becomes hungrier. He's ravishing every inch of my mouth like a man starved and my body responds. I'm pressing so hard against him that my breasts are pinned against his chest, creating just enough pressure on my nipples to drive me crazy.
He breaks away from the kiss, but keeps me close, "Want to get out of here?" His voice is husky and it makes me shiver with anticipation. "Yes, let's get out of here." We make it back to the bar, finish our drinks, then make our way to the exit.———————————————————————
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The Stranger at the Bar // Jungkook
Romance"As I turn back towards the bar, a man catches my eye and I stop. My breath catches in my throat. I don't think this man has one bad feature. He has beautiful black hair that has a slight curl to it and hangs around his decorated ears, porcel...