His Forbidden Desires

tly on the J Hotel. Most of the streets were empty but the cars present at the

d spinsters, heavy music playing in the background, emotions and desi

rk Green suit, holding up a glass of wine. A taste of perfection and seduction. Despite the dark corner he was in, he seemed

lding a bottle of wine in a black

his hea

s words hint with a

here” the waiter pointed a

ck dress pressed onto her curves and slender waist. Her eyes green and bright matching her dar

f women but there something about her that wouldn’t let him look away but

er, if she hadn’t sent the wine his way then

lean. He sat there for a little while letting his thoughts disarray, his eyes

he made his way to her. She was having a little chat with the bartender, he cou

he frowned before leaning

g to touch the bottle of wine she sent to him. If he touched it then it meant he had accepted her advances towards him before

he turned to him. He is hold a glass of wine i

beautiful than he had thought her to be. A familiar feeling washes over him, a urge to take what is his. An o

that just for you” she repl

e said and p

hen dropped it on the table, before she could

this in a room?” She asked wi

, she looked like a woman that would go after w

considering it. He had never gone to a room with a woman neither had he accepted any advances from any woman but w

him, whispering for him to say yes

n my offer?” she asked sna

night. By morning he would be long gone and he would never hear from her again eve

” he r

ng to admire the scenery, the black curtains shielding the glass window. The bed covered in nothing but pure wh

own her. He suddenly grabbed her hand, his left arm wrapped around her wais

n she fixed her gaze on him waiting for him to make the first move, his fingers around her fitted perfectly that he wished he could pick her up and swirl