Evie stands close in front of her floor length mirror as she applies her favorite ruby red lipstick and checks the rest of her makeup. It wasn't anything glamorous but she wanted to make herself look extra pretty tonight, not for anyone in particular but for herself.
She steps back, looking at her reflection, she's wearing a new dress she got, a short sparkly silver one that doesn't show much cleavage but the top is held by thin straps that crossed on her bare back, and the top doesn't cover much of the sides of her breasts. The skirt is short and has a slit on the side of one thigh. Her heels were strappy sandals that made her legs look longer even with her height of five foot four.
She smiles at her eye-catching ensemble as she moves her shoulder-length black hair to one shoulder, she glitters under the lights of her room. She can't wait to drink and dance tonight. Work took most of her time for weeks and she's ready to let loose for the night and act like the young twenty-something that she is.
Taking a small purse with her essentials in it, Evie leaves her house and she takes a cab to one of the hottest and most high-end nightclubs in the city, The Atlas Lounge. It's not her usual type of place but she needed a change of pace and her friends were raving about this place last time she hung out with them. She did invite them but it was a last-minute decision to go to the club tonight and all of them had plans or had work to do still.
When she got to the Atlas, there's already a line outside. She expected as much, but it didn't take long for her to get inside. The loud music surrounded her as well as the people, she looked around as she made her way towards the bar, all black and gold, a tower of floor-to-ceiling shelves full of liquor, the bartenders expertly making drinks for people crowding it like moths to a flame.
She flags down a bartender to order and after he checks her ID, he expertly makes her a glass of Negroni, giving her a little show with the bottles and a wink. She smiles at him, he's cute but he's also going to be too busy to dance with her and she's here to have fun. She pays for her drink and leans against the bar as she sips her drink, gazing at the dance floor.
When the space to her left frees up it doesn't take long for another clubgoer to fill it, this time in the form of a very handsome man.
He's tall
, that's the first thing she thought of as he walked towards the bar. The second is that he's strikingly good-looking as he gets closer, with his short dark brown hair brushed back and a strong jawline under his groomed stubble.
She couldn't help but notice he filled his dark button-up shirt well, his toned forearms bare with his sleeves rolled up. Her eyes travel south, taking him in before she realizes that she's staring, when she looks back up he was looking at her too, his eyes are brown and he's staring intensely at her. She looks away and minds her drink, trying not to blush at being caught staring.
The man is
definitely
much taller than her now that he's standing next to her. He orders an Old Fashioned, his voice deep and sexy, from what she could hear anyway. As she internally battles with herself whether or not to try to start a conversation with the sexy stranger, he beats her to it.
He angles his body towards her, "Hello there," he says, leaning towards her a bit so she can hear him over the loud music, although much of the sound doesn't invade the bar area with how the place is designed.
He smells good
. Their eyes meet again as she replies, "Hi." She gives him a bright smile, seeing his eyes flicking downwards to her red lips before looking at her eyes again, he smiles back.
"My name is Will, nice to meet you," he offers a large hand to her and she takes it, his hand envelops hers as they shake. His grip is strong and sure just like the rest of him. "My name is Evie," she has to tilt her head upwards to meet his eyes. Their hands linger before separating.
He lifts his drink to his lips as he looks at her, she couldn't stop herself from glancing at said lips as she takes another sip of her drink. They were plump and it made her bite her own when the thought of kissing his lips entered her mind. She immediately tries to think of other thoughts as she feels a blush coming on.
"Come here often?" he asks with a wry grin that says he knew how typical and basic the question was. It makes Evie laugh and he smiles at the sound.
"No, it's my first time here," she spilled a little of her drink on her fingers when she laughed, she instinctively licks the droplets on her fingers and stops when she sees him looking at her mouth with an intense look. "Whoops," she says, a little embarrassed. Taking a napkin from the bar to wipe the alcohol from her fingers.
His eyes felt like they were studying her, like he wanted to know everything about her. "I'm not from around here so it's my first time too, the hotel room was too quiet so I decided to check out the nightlife in the city," he tells her as he places his drink on the bar, "It's not my usual scene, a friend said they had good drinks and I didn't want to sit in my hotel room, so I thought, 'Why not?'"
"It's the same for me, my friends were talking about this place before so I thought it would be fun to come check this place out," she replies with a smile.
She didn't even notice she sidled a bit closer to him so they could talk better, he didn't seem to mind or notice either, both of them mutually attracted to each other. They talk and laugh, he especially loves it when he makes her laugh, sharing tidbits of their life, who they are, how Will is much older than her by a little more than a decade, and figuring out if the other one's single. And they've been flirting heavily, clearly they both know they're into each other.
They've been making eyes, his never leaving hers, exchanging heated gazes, her skin hot and she wants to come closer and pull him for a kiss. Every time a part of them touches the other it's like electricity courses through them. Evie didn't come here for a fling, but maybe a hot one night stand with an equally hot guy is exactly what she needs tonight.
Will has been respectful and the way he talks and the way he listens to her made her hot all over. It's definitely a turn-on that he never did anything untowards even though they've been flirting real hard. Although at this point, she wouldn't really mind. They're both consenting adults who want each other after all.
During a comfortable pause in their conversation, Evie finally got the courage to ask him for a dance. She finishes her drink and gets up from the stool she occupied and looks back at him, a come-hither look in her eyes. "Will you come dance with me?" she asks, she feels the excitement in the pit of her stomach, and maybe a little dread just in case he says 'no'.
Will didn't make her wait long, he gets up from his seat and moves close to her, and he leans down to whisper to her ear, "It would be my pleasure." And he takes her hand and leads her to the tessellating dance floor.
They move their bodies to the music, the crowd around them doing the same, but their eyes are only for each other. They move towards each other, getting closer and bolder with each movement of their bodies, until Evie can place her hands on his chest and look up at him with those pretty eyes that drew Will in.
Evie knew she shouldn't tease but this man, with his confident grin, intense eyes, and deep voice, he does things to her. She's sure it's not the alcohol talking because she only had one drink. With a graceful flip of her hair she turns away from him, moving her hips to the music as she presses her ass against his crotch as they dance together, the music thrumming inside them as they move and tease each other. He grabs her hips with his strong hands.
