2. Inhibitions

I was silent the entire ride home just like my companion. There wasn't an awkward moment just peace. If I have two minds before now it has changed. I like this man and I was feeling estrogen rush as Bianca calls it simply watching him.

I didn't know it was a healthy choice to leave with a stranger but this man didn't look like a random guy picking up girls. He looks serious, demanding and controlling my kind of poison. My friend calls me a control freak for not going to dates set up by her. But it was mostly because those guys were only there because Bianca commanded them. She has a charm that one can rarely ignore. She will be surprised that I left with a stranger.

I fiddled with my phone after sending her a quick text of me leaving. She might think I left for home. I know she is not going to come home tonight. She is one girl who is not afraid to have one night stands at a guy's place. She is too considerate roommate and doesn't want to put me through the ordeal of a stranger in underwear walking around.

I was taken to a sky-high building where he lives apparently. I wasn't surprised to see this. This guy screams money one has to look at his attire and just know that they could pay their rent for the cost of that suit. The elevator ride was different because he looked at me occasionally when he was driving the car he focused on driving and I thought he wasn't interested. What was I thinking? Why do I want this guy to be interested in me? When I was inside

"You can go and change in the guest room", he said nodding at the room.

I walked robotically towards the room. His home was immaculate. Nothing out of place similar to mine . It made me smile. The sheer size of his bedroom made me gasp. I have never seen such a big guest room. Be will be claustrophobic if he ever visits mine. I heard a knock on the door which wasn't closed. He didn't look out of place there standing before the door asking permission in his own home. Somehow he appeared to be in control of the situation I wonder if I would be as cool him if the situation was reversed.

"I have some clean clothes in the cupboard you can use them after washing up", he said.

"Thanks", I breathed at the already leaving guy.

He didn't even wait to hear what the other person wants to say. Maybe he was giving me privacy. I don't know what to make of him. Maybe all this money had made him impatient. I hope he is not narcissistic. Bianca says many people who have money are narcissistic and psychopaths I shuddered at the thought. I have started to like this guy.

I took a quick shower and carefully placed everything exactly where I found them. I think we make sense together me and him. I knew he might have house help but he hadn't trashed the place because Bianca is exactly like that. The minute she enters my perfectly ordered place it shambles. It was the only fight that ever happens between us. She says I'm behaving like a matron who never gets shagged.

When I changed into his shirt it came to my knees and I decided to forgo pants. They will be too large for me to wear anyway. I have washed my dress and underwear and put them in the dryer. It was a fancy machine but I figured it out. Once it was running I went outside in search of him. He was in the kitchen taking out food he operated the oven like a pro. The skillset this guy possess has no end.

He turned to face me. I felt self-conscious and fiddled on the t-shirt and suddenly remember that I wasn't wearing any underwear so I immediately let go of it. He walked into his bar and I sighed. He took out a fancy bottle probably must cost a fortune. He poured it on two identical glasses and gave me one.

He didn't even ask me if I want one. I accepted it and ignored the butterflies fluttering on my belly. We sat down on his sofa set. He didn't switch on the television instead looked at me intensely.

I gulped the drink unsure of what to say or do. I finished mine in record time. He raised his eyebrows surprised at this.

" Mind if I have another one "?, I asked him shyly. I have never drunk before but today seemed like a good time. I want to talk to this guy and the drink was my confident booster. He shakes his head biting his lips. I felt distracted and watched his lips while taking the drink.

"Let us cut to the chase. I'm attracted to you and I know you are attracted to me", he said softly.

I took a sharp breath. This conversation is going towards a non-permitted area. I wanted to end it and also continue it. I feel like I need another drink.

" Can I have another drink", I asked shyly.

"I'm not going to sleep with you if you are drunk", he said roughly.

" Well I'm not going to talk to you if you don't give me a drink", I told him sharply. He looked exasperated at me. I smothered my laugh as a cough. He went and gave me another drink.

I took it in my hand and looked at him. He looked annoyed, serious and above all deliciously handsome.

"Why do you think I'm attracted to you?", I asked him in a low voice. He looked at me intently I blushed. He took a few steps and covered the distance between us and whispered in my ears.

" If you aren't attracted to me you won't be sitting on my sofa in my t-shirt as if to test my self-control", he said.

"I washed everything", I said as though to explain myself.

" You could have stayed in the bedroom", he said his voice soft as velvet.

"I could have but I didn't want to", I said.

He turned his head and I captured my lips in the wildest and only kiss I ever had. My inhibitions went out of the window and I revelled in the pleasure.

I gasped out my breath which he answered with his. His tongue gently nudged my lips for permission and when I granted it he plundered taking and giving me all the pleasure simultaneously. The moment was so perfect I will cherish it for the rest of my life.