One Night's Love

Chapter 4

One Night's Love

Lisa shook her head and was speechless in pain. She could feel she'd be vomiting soon. Without thinking much, the man carried the slender woman towards the toilet.

"Hueeeek!" Sure enough, the drunken woman's entire stomach was excreted as a result of excessive alcohol consumption. Inside the toilet cubicle, the man helped rub Lisa's back to make her more relieved. He also grabbed Lisa's long hair that was flowing and tied it up.

"How are you feeling, Miss? Are you still nauseous?" Asked the handsome man softly.

Lisa still limply hung her head in the toilet bowl, trying to reach for the toilet paper beside her.

"Soju and vodka are not the right combination to forget bad memories with your ex," he said softly as he rubbed Lisa's lips after spilling the leftovers of food and alcohol.

The man stayed with Lisa in the toilet cubicle. Luckily, there was nobody in the toilet apart from the two of them. It was not something new if the toilets in the famous nightclub were often used for perverted things, but Lisa just didn't want other people to know what she was doing from behind the toilet cubicle with the strange man she had just met.

"Um… who is there?" Lisa asked, adjusting her collar and rinsing the toilet bowl.

"There's only me and you, Miss," said the man in a low, sexy voice. He came over and put his arm around Lisa's shoulders. He lifted Lisa's chin so he could see her beautiful face more clearly.

"What if we just skip drinking, Miss?" The European man started fondling Lisa's beautiful body, "It's certainly not good to refill your body with a glass of alcohol, especially after you vomited in a great nausea, right?"

"Hehe, do you want to play with me, sir?" The drunken woman asked with a seductive tone.

"Aren't we sharing the same purpose?" The man ran his fingers through the luscious curves of Lisa's body.

The woman stood in front of the stranger, staring closer at the reflection of his face. She faced a pair of eyes that were light blue, clear as cloudless sky. Never before had Lisa seen a pair of eyes as clear and deep as those of this handsome man.

"Shall we make love?" The man untied his collar button hooks, exposing his athletic body and smooth white skin like porcelain. His chest was clean, hairless, and his face looked like it was carved by a god.

The drunken Lisa started unbuttoning, exposing her beautiful breasts under her red shirt. It was clear that the stranger wanted to fondle the slender, bosomy lady in front of him.

Without further ado, the man crushed Lisa's thin lips as he fiercely pulled her body closer. His long, slender fingers caressed Lisa's hair gently, as if trying to lure her into dropping her guard.

Lisa started to sigh, there was a spark of lust coming from inside her waiting to be released. She placed both of her palms on top of the man's broad chest and whispered, "You sure have a great body, sir..."

"Wait until you see the rest," the man caught Lisa's chin and pulled her closer. He wasted no time locking their lips in a hot, fiery, passionate french kiss.

Erotic sighs escaped their lips and the sounds of slapping skins echoed throughout the toilet's cubicle as they drowned in lust. The man bent down the woman's slender back, feeling he would lose control soon.

"Ah! Careful!" Lisa moaned in pain. Her whole body began to shake.

"Do you like it?" The stranger asked in a low, seductive voice. A mischievous grin rose on his handsome face. The man started his movement slowly, gradually accelerating to the music from outside.

Lisa surrendered to the dangerous pleasure the man gave her. The narrow space that trapped them together made it hard for them to hold back. Lisa really got finished by him!

The atmosphere heated up over time. The two lovebirds who just met had one night stand inside the toilet's cubicle. Lisa really did it with someone of a foreign origin and face unbeknown to her. The man's kept up his pace, draining Lisa's almost zero energy.

"Wow, You're great!" The man exclaimed with a sigh of pleasure. He released his loads and cleaned up fast. Sweat poured down from the forehead of the two— the only silent witness to their hot love game that night.

"You are amazing too!" A satisfied smile was painted on Lisa's face, which now had turned red. The woman rested her head on the man's chest. It was like a dream, meeting a stranger befitting her type. Lisa would remember tonight's incident forever.

Intrigued by the woman he had just finished, the man asked softly, "What is your name, O beautiful lady?"

"Lisa…"

"Lisa? Nice name."

"What's your name sir?" Lisa asked, still overwhelmed by the unexpected quickie.

"My name is O-" Having not finished talking, the girl suddenly fainted.