Does that answer you?

She blinked once, twice, and soon realized, Yves' lips were on hers. His lips started to move slowly against hers. What on Earth is going on?

Yet, any thought of him being a stranger or pushing him away did not register in her mind as her lips started to respond to his.

He held her chin and pried her mouth open, thrusting in his hot tongue to meet hers. Her mind went blank, only sparks flying within her.

His tongue coaxed hers into action, it tangled with hers, sucking it. Each stroke left her feeling jittery. His actions literally stealing her breath away. She was growing light-headed by the minute.

The air was full of his scent, all she could breath in was him. He skillfully moved his tongue, tasting every nook and cranny of her mouth, even caressing her ceiling with his tip.

"Mm!" She squeezed her thighs together reflexively, feeling her core suddenly moisten and pushed him away.

"You're right, it's good." His calm composure was a stark contrast to her livid expression as they both caught their breaths.

"What the heck? I should get YOU arrested", she snapped, still flustered.

"You're right, I'm sorry", he admitted and bore his honesty with his eyes as he continued, "But I couldn't help myself. Even right now, I want to kiss you again."

Silence.

His honesty affected her just as much and she grew redder if possible but had no words to retort.

"And I think you liked it", he added.

"Excuse me?"

"You moaned", he pointed out with a smirk.

"No, I didn't", she denied too quickly despite her burning face. He smirked at her obvious lie, infuriating her. She scoffed, "You're just as arrogant."

"I would be lying if I said I was humble", he shrugged then gave her a meaningful gaze and appealed to her in a coaxing tone. "Come on, one more time."

"I thought you weren't hitting on me", she accused, crossing her arms against her chest.

"I never said I wasn't", he said in honesty.

The two fell quiet, her unwavering gaze meeting his. She could not understand herself. If it were any other man, she would have given a flat out no.

She would have snapped his neck the moment she caught onto what he was doing. But this man, her body was actively responding to him. It yearned for him. Still, this was not why she came out tonight! Quite the opposite actually!

But that tingling sensation that made her grow wet....., surely, if she were to sleep with someone tonight, it would definitely be hi- Where did that come from?

She took her glass of wine to sip only for her to pause. If she had to be honest, she wanted to kiss him again. Actually, she wanted more than the kiss he gave her.

As the seconds ticked by, she could feel her reasoning and actual plans for tonight slipping out of her grip especially with his piercing gaze that never left her. Without a second thought, she set down the glass, having made up her mind.

"Are you drunk?" She asked, looking serious.

"...No."

"Are you lying to me?" She asked, not missing a beat.

"No."

"How many fingers am I holding up?" She waved her hand too quickly to confuse any drunk.

He easily caught her hand, egulfing it in his huge one. Her stomach flipped at the simple skin contact. His lips lifted in amusement, "Do you think you can confuse me by waving it like that?"

"Do you want to sleep with me?" She asked, no more than a second later, her eyes searching his.

She steeled her expression. She was looking for reasons not to indulge him, a reason to escape. The first kiss had already unlocked Pandora's box, she feared the second one would practically 'open' it. She needed to know where he stood.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. She was a master at disguising her true feelings but she oddly felt like he could see through her.

His large hand clasped the side of her face, before those now familiar lips claimed hers once more. A warm tongue probed at her entrance and she accepted him.

His tongue found its way to hers, enveloped it in his warmth and lapped up at her, twisting and sucking her. He cupped the nape of her neck, tilting her head to a different angle and devoured her mouth like starving beast.

"Mm", her moan escaped against him.

His kiss was more intoxicating than the wine she had been drinking. She was getting drunk on it. Her strength seeped away, she felt she could easily slide off the sofa. Her hands desperately clutched onto his jacket as an anchor. She soon broke the kiss, in need of air.

"Well?" He whispered against her lips, panting as caught his breath.

"Well what?" She whispered back, panting, and in a state of confusion. Her brain was yet to start functioning again.

"Your name."

It took her a second before she replied, "Kareena."

"Well Kareena", he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbled. "Does that answer you?"

She searched his eyes and she saw it. Raw desire, all for her. Had he been watching her like this since early on?

Yves, who had no clue what the woman before him was thinking with her intense gaze on him, was suddenly pushed away. It was a gentle push.

He watched her take her glass and slowly down her drink. She watched him through her lashes as she did so not knowing how seductive she came across.

His gaze zeroed in on a drop that escaped from the corner of her plump lips to trickle down her chin, a stark contrast to her snowy complexion. She put down the glass, wiped her chin with a finger, and without a word, strode off.

He took second to realize what was happening before he followed after her. His long legs easily aided him to catch up to her. She stopped by the reception and got them a room. He was about to pay when she beat him to it with her card, a smirk playing on her lips.

'This is going to be interesting', he mused, feeling his excitement shoot through the roof.

Ding dong!

The elevator doors swung open and she stepped in with him behind her. Neither spoke a word. Their gazes were fixed on their reflections in front. He wore an aloof expression, contradicting the excitement coursing through every part of his body.

Unbeknownst to him, Kareena was internally freaking out! The confined space bringing her back to reality. She wanted to escape, she wanted to dig a hole and hide, she wanted to scream at herself! Was she really going to lose her virginity to a stranger tonight?