During the party, my blind date brushed his hand against my thigh under the table.

There were people passing by us, so I had to push down my desire.

He had sun-kissed skin, and his body was hard and muscular.

Later, in the car on the way home, he asked me if I wanted to…

I clutched the strap of my handbag as I stood there shyly with my face flushed.

People in the private room looked at me. It was my first time attending this kind of gathering after my mother urged me to get a boyfriend.

The room was already fully seated, so I did not know what to do at the moment.

The organizer, Kevin Cooper, pulled me into the room with a friendly smile.

Everyone in the room tried to make me feel welcome. It was supposed to be a simple party, but it was, in fact, a group blind date setup.

Kevin’s warm hand brushed my skin as he pushed me to his chair and gestured for a waiter to come over. “What would you like to drink? Help yourself.”

It was only then that I saw the man clearly. He was a little over 5’9” with a strong, muscular build. His face was sharp, rugged, not one of those “pretty-boy” types. He looked so mighty that I almost wanted to salute him.

He was definitely my type.

I tried to calm myself. I brushed aside my thoughts and stared straight ahead, but my gaze accidentally dropped to his slight bulge.

I blushed.

While I was dazed and lost in thought, a long-haired woman playing poker at the next table giggled. “Kevin, you’re so aggressively considerate.”

Kevin scratched his head, and his sun-kissed skin turned red.

“Focus on your own game. Watch out for bluffs.”

The people laughed, and I was at a loss. He seemed to be someone important in this circle.

The waiter brought a chair over, and he sat down next to me.

As my best friend always said, my appearance did not match my personality.

This Peter Pan collar and jumper combo made me look youthful and energetic yet obedient and proper.

Even if I wanted him, I still acted nonchalant.

Every time he got up and helped get me drink, he always leaned into me close enough for me to feel his warmth.

Our skin touched, and his masculine fragrance filled my nose. I felt restless.

At dinner, with everyone on the same page, I was seated right next to him.

“Just eat what you want. Help yourself!”

He served a piece of fish onto my plate and motioned me to try it.

His voice was gentle and kind, which made me feel dazed.

“I want to try it,” I blurted out my inner thoughts, and both of us were stunned.

“Sure!” He flashed me a smile, though I was not sure whether he understood what I was implying. He picked up a piece of steak from another plate and put it onto mine.

I thought about whether his lips were as soft as his words, and whether he could feed me in another way.

The sudden fantasy triggered my nerves, which made me subconsciously gasp.

It was terrifying.

All the dishes were served very quickly.

Someone took out a bottle of whiskey that he had brought. He bragged about it being a vintage brew we all had to try.

A dozen people were excited, except Kevin.

“Aren’t you going to try it?” I held my glass with both hands and smiled softly.

He shook his head. “It’s better for one person to stay sober when everyone else gets drunk.”

I nodded in agreement.

He was ten years older than me, so he indeed thought about most things. My attraction toward him just caught me off guard.

The way Kevin took care of me made my heart beat faster for some reason.

People talked loudly because they were getting drunk.

A chubby man was quarreling with a slim man.

“What the heck did you say? I dare you to say it again!”

He slammed the table and shot up. The impact made his chair fall backward.

It was too noisy, and I gasped.

Kevin held my hand under the table.

He mouthed two silent words to me, “Don’t worry.”

The quarrel was still going on, but I looked down with a racing heart.

The argument became louder and more heated. Other than a few people trying to pull them apart, everyone else stepped back to give them space.

Kevin moved his chair and leaned closer to me.

His breath grazed my skin, and it made my skin tingle. My heart raced.

My palms started sweating.

His grip tightened, and I squirmed.

Kevin immediately asked, “What’s wrong?”

His deep voice made me shiver, and I stammered.

“I… I want to go to the restroom,” I blushed and said shyly. But more surprisingly, my voice sounded very seductive for some reason.

My voice was extremely soft.

My innocent face made him laugh. I could see something flashing in his eyes through my glasses.

He immediately let go of my hand, but I fell into his arms accidentally when I got up.

For some reason, my legs lost strength after he seduced me.

I reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder to try to push myself up.

However, when my fingers touched his skin, my waist felt warm. His hands held my waist, and then he just lifted me up.

When he let go of me, he boldly caressed my waist.

“You…” I tried to say, but nothing came out.

He lowered his head with doting affection. His lips moved close to me, and his breath brushed the back of my ear, which made me shiver.

“I worry that you can’t take it.”

Right after he said that, he pulled down my skirt, and his fingertips touched my skin. I was going to melt.

“I… I can do it,” I stammered coyly before I bolted outside.

He chuckled.

In the restroom, I splashed cold water on my red face.

‘Oh gosh! What was I doing?’ I thought.

It must be the influence of alcohol.

Otherwise, how could I still be imagining his muscular chest in the mirror?

I splashed another handful of water on my face to put a stop to my far-fetched fantasies.

Before the redness of my face faded away, I heard a woman’s voice outside. My heart skipped a beat, and I stepped into the restroom stall.

I sat on the toilet bowl. I could not help but secretly rant at the lack of air-conditioning.

The temperature in the closed space increased. To dissipate the heat, I tried everything. I spread my thighs apart and stayed still.

I subconsciously recalled a scene from a film that made my heart race, and I remembered his intentional touch. The thrill of that fantasy kept coming back.

“Is anybody here?”

The woman knocked on the door, and I stilled my hand. My fantasies stopped immediately.

“Hold on!” I immediately got up. I tidied my wrinkled clothes and opened the door. There was a long line out there.

My face turned red with embarrassment. I wanted to go out, but the woman kindly gave me a tampon. “You can just ask if you need it. You don’t have to feel awkward.”

My face turned even redder. I took the tampon and thanked her before lowering my head and running away.

It was only after I was outside that the fresh air cooled me down.

When I went back to the private room, Kevin pulled out the chair for me. As soon as I sat down, he spoke.

“Is it too warm for you? You’re sweating.”

Before I answered, he used a handheld fan brought by another lady to fan me.

The light chiffon fabric clung to my curves when being teased by the breeze. A hint of my cleavage peeked through, and he raised his eyebrows slyly. His gaze lingered over me without a hint of restraint.

He did it on purpose.

I thought of what I had done in the restroom. Was this revenge?

I cleared my throat and raised my fork to get some food. Only then did I realize that almost everyone at the table was drunk.

The smell of alcohol lingered in the air. I was also a little tipsy.

It made sense why my desire was triggered by his unintentional touch. If I was not drunk, I would never boldly put his warm hand on my thigh.

“Be bold if you like me,” I whispered to him coyly.

He looked happy. “I do like you.”

He moved closer to me, and his fingers moved along my thigh. Under my short skirt, his hand moved higher toward the inner part of my thigh.

The thrill of pleasure increased, but it also felt like I was losing myself even more.

I felt like a fish out of water.

“What’re you two doing?”

Both of us were stunned. The tall and slim man shouted drunkenly. He held his glass and walked toward us.

He mumbled, “Thank you, Kevin, for providing us with such a nice dating platform.

“If I can find a girlfriend here, I will surely give you a huge reward.

“I must toast to you today.”

Kevin immediately lifted his glass and clinked it against the man’s glass.

“I hope you get what you wish for, Liam.”

Kevin did not drink. He only drank soda, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he drank it.

When I saw that, I felt a bit thirsty, so I took a sip of water. After dinner, we agreed to take a walk in the park nearby, but it seemed unnecessary at this point. In the whole night, Kevin was the only one who had not drunk any alcohol. He was the only one sober.

After we left the restaurant, Kevin called a few cabs and made arrangements for everyone to get home safely. Only then did he see me. I was the only one left.

It was my first time attending this kind of event. Although I drank some alcohol, I was still quite sober.

I pointed at the parking lot. “It’s fine. I can go back by myself.”

“No drunk driving!” He glared at me unhappily.

I shook my head. “Of course not. I’ll call for a ride-hailing driver.”

Kevin frowned, and he dragged me into his car without a word. “I’ll drop you.”

When he helped me fasten my seatbelt, he moved closer to me. The closeness made me feel like I was suffocating.

I pretended to be drunk as I instinctively moved forward with my back arched. His palm moved over my belly along the seatbelt. I wanted more, but he kept his hand to himself.

I felt like I was in a daze and glared at him.

In the distance, a sudden dazzling headlight flashed in the line of sight.

Someone was coming.

“Little girl, you really can’t get enough, can you?”

He laughed teasingly before he stepped on the accelerator.

The atmosphere inside the car was hushed, and the tension we had just felt still lingered.

While my head was still full of vivid, heated images, the car stopped.

It was only after my seatbelt was unfastened with a click that I realized we were surrounded by complete darkness.

“Where are we?” I asked and gasped.

I felt his calloused hand on the skin of my belly, and his hand that had unfastened my seatbelt slid inside my jumper.

“Don’t be scared, little girl.” I could hear his restraint in his voice. No fantasy came close to the real thing, so I could not help but tremble.

I bit my bottom lip as I extended my right hand to touch the button at the side. I adjusted the space of the seat to the maximum to let him claim what he wanted.

My boldness seemed to encourage him.

Kevin chuckled softly. “It seems I was worried for nothing.”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulled myself closer, and hungered for more.

His palms slid up my thighs and moved higher. I could not help but gasp.

He lowered his head and looked at me in confusion.

I blushed and said, “I want it.”

“What do you want?” He chuckled. I thought that it was an encouragement.

I said in embarrassment, “You.”

I was afraid that he would say something unbearable, so I took my chance and moved forward to kiss him.

He reached out to hold my behind and gently lifted me. He then guided my hand to touch his burning hot bottom. Then, he pulled back his seat and motioned for me to ride on top of him.