Lucy pov

I had been dancing for so long my legs felt like they were going to fall off.

I decided to take a break and headed over to the nightclubs bar. I looked down at the drink in my hand for a moment and suddenly I was being smashed into.

I accidentally dropped my drink and it spilt all over the floor.

"I'm so sorry! Let me buy you another!" The guy had to yell over the loud music.

I looked up to see a man with piercing blue eyes looking down at me.

"Tim?" I asked, shocked.

"Lucy, is that you?" He squinted through the dark.

"Surprised to see you here." I said.

"I could say the same." He cocked an eyebrow. "Are you on your own?"

"Yeah, you?"

He nodded in reply. "Let me get you that drink."

"Might owe me more than one, that was expensive." I said, gesturing to the spilled drink on the floor.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed by the hand, leading me towards the bar stool.

I tried to stop the butterflies from fluttering at the unexpected touch.

One shot competition and six kamikaze shots later, we were both wasted.

I couldn't stop thinking about how hot he was, and how fun it would be to kiss him. I tried to keep reminding myself that he is my training officer but the alcohol made hard.

We were on the dance floor, swaying to the music when we locked eyes.

Something in his gaze was drawing me in, and I could tell he felt it too.

We slowly moved closer and closer, until our foreheads were pressed together. I could feel his breath on my face but I didn't mind.

Our lips were millimetres apart, with the gap closing more and more.

We touched and all my worries went out the window.
His lips were so soft and I was intoxicated by him.

The night cuts in and out from there and I don't know how but we ended up at my place.

He was tracing his lips up and down my neck, lining it with his sweet kisses.

He was so gentle but so rough at the same time, I couldn't get enough of it.

He pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me, we rolled until I was on him.

I lent down and started kissing my way down his chest. The warmth of his body was euphoric.

I couldn't stop myself, and I don't think I wanted to either.