A Magnetic Encounter

From the moment their eyes had first locked, it was like something inside of Brooklyn had magnetized to him. Even without seeing him, her body was aware of where he was in the room full of people.

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Brooklyn had met him for the first time that morning, introduced by her best friend who was now set to marry his best friend. There was nothing extraordinary about the way they met, but everything extraordinary about the way her spirit immediately recognized his. Like seeing someone you've known for a lifetime, they settled into familiar banter throughout the day as they explored with their friends. Brooklyn tried to play it cool, enjoying her time with friends while everything in her fought to catch his eye or be next to him. She wondered if he was trying to do the same as they went about their day.

That night, they all met back up for a house party with a bunch of his friends mixed with hers. The perfect storm of strangers and familiar faces. Groups formed in different rooms and outside in the back yard. Music played, karaoke was sung, people talked at full-volume with drinks in hand and snacks being consumed.

At one point during the night, Brooklyn snuck away to the kitchen, away from the crowded rooms, to get another drink and a breath from the overstimulation of music and multiple conversations. As she finished refilling her cup, she turned to find him watching her from the doorway. It was the first time they'd been alone since they met that morning and every single part of her stood at attention, waiting to see what would happen. With his own drink in hand, he moved wordlessly closer to her and lifted her face to make eye contact with him, a smile playing on his face. "Are you having fun?" he asked, holding her stare. Her heart beat faster in her chest and then heat coming off of his body along with the magnetic zing between them made her nipples harden into little points under the bodysuit she was wearing. The way he towered above her, gently pressing her back into the counter with the power of his body, flooding her panties with warm wetness. She could feel her heartbeat pulse between her thighs. Just his presence alone melted everything inside of her into a puddle of need. She wanted him closer but her nerves pinned her in place. "Totally but I just needed a minute away from the craziness" she responded back, trying to keep from sounding as breathless as she felt.

When she started to look away, he moved his head to catch her eyes. "Don't look away from me, baby. I'm not finished looking into your eyes." Timidly, she looked back up at him and felt another wave of lust crash over her as the playful light in his eyes shifted into darkened desire. Just as they started to move closer, another partygoer rounded the corner and she quickly turned away from him to grab her drink and head nonchalantly back into the living room; the spell of their connection temporarily broken.

After that, Brooklyn knew she was a goner. If he got her alone again, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from making every little thought play out between them. The darkening of his bright eyes replayed in her mind. He had disappeared, presumably going outside with some of his other friends, and Brooklyn tried to shake him out of her mind and focus on the friends singing and dancing in the living room, clearly more than a few drinks into the evening. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control the wetness spreading between her legs just from the thought of him standing so close to her. Lost in those thoughts, she jumped slightly as a warm body pressed up behind her and growled into her ear, "meet me in the office room in 2 minutes.", tucking something behind her ear as he walked down the dark hallway. Everything in her quivered as she felt the hot whisper of his voice lingering on her ear. She reached up to touch what he'd tucked there to find a flower stuck sweetly in her hair. How could one person be so dark and magnetic and so sweet at once?

A few minutes later, Brooklyn casually turned from her friends in the living room, despite her heartbeat pounding in her ears, and started down the dark hallway where she last saw him disappear. The magnetic draw inside of her pulling her closer to him while the reasonable part of her brain reminded her that she is not the kind of girl to get physical with a guy she hasn't even known for a day. She turned into the office room to see him looking at the bookcase. When she walked in, he turned to her with a smile spreading across his face. She couldn't help but return it, fire burning in her eyes as she looked him up and down. It was a small room and he crossed it quickly, quietly shutting and locking the door behind her. At the click of the lock, Brooklyn's nerves kicked up. When he slowly turned to face her, she stood still--watching and smiling but waiting to let him make the next move.

"Come sit with me." he murmured and pulled her by the hand over to the large couch taking up so much residence in the small office. She awkwardly sat down next to him but then couldn't stand not looking at him and pivoted to where she was facing him where he sat. "I've been waiting for this all day. Since I saw you this morning, I couldn't wait to get you alone just so I could take my time with you." His bassy voice rumbled right down to B's core. He exuded a careful masculinity. "I couldn't help but watch you as we went from one place to the next, waiting til I had a moment with you. I've been wanting to touch you and talk to you all day.." Her heart flipped knowing that he was as drawn to her as she was to him. His candor broke her shell and she confessed that she'd been hoping he wanted her the way she wanted him. "I've also been wanting to do this all day..." He leaned his face closer to hers. "Can I kiss you now?" he whispered, pausing to make sure she gave her consent. She nodded with a small smile and then careful leaned toward him as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him, their lips meeting in a careful but firm kiss. Brooklyn broke, emboldened by his desire.

When they pulled apart, she crawled onto his lap and straddled his hips with her knees on each side of his body. A flirty smile crossed his lips as she leaned down to pull him back into another kiss. She lightly stroked the side of his face while her pussy continued to drip from her core into her quickly dampening panties. Her hunger for him grew with each kiss, the wet smacks sparking them both on.

He deepened their kiss as he slid one hand up her back and the other into the nape of her hair and gently tugged as they kissed. As if she could get any wetter, she flooded her panties and ground down into his crotch where she felt him harden underneath her. He kept his fingers tangled deliciously into her hair as she rocked her fully clothed pussy onto his growing member. She whimpered with each little tug of her hair, spurring him to take their kiss further. Soft kisses turned to more feverish ones. And then to her surprise, he bit lightly down on her bottom lip, slowly scraping his teeth along it as he carefully pulled back. Her groan of pleasure must have been a little too loud because the next thing they knew, the door handle to the office jiggled. The two froze, flushed and trying to slow their breathing. A familiar voice from the other side called Brooklyn's name, asking if she was okay. A quiet giggle escaped Brooklyn's lips as she rested her forehead against him, softly shushing and waiting til the friend walked away.

Reluctantly, Brooklyn stood up and smoothed her skirt and hair. He adjusted his pants, stood and held her by the hand. His bright eyes were heavy with the fading lust but they held her gaze, searching from one eye to the other. "Just one more minute? I'm not done looking at you yet." He would later tell her how much he loved looking into her eyes that night. How much comfort and familiarity they held for him. But for now, she let him just look at her, smiling lightly before squeezing his hand and telling him to stay for a minute after she walks out. Brooklyn reached past him to unlock the door, flicked the office light off, and head back down the hall to join the rest of her friends once again.

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