UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER – Part 2 The bar no longer existed for them. The music, the voices around them, the clinking of glasses – everything was silenced by the desire that grew with each passing second. The balcony where they stood offered the illuminated city as a backdrop, but neither of them cared about the view. What mattered was the proximity, the warmth of their bodies, the tension between a choice and total surrender. Maat felt Cael’s gaze like an electric current sliding across her bare skin. The way he observed her was not like a man who had just met a woman. It was as if he had already desired her for too long, and now there were no more barriers between desire and reality. She ran her fingertips along the collar of his leather jacket, subtly playing with the edge of the fabric. “You followed me, Cael.” He smiled at the corner of his mouth, leaning forward slightly, his hands resting on the railing behind her, blocking any escape route. “You wanted me to follow.” Maat lifted her face, letting the wind play with her hair, but without taking her gaze away from his dark eyes. “And now that you’ve found me?” He lowered his gaze from the exposed line of her neck, to the curve of her shoulders, to the clasp that opened on her leg. A slow, lingering look, the gaze of a man who appreciates every detail before touching. “Now…” Cael slowly ran his fingers along the side of her thigh, unhurriedly, feeling the warm skin beneath his hands. “Now I want to see what’s real.” His firm touch made her breath catch for a second. He didn’t pull her. He didn’t take her in a hurry. He simply explored the moment, feeling her every reaction as if he had all the time in the world. But Maat wasn’t the type to wait. She moved closer, closing the distance between them, letting her long dress open a little more, exposing the soft thigh that was now lightly touching his leg. Cael tightened his fingers around hers. A firm grip that said everything without needing words. She slid her hand up his chest, feeling the texture of his jacket, then slowly pushed the leather back, revealing the thin black shirt that clung to his toned torso. “Take it off.” Her voice was low, like a challenge. Cael raised an eyebrow, but didn’t argue. Slowly, he removed the jacket, tossing it onto the chair next to him. The black fabric of the shirt still molded to the firm muscles of his chest and arms. Maat ran her fingers over it, as if mapping every contour. He was warm. And the way his muscles responded to her touch only made her smile. “Do you like what you see?” he murmured against her ear. She trailed her fingers down the sides of his torso, her eyes meeting his once more. “I’m still deciding.” Cael didn’t take the provocation lying down. With a quick movement, he grabbed Maat’s waist, pulling her close. The dress slid down her legs, the slit opening wider, exposing the soft skin and delicate curve of her ass. Her breath hitched for a second, but the smile on her lips remained. Now, yes. Cael gripped her waist more firmly, letting his fingers slide down, feeling the heat between her legs. Maat’s pussy was hot, throbbing against his palm. She bit her lip, pressing herself lightly against his touch, taking her time, but making it clear that she wanted more. His lips brushed her neck, slowly moving down the sensitive skin to the curve of her shoulder. His hot breath contrasted with the cool night wind, and when he slid his teeth there, Maat moaned softly. Cael pulled away just enough to look at her. His eyes were dark, hungry. “Do you feel that?” Maat ran her nails gently down the back of his neck, tugging lightly on his hair. “What do you think?” Cael smiled. A dangerous smile. He slid his other hand up her thigh, slowly moving up, his fingers brushing the edge of her thin panties. Maat closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the shivers run down her skin. He took his time. First, he touched her with his fingertips, gently exploring her. Then, he pressed hard. She gasped, her lips parting. Cael held the back of her neck with his other hand, pulling her into a hot, intense kiss, while his fingers slid inside her panties, touching her wet pussy. Her moan was trapped in his mouth. Maat held his shoulders tightly, feeling her entire body react to his touch. Cael knew what he was doing. He knew where to touch, he knew the exact pressure to drive her crazy. His fingers slid all over her intimacy, teasing, spreading the pleasure before really sinking in. She gripped his hair tighter, gasping against his mouth. Cael smiled against her lips. — You're so hot… Maat opened her eyes, staring at him intensely. — Then feel more. And she was the one who took the initiative now. (continued…)