Listen to this articleMark sighed, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling windows of his high-rise apartment. The city sparkled below, but he felt alone.
A knock at the door startled him. He opened it to find a young woman with flowing blonde hair and a short red dress.
“I’m Candy. The agency sent me,” she said softly.
Mark blinked. “Come in.”
Candy glided past him, red dress clinging to her curves. Mark’s loneliness faded, replaced by desire.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked.
She turned, blue eyes meeting his. “No, I’m here for you.”
Mark drew her into his arms. Candy’s body was soft yet firm, and she smelled of jasmine.
He led her to the windows, the lights of the city framing her silhouette. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, kissing her neck.
Candy sighed, leaning into him. Her hands slid under his shirt, caressing his chest.
Mark gripped the hem of her dress, drawing it over her head. She wore nothing underneath. His arousal surged as she pressed against the glass, blonde hair cascading down her bare back.
“Take me here,” Candy breathed.
Mark wrapped his arms around her, palms sliding over smooth skin. Her breaths quickened with each touch.
Candy turned in his arms, kissing him passionately. Mark lifted her onto the windowsill, hands exploring her body as she undressed him.
Their cries of pleasure echoed against the glass as they moved together, framed by the sparkling city night.
After, they lay on the soft rug, Mark holding Candy tightly. The loneliness that had gripped him was gone, replaced by a sense of connection he’d never felt before.
Candy gazed up at him, blue eyes shining. “Will I see you again?”
Mark kissed her tenderly. “Definitely.” He knew this was the start of something special.
