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He gets to his feet, walking over to the light switch. “The thing about light,” he says, finger on the switch, “Is that when it goes, so does time.” He flicks out the light and the room is plunged into darkness. “In the dark,” he continues, his voice close to my ear. He smells good. Sandal wood and leather and a hint of cigar smoke. All man. “You can be anonymous and time stops dead. Whatever happens in the dark stays in the dark and only when the light returns, so does time.”
I feel his hands on my face a moment later, slipping my mask up and off. “Nothing matters when it happens in the dark. I’m going to kiss you now and when the light goes back on, it’ll be like it never happened.” His lips brush my own. He’s taken his mask off. I reach up and feel his face, a tingle growing deep inside me.
He’s right. The dark makes this okay. I don’t know him. He doesn’t know me. So what if we kiss? My heart pounds in my chest. My hands are shaking, but it doesn’t matter. He’s in control, his tongue slipping into my mouth, his hands around my back, holding me against him.
“No names,” he says, pulling away briefly.
His hands are already pulling up my dress, raising it inch by slow inch up my thighs.
“Should we be doing this?” I ask, trying to push my dress back down.
“No questions.”
My hands are pushed to my side as he pulls the dress up and over my head.
He finds my bra, unhooking it and sliding it from my shoulders. A moment later, he’s cupping my breasts, my nipples stiffening under his touch.
“Come here,” he says, scooping me into his arms and laying me down on the desk. He yanks at my panties, sliding them off me and leaving me in only my shoes. His hands slide up my legs, pushing my knees apart. “Protection?” he asks, stroking my inner thighs.
“On the pill,” I reply, my voice weak.
“Good girl.” His hand lightly brushes over my clit, and a moan slips out of my mouth. His tongue touches there a moment later and all thoughts fall out of my head. All I know is the intensity of the pleasure is enhanced by the darkness. I can see nothing. I can only feel and what I feel is amazing.
His tongue flicks over my clit, a finger below it, stroking around my entrance. I run my hands through his hair, holding him in place as he expertly brings me to the edge of an orgasm in minutes. He doesn’t stop circling my clit over and over again with just the right pressure to bring me to the brink.
“I’m going to come,” I say as he pushes a finger into me. “Oh, shit. I’m going to come.”
“Come for me,” he replies and the command tips me over the edge.
My orgasm hits an instant later, tearing through me like none I’ve ever had before. My body shakes in place, my mind blown away by the power of it. By the time I come back to myself, he’s holding my hips, the tip of his cock stroking my clit. “Tell me if it hurts,” he says, pushing himself into me.
I wince as he stretches me wide, but then my body adapts. He rocks back and forth an inch inside me, waiting for me to get used to the sheer size of him.
As the minutes pass, he eases deeper into me until he’s all the way inside. He leans down, kissing my nipples, his hands running up to my throat, squeezing lightly. I feel the strength in his hands, like he could snap my neck any second.
I’m not afraid. I feel safe. Somehow, I know he would never hurt me. His hand moves up, stroking my cheek as he pulls back and thrusts into me.
“That feels so good,” I say as he thrusts again.
“I know,” he replies, his hands moving to my clit. He strokes it lightly as he moves faster, driving deep into me, rocking me in place on the desk.
I feel another orgasm getting close, my pussy feeling so full, so stretched by him. He’s owning me and I can’t believe how good it feels.
“I’m going to come in you,” he says, moving faster.
“Do it,” I reply, my breath ragged. “Give it to me.” The words that would be shameful in the light feel right in the darkness. It’s okay to want this, to want this stranger I’ve never met before.
He throbs inside me, twitching as he slams deep inside, and then it happens. My climax hits me and his strikes a moment later. He spurts deep into me, filling me up completely as he falls still. The only sound is our labored breathing as he slides out, kissing my stomach with his soft lips.
There’s a rattle over by the door and I hear Mom’s voice. “Natalie? Are you in there? We are leaving, like now!”
“Just a minute,” I say, scrambling to my feet.
“Friend of yours?” the stranger asks. “Natalie what?”
“My mother and I thought we said no names.”
He hands me my dress and underwear, leaning toward me and kissing my cheek.
