AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Ade laughs, “Your room or mine?”
“Yours?” I say. He nods, and we enter the elevator.
"You need to tell me more about why you're doing this, Olivia. A woman your age - how old are you?"
"23," I say.
"Right, a woman your age isn't usually interested in charity."
"I'm not like most women my age," I retort.
He whispers and looks at me from the corner of his eye, "That you aren't."
I feel like he's undressing me with his eyes. I blush and look at my feet. When we reach his room, he puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me in. As he opens the door, one thing becomes clear to me. It’s not that drink I truly want.
“I’ve got vodka and wine,” he says, leading me in with his hand still on the small of my back.
“No,” I say. “I don’t want anything to drink.”
“Oh, then back to your room?” he asks. I can see the disappointment in his eyes.
“No,” I whisper, petrified.
There’s a momentary silence as we both acknowledge the invitation I’ve just passed. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he says, inching closer to me.
He pauses for a moment, studying my face. His lake-green eyes are filled with something I can’t quite identify. His lips twitch slightly as he grins in amusement. I feel the heat radiating off his body, and the tension between us is palpable.
My heart rate increases as his gaze lingers on my lips. He takes another step closer and reaches out to cup my face, his thumb brushing gently against my cheekbone. My breathing becomes shallow as his hand moves lower, teasingly tracing the line of my jaw.
I can almost feel him trying to will me into submission with this touch. He lets out a low chuckle as though he knows what I am thinking. Then continues to move his hand lower until it’s resting just above my breasts. I inhale sharply at the sensation, but I don’t move away from him.
He leans in closer so that we’re inches apart and the next thing we know, our lips are on each other's, sending sparks of electricity through my body. His hand grasps the back of my neck, and the other is resting against my hip as he deepens the kiss. Just then, I know where this is going. I've never done this before with a man I’ve just met. I knew we had stopped talking shop ages ago, but what I did not know is that this is how people proposition a casual fuck in the real world. I had never slept with a stranger before, but something about him makes me want to try.
"I just," I say, pulling away momentarily to clarify where I stand. "I've never done this before."
He stops, surprised, "A woman as young and beautiful as you?"
I say nothing. He scans my face for signs of ... I don't know what. "You can leave anytime. Just give me the signal."
That's it. That's the sign I need. I now know that he and I are on exactly the same page.
Without further hesitation, I step forward and press my body against his. His hands find my waist and pull me tighter against him. His lips meet mine in a passionate kiss, the intensity of which almost takes my breath away. My hands wander over his toned chest, feeling the definition of his muscles beneath the fabric. He groans deep in his throat as he presses himself to me even more tightly. He grabs me roughly around my waist. "Gosh," he says. "I've been waiting to take that dress off you from the moment I saw you."
My heart starts to beat faster. I knew this was what I wanted when I came here, but still hearing him say it outright is making me tremble with anticipation. Gently, he begins to unzip the dress, and all of a sudden, it's off my shoulders and sliding down my body until it's resting just above my breasts. The back of his hand brushes against my bare skin as he slides the straps of the dress down my arm, sending shivers through me. His hands travel up and down my curves, tracing intricate patterns across them that ignite fireworks like the Fourth of July. I am now trembling with desire and need. He reaches down to the back of my bra straps before unsnapping them both with ease.
I could feel myself arching into him unconsciously as he let out a low moan in response. My skin is now alive with sensations as it seems like every nerve ending is on fire from desire, each one begging for more. He must sense this because his hands soon move to cup both breasts and gently squeeze them together. I watch him admire how my breasts look in his hands.
"You're sure about this?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper. “Yes, yes, yes.” I give his lower lip a playful nibble, and that’s all the affirmation he needs. Suddenly, I can feel his natural urges come to the surface, and he throws all caution to the wind. He picks me up over his shoulders and carries me to the bed, giving my ass a playful smack. I giggle.
“Oh, you like that?” he asks.
“Uh-huh,” I say.
He lays me flat on the bed, on my back, and pulls off my dress entirely. I am now lying there in nothing but my panties. He quickly removes his shirt and gets on top of me, resting his weight on his arms.
He gently cups each of my breasts and squeezes them together in his hands, putting his lips to my nipple. I grip onto the bed sheets and gasp in pleasure as I feel his wet mouth suck and tease me. His tongue tortures me, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body. Finally, he stops and looks into my eyes. “You are so beautiful,” he says.
