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I put her down on the couch and take a good look at her naked body laying helpless and at my mercy.
She looks nothing like the woman from the bar hours ago.
She has the figure of a dancer. Her body moves with fluidity as she arches and turns, anticipating penetration.
Her eyes, now dreamy, beg for me to take her, and her bosom rises and falls as she continues to breathe heavily.
I tower over her and pull her legs apart, revealing the wetness of her vagina.
I’ve barely even touched you, I think with a smirk.
The sight of her wetness further heightens my erection, and I can almost feel my veins threatening to burst open.
“Please,” she whispers, holding her legs up for me.
When I plunge into her, she lets out a loud moan and grabs my butt.
I start with a few slow strokes, but her wetness makes it incredibly hard to keep that pace. I was going to be gentle with her but instead, I lose control and ram into her like a wild beast.
As I watch her twist and turn and scream beneath me, I can almost swear I see the stars when I groan and pump a few long strokes into her as I release.
Chapter three
CARISSA
Iwalk into the building of my new job, and it’s everything that I expected.
The famous Oak Group.
I had always dreamed of walking in here one day, and now I work here. The events of the past months that have led up to quitting my job and applying here have only opened my eyes to the possibility of a new life.
This is my chance to start fresh.
Thinking about it now, I don't know if ending up on a stranger’s bed the night before quite matches my intention to start fresh.
It was a night that seemed too good to be true, and he was literally too perfect. His entire being and the things he did to my body are going to stay on my mind the entire day, I’m sure of it.
He came onto me three times before daybreak, and each time, he left me weak and crying from too much pleasure.
I could get used to it if I didn't wake up alone on the couch while he made himself comfortable in another part of the house.
What did I expect, anyway?
He made it clear how much of a douchebag he is the moment I first spoke to him. There shouldn't be any more expectations.
And a guy like that? Probably a spoiled child who depends on Daddy’s money who sure doesn't know the first thing about how to treat a lady.
I’ve decided to put all that behind me and focus on the day ahead of me.
I glance at my watch and realize I’m late. So much for my first day.
I need to get my shit together.
By the time I get into the Oak Office building, everyone else is so settled in and busy working that they barely acknowledge my presence. I have no idea what to do or who to go to, so I turn to the first older lady who seems a little idle.
“Hi, ma’am. It’s my first day,” I say awkwardly.
She turns toward me slowly and sizes me up.
