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He looked at me from the corner of his eyes, laughter in his gaze.
“That doesn’t matter,” he told me… like giving my name to him was the stupidest thing to do… maybe it was.
Okay, then…
Fuck ‘em and leave ‘em…
Sure…
Why not…
I took out my phone to message Becca:
*You only live once, right? *winks* Wish me luck*
The reply was instant, I wondered if she was worried about me.
*That’s my girl! You’re forgiven for leaving without telling me. Have fun xo*
And that was my plan… have fun and leave with a grin on my face.
We stopped in front of a mansion. Who was this guy? First the car then this… was I about to bang a mogul?
The building reminded me of Pemberley from Pride and Prejudice. The historical touches on the mansion, the fountain that welcomed us, and the stairs that lead us to the entry made me feel like I jumped into eighteenth century British Literature. I was trying to soak in every detail as I look around my surrounding while sitting in the car.
“What do you do for living?” I blurted. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the sight enough to look at his face, but I heard his chuckle.
“I have money if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I figured that much. You’re not some kind of professional killer or something, right?” I asked, watching him get out of the car as he came to my side.
“Shouldn’t you have thought of that before, stranger?” he smirked, helping me out of the car. I wasn’t so willing to leave this car, though. I knew this was the first and the last time I would ever be in a car like this.
“Just… don’t make me regret this tonight,” I murmured. It wasn’t just a sentence, I meant it and wanted him to know it, letting him hear the vulnerability in my voice. This was out of my comfort zone no matter how much I wanted this guy and I didn’t want it to be a bad experience.
He stopped in his tracks, waiting a few seconds before turning to me with blazing eyes. His eyes gave me shivers… the best kind. I felt the throbbing need between my legs with just one look from him. I stopped breathing, waiting for his next move. He pulled me closer so my body was flush with his. I crooked my neck back to keep looking into his eyes as he said, “I will make you do so many things tonight, stranger… but regret won’t be one of them.”
Before I could reply, he turned his back to me, pulling me behind him with my hand in his. As soon as we stepped inside, my back found the wall with his lips on mine. His hands roamed over my body hungrily as he lifted me off the floor. I couldn’t help but moan when I felt his cock line with my pussy. Even with clothes on, his hardness caused delicious friction on my body.
This was so intense, I felt ready to explode. Everything about him had all my senses alert and tingling. Maybe it was the fact that I knew this was a one-time-thing for me, a chance to be as wild as I wanted to be. Even the knowledge that I wasn’t going to see this man again made it sweeter, like the best dessert you’ve eaten –you know you would never taste something that delicious again and it made the experience more intense, more exciting… just more.
I wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him as he started to walk. Soon, soft pillows were on my back as he moved me down on a couch.
“I thought we would drink something first,” I laughed, trying to decrease the intensity of lust in the air. He nibbled my neck as he opened the zipper on the side of my dress like a pro. He stopped the magic of his lips on my skin only to take off my dress. His hungry gaze made me feel wanted, like I was the most beautiful woman on earth. I had never felt like that from only a look, but this stranger had an undeniable effect on my body.
“The things we drink won’t come from glasses, stranger. Now, spread those legs,” he winked, lowering himself to the floor between my legs, opening me to his eyes. I was already squirming under his gaze. His fingers were making me crazy as he moved them leisurely down the length of my legs. I arched my back with a loud moan at the first contact of his fingers to my wet panties. The lace stuck to my skin, but I didn’t care as his fingers moved in perfect rhythm to bring me pleasure. The moment I was about to explode, his fingers left me.
“What the fuck?” I groaned in frustration. His grey eyes were amused and filled with hunger. I liked how expressive his eyes were, opposite of his face. But in that moment I was ready to rip those eyes out of their sockets if he wouldn’t give me the orgasm I so desperately needed.
I moaned when his fingers turned to my body, moving up on my legs, passing my hipbones to reach my breasts. He caressed the swell of them above my strapless bra and moved to my shoulders, pulling me into me in a sitting position before exposing my breasts to his eyes. His hands continued their torture as he moved them down again. All I wanted was an orgasm, but he was postponing my pleasure. I sighed in relief when he finally got rid of my panties. I used every ounce of willpower to not bury his face between my legs.
“Fuck,” he breathed out, looking at my pussy, caressing the mound softly.
“Bare… wet… perfect,” he muttered to himself. I felt a swell of pride from his approval even though his opinion shouldn’t have mattered much. But all thoughts left me when I felt his tongue on my pussy.
“You don’t have to,” I whispered. No matter how much I wanted his lips on me, that bastard Darren didn’t like to do that.
I moaned with the sensation of his mouth on me, feeling drunk as he sucked my folds into his mouth before he lifted his head, “I would never bring a girl home I don’t want to go down on. Now, shut up and watch,” he groaned, spreading my legs further apart. His pierced tongue turned me frantic with only a few flicks. His fingers were teasing my opening as his tongue did the same to my clit. I dove my fingers into his hair, arching my back to the sensation and cried out my orgasm the moment he thrust two fingers inside me. Before I could return to my senses, I felt another orgasm building up deep inside me from his relentless tongue and insistent fingers on my g-spot.
