Whoever this man was, he sure did have a lot of money.
His luxurious penthouse said that much.
Unfortunately, I didn't have much time to marvel at how beautiful my surrounding was because the minute we stepped into the penthouse and had the front door locked behind us, his lips were on mine again.
We kissed each other hungrily as he led us further into the house, his hands moving round my body, making sure it was pinned to him as close as it could possibly be. The feeling of our lips moulding against each other's, our tongues lapping, his teeth biting and sucking on my bottom lip--- it was exhilarating.
I felt him lead us upstairs to what I assumed was going to be his bedroom. The entire way up, our hands never departed from each other's bodies. The same way his hands stayed squeezing on my ass and rubbing my thighs, was the same way my hands moved up and down his biceps, to the back of his neck, to digging into his full head of healthy hair.
It wasn't long before my back was used to push his bedroom door open and in one skillful motion, he closed it shut over my head and pinned me against it.
He locked his lips on mine again, but they didn't stay there for long. His lips moved to my neck, licking, sucking and biting on whatever skin he could find, like he was trying to leave a mark.
His mark.
On me.
I let out soft breaths as his hands found their way to caress my breasts, the action of his lips on my neck never ceasing. As he squeezed them in his hands, his tongue outlined my collarbone, kissing and sucking hungrily on my skin.
And then all of a sudden, without any form of warning, he peeled his lips away and took few steps away from me, watching me as I stood there, panting from his previous actions and almost losing my mind from the fact that he stopped.
"Take that dress off." He said, his tone low and deep.
I gave my head a gentle tilt, "Why don't you take it off me?"
He lifted an eyebrow, like he hated the fact that I said anything in opposition at all.
"Because if I have to, I'm afraid I might rip it off you." He said plainly. "And I'm sure you would prefer it sees another day. So, I won't say it again, take that dress off, now."
Usually, I would've despised the simple thought of a man telling me what to do in such a commanding tone, but there was something about this particular man that made me want to obey every single word that left his lips.
This time, I didn't hesitate in doing as he said.
It didn't take much to untie the fabric holding the upper part of my dress together behind my neck. The upper part of the dress fell loose first, revealing my relatively small but firm breasts before I pulled what was left of it down my legs, letting it drop to my feet. Slowly, I stepped out of the dress, my heels clicking against the marble tiles, leaving me standing completely naked before him.
His hungry eyes grew darker as they stared me down.
I watched them move from my breasts to my belly button, to my hips, to my cunt and they shamelessly stayed there. I made sure to stand there, unfazed, under his gaze.
I let him stare through those beautiful eyes of his.
It sure seemed like he loved to do so.
Before I knew it, he had closed the space between us, cupping my cheeks in his hands and taking my mouth in his.
I couldn't help but find it crazy.
How I was naked in the room of a stranger, who could turn out to be a dangerous person that could harm me. The way he had me in that moment, he could literally do anything to me and I wouldn't mind.
And I couldn't, for the life of me, understand what it was about him that made my senses go haywire like that. All I knew was that I wanted to know what it felt like to have him deep inside me.
I really wanted to.
I felt completely weightless as we continued to kiss each other like our lives depended on it. His hands felt like smooth butter against my bare skin. There was no place they didn't move to, feeling and squeezing every inch.
I tugged on the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head, not bothering to ask if that was okay with him or not. I took a moment to admire the beauty that was his upper body. From his clear smooth skin, to his defined muscles, to the tattoos which spread up his right hand to his chest.
I ran my hands up and down his body and he watched me as I did so. We locked eyes for a moment before I got on my tiptoes and kissed him again. But, I was quick to move my lips from his to his neck, trailing wet kisses till I got to his earlobe and began biting and sucking on it.
He let out a sound so low in his throat and I smirked in satisfaction.
Men do love being kissed on the ears.
Feeling proud of what my actions were doing to him, I decided to take it a little further. With my lips still on his ear, I let my hands slide down his chest and into his trousers. I groped his hardness through his boxers and I heard a harsh breath escape him.
I proceeded to lead them into his boxers so I could feel the skin of his cock and I couldn't help but marvel at how big it felt in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around it and began moving them up and down.
"Fuck." He said lowly.
I quickened my pace, loving how powerful having him in my control was making me feel. I continued to stroke his cock, teasing his tip with my fingers, while I let my waist grind against my hand which was in his trousers.
I didn't stop.
The heavy breaths he was releasing was all the encouragement I needed to keep going.
But then all of a sudden, he lifted me up by thighs, peeling my hands away from his trousers in the process. His lips found mine again as he led us towards the king sized bed and immediately we got there, he didn't hesitate to toss me against the soft sheets like a piece of paper.
"You naughty, naughty girl." He said as he towered over me.
Leaning down, he grabbed me by my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He then spread my legs open so that he was situated between them. Then, his mouth found its way to my neck again, kissing and sucking on my sensitive skin.
His mouth moved from my neck to my collarbone, to the swell of my breasts. He took my left breast in his mouth and I couldn't help the moan that escaped me when he did. His hand squeezed on the other as his lips, teeth and tongue worshipped my breast aggressively. His hand and mouth moved from breast to breast and he let out low sounds as he did.
And then, his hand moved from my breast to my stomach until they were between my legs and I almost cried out in pleasure when I felt his fingers stroke my drenched cunt.
"You're so fucking wet." He said as he continued to tease me with his fingers.
"Please," I moaned out. "Fuck."
He slid two of his fingers into me and I threw my head back at the feeling.
"So wet, so fucking tight." He said in his deep, low voice as he increased his pace. "You like that, don't you?"
I was too busy moaning in pleasure to say anything in response.
"Say it." He commanded as his fingers continued to fuck relentlessly in and out of me. "Tell me you like how this makes you feel."
"I-I, mm, I fucking love it." I said, feeling like my eyes could roll to the back of my head.
Next thing I knew, his mouth was on my cunt, joining his fingers to send me over the edge. I was squirming beneath him at this point, my legs shaking as his tongue flickered against and his mouth sucked on my clit.
It almost felt like he was spelling out every letter of the alphabet with his tongue and enjoying how completely crazy it was driving me. I could feel the tension building in my core and I knew I was close to unraveling already.
"Fuck, I'm gonna…"
"Do it." He said against my cunt, looking up at me through his full, long lashes. "Look at me and cum for me."
I did just as he said, maintaining eye contact with him as I moaned out several curse words the same time I felt my orgasm explode through my body.
Holy hell.
I was still catching my breath when he stood to his feet, biting the taste of me on his bottom lip into his mouth. He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, taking a condom out of it. He tossed the wallet aside the same time he placed the condom between his teeth so he could pull his trousers and boxers down his body in one go, till they were resting on his knees.
Once again, I tried to act unfazed by the size of his cock while he slid the condom on but I couldn't help but scream internally because I had never seen anything quite like it.
Immediately the condom was on, he pulled me to my feet. He squeezed a hand around my neck and brought lips so close to mine that I could feel them graze it.
And just before I could lock our lips, he spun me around by my waist and bent me over the edge of the bed. He pushed my face against the sheets, wrapping my ponytail around his hand in a firm grip while his other hand held my waist down.
I let out a loud moan when he pushed his cock inside me.
"Fuck!"
I almost cried when it felt like he was pulling his length completely out of me only to have him snap back into me with so much force that I couldn't help the scream that escaped me. He increased his pace, fucking into me so hard and fast—like I was his worst enemy.
"Yes, fuck, don't stop."
The jumbled mix of my moans and the groans he was letting out filled the air as he continued to fuck me aggressively. His hand moved up and down my back and when it wasn't doing that, it was slapping my ass.
I had never been fucked in this manner before, and it felt good.
At that point, I was panting and letting out incomprehensible words as he pushed me over the edge of my climax for what was the second time tonight.
"I-I'm gonna," I said breathlessly at the feeling of his pounding thrusts. "I'm gonna come."
"Then do it."
My orgasm erupted through my body and it seemed like he was close as well, because his body began to vibrate and we were both swearing loudly when he came and collapsed on my back.
Fuck.
I was right about one thing.
I had one hell of a night.