Vael stared at her as if she had just grown two heads. "Didn't your parent teach you not to follow a stranger?"
"I don't know. But I'm 23…or I'll be soon." She shrugged. "I'm a full-grown ass woman."
"You're crazy. And you're drunk." Vael replied.
"I'm not drunk," she said. Then she paused. "But I am crazy. Who would stay sane sitting in a closed space with a man like you?"
Vessara started to move. She stood up from the seat, but her balance was off. Then she moved to where he sat and shifted closer. Her hand reached out and almost knocked the tablet from his lap. He caught it and set it aside.
Vessara touched his arm. "Wow." She gasped. Her fingers pressed into the fabric of his shirt, feeling the muscle underneath. "You're so solid." She swallowed hard. "Do you go to the gym? You must work out regularly to see how strong your arms are. What's your favorite routine?" She hiccupped.
Vael could not help it. A small laugh escaped his throat. He was amused to see her so openly amazed by something as simple as a man's arm.
Vessara did not know exactly what she was doing. She was aware of the alcohol making her limbs loose and her thoughts slow. But she was also aware that she did not care. For one night, she wanted to be someone else. Someone who did not have to worry about her father, her stepmother, or her sister. Someone who could want something and take it.
She leaned closer to him, her hand shot out to touch his jaw, and she turned his face to look at her. Her face was inches from his.
"Am I beautiful?" she asked.
Vael did not answer.
"People at the party said nice things about me," she continued. "They said I looked good. And it felt...good…to hear that."
He still did not respond. But he also did not push her away.
She asked again. "Am I your ideal type of woman?"
Vael let his gaze linger on her face. He could tell that she was naturally timid. The way she hesitated before each move, the way her hands trembled slightly even as she touched him. This was not who she really was on a normal day. The alcohol had pulled something raw out of her, something she possibly kept hidden.
Vael touched her hand and moved it away from his jaw. Then he looked away.
Vessara lifted herself off the seat. Her mouth was at his ear. She licked his earlobe.
Vael almost laughed again. Her technique was naive, almost childlike. He wanted to see how far she would go. So he let her continue.
Vessara traced her fingers along his jawline again, then down his neck. Her fingers found the first button of his shirt. She popped it open. Then she slid off the seat and lowered herself to kneel in front of him.
She looked up at him. Her face was flushed from the alcohol. She hiccuped again.
"Do you mind if I suck your dick?" Vessara blurted, her hands moving to the front of his trousers.
Vael's hand shot out and caught her wrist. He held it firmly.
"What?" She pouted. "I'm not worth it?"
Vael did not answer. Instead, his gaze traveled down to her lips. Full lips. He had wanted to kiss her since he saw her in the garden, crying so messily with her torn dress and her scared eyes.
Vessara sighed. She tried to pull her wrist free. "Alright. I guess you don't want a fat girl."
Vessara started to move away. But Vael tightened his grip on her wrist and pulled her back. He leaned down so their faces were almost touching.
She had impressed him. He liked her boldness. He liked that she had asked for what she wanted. And he saw no reason to pass on a woman who wanted him.
"Have you ever done this before?" he asked. His voice was low.
Vessara shook her head. "No. But I want you to be my first." She paused. "For everything."
Vael pulled her up from the floor. She settled onto his lap, her legs on either side of his hips. He put one hand on her lower back to steady her.
"As you wish. But you should be warned." He growled.
"I'm down for it," she said.
Vessara straddled him fully. He pulled her in by the back of her neck, and their lips crashed together. He tasted the alcohol on her tongue and could smell it in every breath she took. She held onto his shoulders as if she were afraid it was all a dream.
He pulled the jacket off her shoulders. It fell to the floor. His hand grazed the front of her torn dress, pushing the fabric aside. Beneath it, she wore a black bra. His large hands grabbed her boobs.
Vessara moaned into his mouth. She started to move her hips against him, a slow grinding motion.
Vael grabbed her by the neck. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to control her. He pressed his mouth hard against her lips.
"Suck me." He said.
His voice was dark. It was not a request. It was a command.
Vessara got off him and knelt to get into a comfortable position. She unzipped his trousers, he lifted slightly, and then she pulled them halfway down together with his underpants.
She gasped at the sight of him. The cap of his cock was thick, and his inch was long and veiny.
It was her first time seeing a man's cock. She had zero experience with sex. But reading romance and smut books that Anthea had made a duty to educate her sexually had given her more experience than she needed to please a man. It had helped build her sexual fantasies over time.
And all Vessara wanted at this moment was to please this stranger and not disappoint him.
She swirled her lips on the tip of his cock. Vael leaned his head back with his eyes closed. He let out a low groan. His cock twitched against her tongue.
He looked down at her when her whole mouth spread warmth over his cock. Even though she looked innocent, she knew exactly what to do and how to please a man.
Slowly, she bobbed her head up and down his length until she swallowed all of him. Vessara gagged when his cock touched the back of her throat.
Vael's hands gathered her hair, and he held her head in place as pleasure sent chills through his body. He was enjoying every bit of what she was doing to him. All he could think about was how interesting it would be to slide into her pussy at one thrust. He felt himself losing control as her lips sealed tight around him, taking every inch of him.
Vael almost failed at controlling his wolf from dominating. Even though he didn't like a woman being in control, he allowed her to satisfy him. And he decided his mission for the night would be to take her to his bed.
He felt himself reaching the edge. His grip in her hair tightened, and he jerked his hips upward. He tried to pull her away, but she didn't budge. So he held her head in place and emptied his thick ropes of cum down her throat. It was thick and salty. She swallowed it.
Vessara sucked him clean, her tongue dragging along his oversensitive length until he shuddered and finally let go. His fingers loosened in her hair. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
Vael leaned down and grabbed her jaw. "Are you still sure about wanting me to be your first?" He demanded in a deep, compelling tone.
"Yes." Vessara nodded.
"Then you are coming with me." He growled.
And without thinking it through, Vessara shook her head in agreement. She grabbed the jacket off the floor and wrapped it around herself.
Vael put his cock back in place and then zipped his trousers. Vessara settled in the seat facing him directly. He rolled down the glass and signaled to Finn.
Finn gave him the keys. Vael stepped out of the car and helped Vessara out, too. He led her to the passenger's seat while he went round to the driver's area. He started the engine and drove out of the parking lot.