"You are so pure and that's driving me crazy" he whispered beside my ears which were almost hot as hell and red as blood. I knew which path we were going into but I didn't stop him even if my mind wanted me to.
His lips were back into mine again and this time it was a bit more intense and deep. His tip of tongue slid across my lips sliding them apart softly. I moaned as his lips got more intense. I tried to hide that but it didn't work.
" Stop trying so hard. I know this is working on you more than enough so stop forcing yourself to not make any sound, cause it's kinda turning me on." he said.
I pulled from his mouth , "well...right...you know we both are drunk and due to some unwanted...circumstances we are here...and same goes why we're kissing right now...." I said stumbling, while he was breathing heavily as if pulling my lips from his was like stopping him from breathing.
And before I could complete he interrupted me, "shush, baby this isn't gonna work now. It's already too late. And don't interrupt me next time or you'll face the consequences very well." he said with a firm voice and kissed me again.
He dragged his hands down my back and then into my hips over my clothes. The dress was stopping us from feeling each other fully. And we both felt the need for it to vanish. He moved his other hand down to my thigh which shot sudden heat all over my body. He slid down my dress zipper in no time as if he has been doing it since ages. And within no time I was out of my dress and was left with only my undergarments. He was all above me that if he wanted then he could have pressed me under him and I would have vanished. He started kissing my neck slowly going down and every single he was touching me I was getting shiver all over me. I was breathing heavily, my heart was beating fast enough for him to listen. But he was calm as if he was used to it and knew what he was doing.
"But I still think it's wrong...we don't even know..." I said but was interrupted again by his lips but they were harsh this time. As if they were giving me an last warning to shut the fuck up.
"It's better when it feels wrong. Now shut up, be a good girl and spread your legs." every single word he uttered were in a soft tone but what he was saying weren't.
"Don't worry ill take good care of you." he added as if he was reading my mind. But something in me was still denying it, trying to avoid it. After drowning in the ocean of alcohol I was still sober enough to keep my guard up.
C'mon after everything that happened today you are allowed to do this. And you deserve this. Something in me said.- Seems like minime is not asleep yet. Yes she was right. I deserve better, much better than what good things have ever happened to me. But is this person really a part of that good thing I deserve? Or the situation is? But whatever this game is, I won't lose.
You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than your opponent can even imagine.
With all these thoughts and words scrimmaging around my brain, I wanted this guy who was in front of my eyes. Maybe it was my desire for him or the rage for someone else. But I wanted this to happen. I pulled him by his collar and drove my lips onto it as if I was signaling him a green light. And he got it. He was sitting above me, rolled up in heavy breathing which is nowhere gonna stop anytime soon. And the towel? It was gone. He reached into his trouser which was lying at the end of bed and took out a condom. Once he was done and in it he was back again above me. He kissed under my chin, the tip of my nose, the lashes on my eyelids, both my temples, all the way down my throat and then he went down. His hands were sliding down as well but were at more speed. His entire body was going down my figure. His hands were fiddling with my bra strap and he got it on the first try.
He is experienced.
He was staring at my breast as if they were some exquisite objects from a museum. I covered them and he removed my hands in a split second.
"Stop looking at me like that. It's embarrassing." i said in a low voice.
" Like what ?" he asked with a low and teasing voice.
"Like I am some food placed on a dinner table"
"Maybe I am hungry."
His response was enough to make me quiet.
And he continues. The unsteady rise and fall of his back as he inhales, exhales. His hands were running across my bare thighs and then up past my ribs, then my lower back and just past my hip bone. His fingers go around the elastic waist of my underwear and I gasp.
And it was gone too.
He kissed my bare stomach which made me shiver and almost collapsed. And without any prior warning, without hesitation he takes me brazenly in one swift thrust that makes gasp at his mouth. My whole body was tense.
And within no time I was screaming and moaning, grabbing his hair as tight as possible.
"Call me Rafael. My name is Rafael. Call my freaking damn name Inessa brown." he ordered me which sound more like a begging.
And then I started to moan at his name.
I poke my nails on his back.my whole body was feeling the shake of his desire. I was almost at a point of passing out but he was no way getting slower.
"Don't sleep because I can't do this without you." he said with a much softer voice.
I tightens my legs at his back to which he responded, " you are breathtaking Inessa brown. He shoved me one last time and let out a groan stilling beside me on the bed.
I didn't say anything but to look at that stranger's face. He calls me Inessa brown like no one has ever called. He found surprises which I used to regard as my miseries and flaws.
And again this man isn't the almost puking guy anymore but,
RAFAEL.
(To be continued.)