Piper
He pulls back from me, and my body is sad from the loss of contact.
My eyes bolt up to his and I can see an emotion quickly pass before he masks it. He spins me around, catching my back against his chest, brushing his lips against my ear and whispers "Do you want to get out of here?"
I don't even have to respond. He can see the look in my eyes. I feel like he gets me. We can communicate without even verbally communicating.
He grabs my hand as we shimmy over to his friend & Ang. Her face is flushed, and they are grinding on each other like they are the only two in the room. Ang nods at me and before she says anything, I know what her plans are. She is totally going home with that guy. I can't judge though, hell I can't even think straight with this hottie so close to me. Mr. tall, dark and handsome says something in his friends' ear before he swoops me away for, what I can only assume, the night of my life.
He laces his fingers with mine as he leads me towards the VIP exit. I glance at our intertwined fingers as a sense of comfort washes over me. I'm trying to grasp how someone I don't even know can have this effect on me. This guy must be some sort of supernatural. As we hit the exit, he fist bumps with some other extremely hot guy as the doors are held open for us and he bounds towards the waiting limo with me in tow.
I'm still trying to process what I am doing as a thousand questions flood my mind…
What am I doing? I have never had a one-night stand before.
Who is this guy? VIP exit with a limo waiting.
He is surrounded by other hot guys. Like, is this a prerequisite to hang out with him?
We arrive at the waiting car and an older gentleman opens the door and waits for us to get in. My hottie slides in first and offers me a hand. I, all to eagerly, oblige and slip my hand into his. The contact sends my body into overdrive as he pulls me onto his lap. While the limo is very spacious, I find myself with the need to be as close as possible to him.
The driver shuts the door and makes his way up front before asking "Where to sir?".
Hottie responds, "Home please Mac".
As the car lurches forward, I find myself getting nervous. I know this is what I thought I needed but I'm suddenly rethinking everything. I've never done this kind of thing and I know absolutely nothing about this guy other than his looks are hotter than Cali in the middle of a forest fire. His deep voice pulls me back from my worries as he hands me a glass of champagne and smiles "You look like you could use a drink".
I can't help but chuckle as I respond, "I have never done this type of thing before". It's like he knows my need for comfort and starts making small strokes down my back with his fingertips. I guzzle down what's left in my glass before he offers me another. I gladly accept, because let's just get real, I'm sweating bullets here and my body will be REALLY pissed if I chicken out.
I turn to him in an attempt to drown out the worry. Our eyes collide and it's like that telepathic connection is there once again. He sets our glasses down with one swift motion and raises the divided window between us and his driver before his hands are on my waist. He spins me around, one leg nestling on either side of him as he softly pulls my dress up a little. It doesn't take long before his lips are traveling from that sweet spot by my ears to my lips. He whispers, "May I?" and before I can respond I feel him sliding the lacy fabric of my panties to the side. His thumb slowly stokes me before he plunges one of his fingers in me. I feel like I might just fall apart before we ever even get to his house. A breathy moan escapes my lips as he hits the spot and continues his reign of terror on my overly neglected body.
Sweet Jesus, what is he doing to me?
I can feel him growing hard underneath me and it just adds fuel to my already out of control fire. I love that I have this effect on him. My body acts on its own accord and I rub on him in an attempt to put out the flames. Our lips collide as he pushes me over the edge. My orgasm rips through me as a scream escapes my mouth. He greedily swallows it with his lips.
I'm panting as I pull back and stare at him "I'm sorry. You didn't get to…." I trail off before he chuckles and pulls me to him while whispering in my ear "We have all night baby". I feel like a high school girl who just had her first fingering. That was waaayyy to fast. I'm embarrassed and grateful all in one swoop.
If the orgasm didn't cause me to flush, his words did. Now I know what he has planned for me. This isn't over….
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The car pulls up and stops. I peer out the window at the expansive estate. Huge iron gates guarding the front along with perfectly line trees that landscape the rock walls. We drive up a windy driveway and pass an oversized fountain before entering a circle drive in front of a massive mansion.
Who the hell is this guy?
The driver parks, gets out and opens the door before offering me his hand. "Have a good evening, Missus".
I have never been talked to like I was anybody, let alone a somebody.
Mr. Hottie exits the car behind me and places a hand on the small of my back before thanking the driver and leading me to the house. We head up the wide stone staircase before the double doors are opened by a sweet little old lady. "Good evening, Sir" she beams and then she sees me. She almost looks shocked before quickly checking the emotions and responding, "Will you guys be needing anything?". He smiles back at her while adding "Just make sure we are not disturbed please". She nods and he pulls me towards the staircase leading to the second floor.
It's like we are in a race to get to, what I presume is, his room. His strides are long, and his demeanor is hurried as he pulls me along. When we reach the door, he leads me through it and slams the door behind us before pinning me to it. He raises my hands above my head and hold them with one of his. His lips colliding with mine while his other hand is roaming freely.
It's like he's held himself back and now it's time to unleash the beast.
His touch is scorching everywhere it wonders. He settles it at the bottom of my dress and commands "Take it off". I am all to happy to comply. I remove my dress and feel like I am fully exposed to him. I'm standing there bare in a lacy little black number. Mentally thanking Ang for making me wear them. His eyes rake over me before a smile graces his gorgeous face and he beckons me to him with his finger. I quietly move over to him. He holds onto my waist as his lips fuse with mine. His kiss is more frenzied now, like he is the hunter laying claim his prey.
He moves us to the bed. As my legs collide with the edge, he lays me down before standing in front of me. I prop myself up on my elbows and take in the view. He is gorgeous, a toned body with hard muscles and sun kissed skin adorned by the most glorious thin trail of hair starting at his navel and leading down to the real reason I let myself misbehave tonight. He has what I need, and tonight I'm taking it all.
He grips the neck of his shirt and pulls it off in one swift movement. I take my time appreciating the way his muscles ripple with his movements. He takes off his belt and lays it on the bed, making me wonder why it isn't on the floor with the rest of the clothes. He pulls off his pants and boxers exposing himself to me. And lord, if I wasn't second guessing before, I am now. He is well endowed and I'm hoping I can walk tomorrow after this.
He stalks over to me and stops at the edge of the bed. He nudges my legs apart and situates himself between my legs planting small, teasing kisses on my inner thighs as he makes his way upwards. He snags my panties with one finger and rips them off causing me squeak. He takes the belt and ties my hands above me to the headboard. Excitement rolls through me and sends a wave of heat straight to my core. He brushes his lips along my slit "So wet for me".
As if his actions weren't enough, his words were inciting things in my body I can't control.
He continues his torture by slowly sliding one finger in me while his mouth finds that small bundle of nerves and sucking. My body feels like it's on fire as his movements are slow and steady, leaving me needing more. He hits that sweet spot once more sending me soaring with desire. I'm sent careening over the edge with pleasure. I can't help but scream as he licks up my juices before he crawls his way over the top of me.
He nudges my knees apart and settles himself right at my opening. And with one swift, fluid movement he fills me all the way. A small gasp escapes my lips as I adjust to his size.
"So tight" he growls.
His eyes find mine and it's like our souls are connected. His thrusts are slow and punishing, like he is taking his time laying claim to me. I fist the sheets as he pounds into me, hot and heavy. I've had sex before, but never like this. Never with this much emotion tied to it.
He leans down and captures my bottom lip in his teeth gently. Sucking and nibbling as I meet his thrusts with my hips, driving us together deeper. It's like we are searching deep within each other. I offer up everything I have in me with my kiss. I kiss him with such urgency and need. He tightens up and I feel that all telling coil low in my belly before I close my eyes and wait for the fireworks to explode all around me. I scream "OH. MY. GOD" before I feel myself clamp down on his dick, my orgasm tearing through me in waves. He follows with a breathy "Open your eyes and look at me" before he spills himself into me.
That's the last thing I remember before he pulls me into his arms, and I'm lost in blissful sleep.