The sun setting on her eyes is what woke her up, it was bright and breezy in her room. Sbe liked how spacious her bed is too, and how it smelt like a cool breeze.
Her eyes snapped open, her bedroom was never this aesthetic. Her walls were never a blueish shade of grey and she was sure she didn't have roof to floor windows, she was sure her bed wasn't this big.
She begins to panic, her mind running a hundred per hour.... where was she?, what happened? and most importantly why was she in someone elses t-shirt.
It was not buttoned all the way up and her nipples could be seen, they were red and erect and now that she was fully awake.... they were slightly throbbing.
Her head shot up in disbelief, had she.... no, but that would explain a lot.... had she slept with someone?....
Who was he, because whoever it was, was rich and could afford such a pretty apartment or hotel... had she lost her virginity and could not remember?.... gosh that would be embarrassing.
As she tries to calm her mind down, a hand wraps around her waist, pulling her down into the bed and under the covers, right before she can do anything.
She dared to not move, in case whoever it was woke up. Her back was to his naked chest. From feeling his body, she could only deduce that he had on a pair of pants, but that did nothing to hide his morning wood. He pressed up against her ass, almost as if it had a mind of its own and wanted to find her pussy.
She tried not to move, really did, but then her hand became uncomfortable, and as she tried to reposition, the head of the cock had gotten under her shirt and was now lined up with her clothed entrance. She lets out a gasp feeling the head on her clit.
It was soo big, and a bright light of pleasure ran through her body making her nipples tingle.
Who was this man and why did he have so much power over her body.
It didn't matter though, she just needed to get away from the stranger.
He knew when she woke up, with the way she stirred in his arms like a sensual kitten, his body was bound to react, he didn't want her to leave, but knowing Jasmine, she would run away from him, especially after yesterday.
He knew she would regret willingly giving herself to him, and he couldn't afford her running away while he slept, that's why unknown to her the door was locked. He wanted her, so why couldn't she see that.
He felt her stiffen at the sudden friction between her thighs. He didn't mean to get soo excited, but seeing her in nothing but his shirt, in his bed, pleased him very much.
Tucking his head into her neck he breathes.....
"Happy birthday baby."
She froze in shock, the stranger behind her was...
Mr Natch!!!