'What exactly was going wrong with him?'
Drake's expression was unreadable as he watched her writhe on the bed, and her moans seemed to be seducing him.
Miller felt overheated and moved underneath his huge body, feeling her body temperature return to normal with his cool body. There was a charming pink blush on her cheek, as her breasts heaved, seducing him to feel the soft flesh.
He swallowed hard, his eyes darkening, as another moan escaped the lips of the woman who tried to pull him back.
Her legs were already around his waist and felt a little comfortable, but she was still not satisfied. She wanted something but she didn't know what she wanted.
At the same time, blood had surged through Drake's body to his brain, as a dark glint of desire flashed across his eyes.
Miller's red lips slightly parted as she gasped for breath. The signals that her body was passing were vividly clear. She took over immediately and turned to climb over him, as she rubbed herself against him more and more, in the heat of how she was feeling.
Her red lips were slightly parted, gasping for breath as her hips gyrated against Drake. He stared at her lips, a dark fire flashing across his eyes. He understood that it was what she wanted, and he allowed her to take control.
"Do you know what you are doing woman?" Drake asked with a grunt, as he hissed in pleasure. He flipped and turned around changing their sleeping position, he was at the top now.
Miller bit his earlobe, "Take me. " She said seductively to Drake, as his hand trailed down her thigh over her hips. He began to yank off the matching underwear that she had on, and her hand clumsily unbuttoned his shirt.
As they kissed, Miller begged him to take her. He obliged, and soon they were two nude bodies, intertwined on the large bed in sensual positions. She could not wait and pulled him closer, soon he thrust into her and grunted so hard with the feeling that overwhelmed him.
Miller's mind was out of her head, as her body took Drake in, which made her breath hitch in pain. She ran out of breath at that moment, as the pain intensified the moment he stretched into her. She cried in low tones.
Soon when he increased the pace slowly, unaware of the pain that he had caused the lady beneath him. She closed her eyes tightly and held her breath, as she struggled to go at the same pace with him without screaming loudly.
Miller began to moan and gasp in pleasure, as her body responded to him in ways that she had never felt before. Her moan and her panting fueled his strength the more, and he could not help but kiss her even more passionately.
'What was this feeling?' Miller's mind questioned.
The ecstasy of pleasure that both of them had reached, exhausted their bodies to the bed so tiredly as they were covered in each other's body fluid.
She didn't know how or why she decided to let herself lose to someone in one night, but she knew that she had finally crossed the line she had always feared.
Finally!
*****
Being a person who usually found it hard to sleep for so long, Miller woke up in the early hours of the morning even if she was still tired. Her eyes flickered awake the moment she stirred, and the first thing her eyes caught was the huge walk clock that was opposite the direction of the bed she was laying on; 5:45 am.
'Shit. What was going on?' her mind questioned herself in fear, as she rose from her position when she realized that something was wrong in her body.
She was naked, and there was someone beside her. He was sleeping so soundly, and they were both under the same white covers that she had woken up under. Naked.
Memories of the previous day came flooding her head immediately, and she shrieked in horror at how cheap she had acted with a random stranger at the club.
"Holy shit! What have I done," Miller cried out in an inaudible voice as soon as she realized what had happened, and she stepped down from the bed quickly in a quiet manner.
Mortification overwhelmed her as she ran to the other side of the room, and bent to the floor to pick up the pieces of her underwear. Her dress was exactly where she hurled it to, as she put it on hurriedly without wearing her undergarments.
She picked her bag from the bed, and ran out of the room after unlocking it very fast without looking at the man. The club was still busy even till dawn, which did not make it obvious that something had gone wrong with the lady running out crazily.
Miller hired the next cab that came to her sight out in the streets, and told him the exact location of where she was going. It was hard to catch her breath, and she was struggling not to cry with everything that had happened. The memories wouldn't just stop flooding her head.
After she paid the driver of the cab, she alighted from the car hurriedly as it stopped in front of the huge Adams mansion. The moment she scanned the door with her personal card, the operator in the control room checked to see who it was.
She could not even answer the man who had welcomed her into the house properly, as she made her way into the house in the most organized manner that she could. Giving the workers around a hint that something had gone wrong with her was the last thing that she would wish for.
She managed to make her way into the house and up in her room, without getting noticed by the maids who would have been waking by then to get ready for their daily chores.