Shealeigh's POV
He pinned me to the wall without breaking the kiss. His hands traveled from my back to my butt, groping and squeezing it, while his tongue roamed in my mouth. I moaned in between our intense kiss and held him in his arms for support, feeling dizzy from the effects of the alcohol.
His right arm traveled from my butt to my fresh bosoms, and I moaned in delight as I felt electrified by his touch. He inserted his hand inside my camisole top, causing me to gasp with pleasure. As his hands got in touch with my bare skin, I shivered with anticipation. The warmth of his touch sent tingles down my spine, making me feel alive and connected to him.
I closed my eyes and savored the sensation of his fingertips tracing delicate patterns over my exposed flesh, feeling every nerve ending come alive with pleasure. I was expecting his hand to grope my bosom when I heard him speak.
My eyes immediately opened, and our eyes met. His eyes were blazing with fire, as if he had just been awakened from a long slumber. The intensity of his gaze made my heart skip a beat, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through my body.
"Fuck, let's get some room, shall we?" he asked, growing impatient. I nodded in excitement.
"Alright, let's go." He held my wrist as he pulled me away from the restroom, and we emerged from the hallway into the crowded party. We were surrounded by a sea of people, some dancing to the beat of the music, while others were clustered around the bar, sipping drinks and chatting. The air was thick with the scent of cigarettes and alcohol, and I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as we pushed our way through the throng of revelers. Despite the chaos of the party, I felt safe and protected with him by my side, and I couldn't wait to see where the night would take us.
He took me out of the bar and walked towards the parking lot. As we stepped outside, I felt a cool breeze brush against my face, and I shivered slightly in the night air. When we arrived at his car, he opened the passenger seat for me, and I gladly got inside, feeling grateful for his chivalry. He closed the door and turned to the other side, and I felt a flutter of excitement in my stomach as I realized that this was really happening. As he got inside the driver's seat and started the engine, I couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline, knowing that anything could happen next. My heart was pounding in my chest as we backed out of the parking lot and drove away.
"We're here," he announced after just a few minutes of driving, then stopped the engine. He unbuckled his seatbelt, and I did the same, and we got out of the car at the same time. He held my wrist and led me gently towards the entrance of a huge, wealthy-looking condominium building. As we entered the building, I saw people who were busy with their lives. Most of them looked sophisticated, educated, and filthy rich. I couldn't believe what was happening before me. This guy is probably one of those rich bachelors in town, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought that I had actually hooked myself a wealthy fish.
He gently led me towards the elevator and we got inside. Once inside, there was a deafening silence since we were the only two people in the elevator. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke.
"I can't wait any longer," he said, before hungrily kissing my slightly wet mouth that I had been biting earlier during the silence.
"Wait, someone might actually see us," I muttered in between our kiss, but he didn't seem to hear me as his hands gently traveled inside my top and massaged my bosom.
He bites my lower lip as if asking for permission to open my mouth. I hesitated for a moment, scared that people might see us, but eventually, I gave in and let his tongue roam in my mouth, tasting every corner before sucking my tongue.
As we kissed, I moaned in pleasure. Suddenly, I heard him swear under his breath.
"Damn it!" he muttered, then pushed me harshly against the cold wall of the elevator. He broke the kiss from my lips and began kissing my neck roughly, thirstily, and hungrily. The kiss intensified, and I felt bolts of pleasure coursing through my body, making me want more. I leaned my neck to give him full access, and he immersed himself by licking it with his tongue, circling and sucking like a vampire tasting its prey for the first time.
"Fuck," he muttered again. I held onto his hair, pulling it as I moaned while his kisses on my neck drove me crazy.
"Shit, ugh." he cussed again under his breath as he held my waist and pulled my body closer to his, making me feel the hardness of his manhood. He brushed it against my body, and I felt a surge of emotions: desire, excitement, and a hint of nervousness.
He spun me around, and we moved to the other side of the elevator wall. I silently hoped that no one would enter, but just as I thought no one would, the door opened. We quickly stepped apart, creating some distance between us.
"Shit," he muttered, feeling annoyed as our intimate moment was interrupted by a family with young children who entered the elevator. I glanced at them and felt embarrassed by their attention, wishing they hadn't witnessed what was happening between me and this person who was with me. I felt frustrated that our moment had been cut short, and I couldn't help but feel a bit resentful towards the family for ruining the moment.
As more people got into the elevator, it became increasingly crowded and the man I was with move closer to me and our bodies were pressed against each other. I felt a surge of emotion as our bodies touched and the warmth of his breath on my neck. The smell of his cologne mixed with the scent of other passengers in the cramped space, creating a dizzying aroma.
I was pushed to slump in the corner of the elevator as more people squeezed their way in, their bodies pressing against mine. The sound of chatter and shuffling feet filled the air, punctuated by occasional coughs or sneezes. Despite the chaos of the moment, the handsome man with me smirked from ear to ear, seemingly enjoying the closeness of our bodies. As I stared at his face, I couldn't deny how attractive he was, with chiseled features, piercing dark eyes, and a strong jawline.
We remained pressed against each other when the elevator stopped at the next floor. He quickly held my wrist and pulled me towards the door as the crowd began to disperse. We squeezed our way out of the elevator, our bodies still touching as we made our way through the throngs of people. I felt a sense of relief as we finally emerged from the crowded space and into the open air of the hallway. He turned to me and flashed a smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"May I know your name?" he asked, his lips curling up into a smirk as he looked into my eyes with a dark gaze, while still holding onto my arm as we stood in the hallway.
"Shealeigh," I replied, feeling mesmerized by this handsome creature in front of me. He looked incredibly attractive with his black leather jacket that hugged his broad shoulders, paired with a crisp white shirt and slim-fit jeans that accentuated his long legs. While admiring his attractiveness, I couldn't brush off the feeling that he felt so familiar. His chiseled features and strong jawline gave him an air of confidence that was both alluring and intimidating. The sharpness of his gaze and the intensity of his stare made my heart skip a beat, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.
"Alright, Shealeigh," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "Let's get a move on. We have the whole night ahead of us to enjoy." With a charming smile, he took my hand and led me towards one of the units in the condominium, his black leather jacket swaying with each step.
As we walked down the hallway, the sound of our footsteps echoed off the walls, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. When we arrived at the door, he input his password and the lock clicked open with a satisfying sound.
The room was dimly lit, and a hush fell over us as we stepped inside. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood, and I felt a surge of anticipation as he led me further into the room.
We arrived in his living room, and I immediately noticed the dark and intense vibe of the space. The centerpiece of the room was a large leather sofa, with a deep black color that seemed to absorb the light around it.
The sofa was plush and inviting, with oversized cushions that practically begged to be lounged on. As I sank into the cushions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and safety in the embrace of the sofa's enveloping presence. It was clear that the sofa reflected his personality - strong, confident, and unyielding.
He quickly removed his jacket, revealing a crisp white shirt that hugged his chiseled frame and emphasized the bulge of his biceps. The fabric of the shirt was smooth and pressed, highlighting his impeccable sense of style. As he turned to hang the jacket on a nearby hook, I couldn't help but notice the sharp angles of his jawline and the piercing intensity of his gaze. It was clear that every detail of his appearance was carefully chosen to convey a sense of power and masculinity, and I found myself irresistibly drawn to him.
"Is this your place?" I asked, taking in the elegant and luxurious atmosphere of the room. The walls were painted a soft shade of cream, and the curtains were made of shimmering silk that caught the light and added a touch of opulence. His unit was adorned with works of art that exuded sophistication and refinement, but there was also a sense of darkness and intensity to them.
"Yeah, but this isn't my home. More like my comfort cabin," he replied, his intense gaze fixed on me. His dark eyes bore into mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. I bit my lips nervously, my heart racing as I struggled to maintain eye contact.
He sat across from me for a moment, his gaze unrelenting, before getting up and walking towards me. I watched as he leaned in closer, his breath hot on my skin. I sank back into the soft, plush sofa beneath me, feeling his weight pressing down on me as he hovered above.
"Now tell me, were you serious about earlier?" he asked in a husky tone, his eyes fixed on my lips.
I coughed to clear my throat, feeling a rush of heat spread through my body. "I think so," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't tear my gaze away from his, and I knew in that moment that I was completely under his spell.
His lips formed into a smirk before he cupped my face and kissed me on my lips. I felt a surge of excitement and anticipation as his lips met mine, his kiss intense and passionate. I was completely swept up in the moment, my body responding to his touch as I wrapped my arms around him. The softness of his lips against mine was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine and making my heart race. I knew that I was playing with fire, but I couldn't resist the pull of his magnetic attraction.
His hands traveled to my breasts, cupping and groping them as we broke our kiss. His kisses moved down my neck, tasting, sucking, and licking it. The softness and the hotness of his tongue on my neck made me feel a mixture of pleasure and excitement. I couldn't maintain my composure as the sudden emotions were undeniably irresistible. His kisses moved to my breasts, groping one while sucking the other.
"Ugh.." I moaned softly, my voice barely above a whisper, as a shiver of pleasure ran through my body. It was as if every nerve ending was on fire, and I couldn't help but let out a sound of pure ecstasy. The sensation was overwhelming, and my body responded with a longing for more.
"Fuck, Shea. You are extremely hot," He mumbled as he forcefully removed my top and stared intensely at my nakedness, revealing my smooth and soft breast in front of him. I couldn't help but feel my blood rush to my face as I experienced an intensifying sense of embarrassment. I covered my breasts with my arm, but he took it and intertwined his hands with mine, pinning them to my sides as I lay on his sofa.
He kissed my lips again, and I couldn't help but drown deeply in his kisses. The kiss seemed to last forever, and although I lost track of time, we were gasping for air when he finally parted our lips. His hand, which was holding mine, slowly made its way to where he wanted to touch.
"Ugh, shit, fuck!" I muttered as he inserted his hand between my legs, and as his hand touched me, I felt a surge of intense emotions burning inside of me. His fingers slipped inside me, and with a forceful thrust, I moaned as I experienced intense sensations of pleasure and pain.
"Relax, this isn't the real stuff just yet." He said while still playing the thing in between my legs. I couldn't help but grip the sides of the sofa's sheets.
He forcefully removed my skirt and undies and without any hesitation, he inserted his thing inside of me. I groped the sheets harshly, feeling only the pain that was tearing through me, as if flesh had been torn.
"Fuck! You're a virgin?!" He shouted as if it were big news for him. I nodded slowly while biting my lips, trying to suppress the pain I was feeling.
"Shit, I'm sorry!" he said while feeling flustered and restless.
"I'm pe-perfectly fine. Just continue what you're doing." I said while still trying to suppress the pain I am feeling.
"I'll be gentle." He spoke gently as he slowly entered deeply inside me. I moaned harshly while warm tears slowly escaped from my eyes. It was painful, really painful. I couldn't believe that this was what they say about pleasure when all I felt was the pain in my body.
I struggled with my position, so I groped his back to support myself, and I felt my nails digging into his skin. He started moving slowly while I covered my mouth with my left hand, trying to stifle the moans from escaping. Minutes later, he began moving faster.
When we reached the height of extreme pleasure, his body fell onto mine.
"Fuck, it was intense!" He muttered under his breath as his hot breath was on my neck.
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I woke up in his bed the next day without any clothes on. I immediately removed his hand that was gently wrapped around my belly as I stood up to look for my clothes, which were scattered around the room. Luckily, he was still soundly asleep as I got dressed. After finishing, I turned to look at him sleeping in bed and bit my lip, feeling regretful about what had happened the night before. I didn't even know what had come over me and felt ashamed as I felt the pain between my legs. I couldn't deny the fact that I had enjoyed it, but at the same time, I felt shameless. What had I done? Why was I like that? It seemed like I had turned into a different person under the influence of alcohol. As I prepared to leave, I took one last glance at him before exiting his condominium unit.
I immediately returned to my apartment and took a hurried bath as I was running late for my shift at the convenience store where I worked during the day. As I bathed, my movements were swift, and I caught a glimpse of my own reflection in the bathroom mirror while I was naked and washing myself with soap. I observed my body, which had a gorgeous, slender figure, and I found hickeys between my breasts, below my right nipple, and also on my neck. I shook my head in disbelief. Everything was true after all - everything that had vividly replayed in my mind from the previous night had actually happened.
I quickly turned off the shower and wrapped a plush, warm towel around myself. The cotton absorbed the excess droplets from my skin as I hurriedly cleaned the steam from the mirror. I took a moment to ruffle my damp hair and sigh with contentment.
Stepping into my bedroom, I shrugged on a pair of faded blue jeans and an oversized grey sweatshirt. I pulled on mismatched socks - one striped, one polka dotted - and slid my feet into well-worn sneakers. I gave myself a quick once-over in the mirror, checking that my name tag was properly secured to my sweatshirt.
With a small smile of satisfaction, I headed out the door to face the day, ready to attend to customers with patience and good humor at the local convenience store where I work. The simple uniform of comfort fit me perfectly, just as it was meant to.
I arrived at work and got busy serving customers, smiling and assisting them as a cashier. I got into a rhythm, checking items efficiently while making small talk.
After a while, my friends Celeste and Emrys showed up in line.
"Hey, where did you disappear to last night?" Emrys teased. "Meet up with a hot guy?"
I laughed and playfully smacked his arm. "Shut up, Emrys."
"I don't know..." Celeste said suspiciously. "You do seem rather cheerful this morning. Something must have happened last night. Spill the beans!" she demanded playfully.
I felt a smile spread across my face as I thought of the moment I had shared with that hot guy last night, but at the same time, I felt a twinge of regret. I couldn't believe that I had done that with someone whose name I didn't even know.
"Nothing really," I said vaguely, not wanting to give too much away. But the smile remained, and my friends saw right through me.
"Oh yeah, something definitely happened," Emrys grinned. "You've got that look!"
I simply laughed, neither confirming nor denying, content to keep the memory - and that small spark of hope - to myself for a little while longer. I wondered if I would ever get to see that man again.