A Hot Night

Chapter Three

Caelia

His voice held so much authority and command that my hand immediately went to the button of my shirt. I began to unbutton it, my gaze fixed on him. His eyes were filled with admiration and longing, rather than Ethan’s emotionless eyes whenever I did something sexy or tried to strip to turn him on.

Ethan would sometimes look away, even when I was completely naked; he turns me down whenever he wants. I gave it so much thought and arrived at the conclusion that I was the one who was insatiable, but I was wrong. He was just a freaking cock sucker!

The man right in front of me has all I wanted at that moment; he was giving me every signal and body language I needed. He wanted me as much as I do. I pulled off my shirt, unhooked my bra, and dropped it to the floor; I saw him bite his lower lips, a seductive smile spreading across his lips.

The smile broke every reluctance in me. I went down to my skirt and pulled it off, down to my panties. In the next minute, I was standing right in front of him, naked and slipping wet for him. I felt no bit of vulnerability; I was as comfortable as I had been with clothes on.

He stood up, walked to the music player in his room, connected his phone, and a fast beat song came on. He went to the wine shelf, picked up a bottle, filled a glass, and returned to his bed.

I mulled over what he was doing, until he said, “I want to watch you dance naked, sunshine.”

My limbs fell weak immediately. He wants me to dance naked?

“I loved the way you wiggled your bum at the bar; I want to watch you do that naked.”

I had also wished that we danced naked together at the bar; it was probably the heavens making my wish come true. I turned slowly, placed my hand on the table, and began to move, twisting my waist and shaking my bum as fast as I could. I once joined the belly dancing team in high school; I had to quit after I got too busy with school works and extra tutorials, I felt like it was of no importance, but now, I could see the importance.

I continued to dance, my eyes shut, taking me back to our time at the bar. I remember how I rolled my waist around his crotch, how I traced the length of his hard cock with my ass. I wanted to do that again, but naked this time.

“Stop!”

I immediately stopped and turned back to him, my eyes bulged when I saw that he had already pulled off his shirt and trousers, and I could clearly see how hard and enormous he was from his shorts. He came down from the bed, each step he took closer to me electrified my muscles.

“You can’t dance alone. You have to dance with me.” He smiled and turned me swiftly, his hands around my waist. “I want you to dance like your life depends on it.”

I nodded, just as before.

“No, speak.” His hand swung to the front and seized my neck. “I want to hear you speak. I want you to dance like your life depends on it, do you understand?”

“Ye..yes daddy!” I coughed when he let go of my neck. It hurt but felt exciting at the same time; I had always wanted a man who would fuck me till I am short of breath, but Ethan was never up to the task. For this man, I was ready to be a whore!

“Now, dance.” He ordered, placing my two hands on the table and arching my back.

I felt his cock right at the center of my bum, and I began to move, wiggling my ass against his groin.

I let out a low moan when he spanked me. “You’re not doing it right. Dance!” He spanked me again.

I loved it. I wanted him to do that again.

I turned to him, swung my hand around his neck and said. “Let me take charge.” I flashed a smile at him.

He seemed to agree to that as he kissed me on the neck and said. “Show me what you’ve got.”

I smiled and moved one of my legs up to his waist level, making sure his cock was centered around my pussy, I began to move, slowly, as if I was riding. I had done this with Ethan; I had done that multiple times, but I never saw the same sensuous delight I was seeing in this man’s face on his. I wanted to give him all, and do all I have tried with Ethan in the five years of my relationship with him.

One night might be too short, but I wouldn’t mind him fucking me till daybreak. I would do anything to get fucking Ethan off my head.

“Ohh! Perfect.” He groaned and his hands encircled my waist, pulling me up and down, rubbing my pussy around his cock, the only thing standing between us was the shorts he was wearing. “I want to fuck you so bad!” He leaned in and licked my neck, sending quivering sensations through my entire body.

Then, he took over, now grasping and fondling my boobs, moving his cock around my pussy, literally fucking me, just with his shorts on. He claimed my lips, kissing me and making throaty sounds into my mouth. He seized my neck again, raising my legs up to his waist with his other hand, as he continued to move, my whole body felt so heavy, I wanted to burst out wide.

Wouldn’t that be embarrassing? He hasn’t even fucked me yet. But who cares? I came in a rushing wave, and he pulled back, a victorious laugh on his lips.

“Yes, sunshine, let it all out.”

I leaned on the table, short of breath for a few minutes. I turned when I felt his hot breath on my back.

“You’re going to run out of breath after reaching the peak countless times tonight. You asked for it.” He said and picked me up from the floor, throwing me to the bed as though I weigh nothing.

I gasped at his strength, I weigh over sixty kilograms and he was able to pick me up and throw me without stress. Thoughts of sex styles we could do raced through my mind, and I chuckled.

He stood there and watched me for minutes, his green eyes sending goosebumps over my skin. “You are so sexy.” He said in a hushed voice and my heart fluttered immediately.

He smiled at me, and while still keeping his gaze fixed on me, he pulled down his shorts. I let out a loud gasp at the sight of his hard and huge cock. A sudden lump formed in my throat, he was so big and enormous that I was scared for a brief second, meandering about how he would fit into me.

When he mounted me, my eyes flickered, I still couldn’t figure out how he was going to fit into me, until he leaned closer and whispered. “Don’t worry, sunshine, I promise to go easy, I won’t hurt you.”

I stopped bothering.

Then, he began to kiss me, from my forehead, to my nose, my ears, and down to my chest, positioning his face between my breasts. He grasped my breasts in his hands, fondling and twisting my nipples into turgid peaks. I let out a low moan, craving for more, but he stopped there.

He went down, kissing down my stomach and to my navel. He spread my legs and took a position between them. A naughty smirk appeared at the corner of his lips as he set my legs on his neck.

“Beautiful pussy you’ve got here.” He croaked. I bit my lower lip as he continued to stare at me, my stomach ached, I wanted him to touch me so bad, to suck my clit and eat me out.

As if he heard my thoughts, he pushed a finger into me, then another, and the third one pressing and rubbing my clit. His index and middle finger were deep inside of me, stretching me wide as if he was creating an entrance, large enough to contain him.

I cried out when he joined the two fingers with his tongue, the other one still teasing my clit.

“Please…please don’t stop!” I groaned, my hands dug into his hair and roamed around his muscular shoulder.

I was having the best time.

As though my cries urged him on, he started to mouth fuck me, in the most hardest and frantic way ever, just like his life depended on it.

The echoes of my continuous moan and cries resounded in my ears.

“Don’t..don’t stop daddy.” My legs shook.

Everything around me seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us, floating above our worries and doubts.

No man had ever made me feel this way, I had never been satisfied this way, and this was just the beginning, I could read that from his face.

He didn’t stop licking and sucking out my folds like an hungry dog being served a food for the first time in a while. I grabbed the bed sheets at both sides, the tingling sensation caused by his teeth eating me out gently sent waves of pleasure through my entire body.

My body quivered, my eyelids shook, and my eyes fluttered close. I began to cry out, my parts was wet and hot at the same time. The little sound coming from his tongue sounded like music to my ears.

He stopped, giving me space to catch my breath. His gaze on my breathing folds with juices from my wetness dripping down sent the hair on my skin jumping like frizzles from a hot oil.

I watched as he rolled to the side, pulling out a pack of condom from his drawer. I would have loved him to have him raw, to have our flesh clasping against each other, but preventive measures, I knew nothing about this man.

He grabbed one from the pack, tore it and slapped it down his hard and enormous cock.

Then he mounted me again, and began to rub my clit with the tip of his cock, my eyes flickered, I still couldn’t figure out how he was going to fit into me, Ethan wasn’t even half of this man’s size.

When he slid into me, with just his tip, I held out a low cry, my legs shaking in response. He continued to teased me down there with his tip and waited patiently for me to get acquainted, and instead of thrusting, he leaned in on me, claiming my lips once again.

I could still taste the remnant of the tequila we took back at the bar, driving me insane. Can he stop all these and start thrusting already? My parts were already hurting from waiting.

He kissed me down to my chest, taking my nipples in his mouth, milking and sucking every bit of it, he made sure to leave his touch and mouth on every part and side of my breasts. I was completely soaked, my pussy felt so wet that I could feel my wetness dropping down my thighs. He grabbed one of my legs and raised it up to his waist.

Then, he slid into me again, filling me completely this time.

“Fuck!” I cursed, what I thought would hurt turned out to be the best. He began with a slow thrust, but increased his pace after few seconds. Pounding and thrusting hard into me, the bed moving like an earthquake was about to happen.

My hand swung around his neck, pressing him down and urging him to do more.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked when a low whimper escaped my lips.

I shook my head immediately. “No. No. Don’t stop.”

He seemed to have forgotten, but like I said before, I wanted him to fuck me until I had no strength left in me.

With a hand reaching my breast, he fondled and twisted my already hard nipples, staring deep into my eyes, he continued to pump into me.

“Fuck! Sunshine! Fuck!” He groaned, spanking my ass and fondling my breasts harshly. He pounded into me like a madman, and I began to feel myself floating once again, above everything, above my troubles. Nothing seemed to matter anymore, except for the moment we were in.