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Sophia’s POV

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest as I watched this beautiful stranger. He watched me back, a small smile on his face. He was actually indulging me in this. I couldn’t believe it.

I bit my lips hard enough that it almost drew blood. But then I stopped. I knew some people hated the sight of blood and he might be one of them. I didn’t want to scare him off like this.

I gulped. I wondered what mom and dad and the twins will think when they see me here in a bar, trying and failing miserably to flirt with this handsome guy.

He kept watching me, as if trying to consider whether it would be worth it to indulge me.

My heart was still pounding wildly and I feared that he could hear it with the way he was giving me this amusing, knowing look. Finally he answered me. “Where would you like us to find out?”

I shrugged. I didn’t think it would be nice to leave the club and go anywhere with a stranger, dressed like this. Dad might be on his usual nightly patrol with his men and I couldn’t risk him seeing me dressed like this, with a stranger. I would be in a lot of trouble. I was supposed to be in Jenny’s house, studying for our entrance exam with her. Not here.

Jeez. What was I even doing, thinking of talking to him in the first place? And what was running through my mind when I let Jenny encourage me to talk to him in the first place? Fuck. Was I even ready to do this?

Millions of thoughts were running through my head and my heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

“Do you wanna go upstairs?” He asked, touching my hand. I felt electricity zap through my skin, and thank God I had a sort of semblance over myself because I almost jumped. His hands were oddly cold, in contrast to my hot ones.

His light grey eyes bore into mine as he waited for my answer. And I nodded. What could possibly go wrong? “Yeah, sure.”

He signaled to the bartender who walked up to us immediately. “Our bill please?”

The bartender quickly wrote it down on a sheet of paper and passed it to us. He dropped some dollar bills on the bar table for the bartender and then got up from the stool. He stretched out his hand for me. I bit my lips tentatively before taking his hand.

I hadn’t even told Jenny that I was leaving with this guy. I guess I’d just have to text her later.

He lodged us into one of the rooms upstairs of the club and as we got in, he locked the door behind us before taking off the blazers he was wearing and throwing it on the chair and then loosening up his tie.

He took a sit on an armchair and rested his arms on it, looking at me with a dominating expression that made me gulp. His thighs were spread apart and I could see the huge bulge between his thighs. It certainly wasn’t there before.

God. I was about to do this. I was really about to do this.

“Come here,” he said in a deep time that made shivers run down my spine. Slowly I dropped my bag and phone on the table and then walked up to him till I was standing between his legs.

He reached out for my hand and dragged me down till I was sitting on his laps. He slammed his lips down on mine instantly, his tongue sliding into my mouth when I parted my lips in shock. I relaxed into his hold and missed him back, slowly and shyly at first but then I started to get bold, matching his pace and moaning lightly.

One of his hands found my hair and he tangled his fingers in my hair. The other hand found one of the straps of my gown and he began to pull it down.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and then pulled back my head slightly, breaking our kiss. I wiggled on his lap with a whimper. Fuck. I was too aroused to think straight now.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, searching my eyes. I nodded instantly without even thinking much about it. He stared at me for another second before releasing my hair.

“On your knees,” he said in an authoritative tone.

I gulped. Fuck. I had never ever done this before. Ever. This was gong to be my first time and what if I messed it all up?

I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes, then opened it and got on my knees. I didn’t wait for him to say what he wanted. I already got the hint. I struggled a bit with his belt before I was able to undo it, then I undid the buttons and unzipped the zipper.

I took out his cock and gulped at the size.

Holy….

It was huge. Very huge.

I looked up at him once again, rethinking this whole thing but he stared me down. I touched it tentatively. This was my first time holding a man’s penis before and it scared me a bit.

I began to move my hand up and down his length and he wrapped his hand over mine, teaching me the pace he wanted. Fast and rough.

I watched as he tilted his head backwards slightly as a moan escaped his lips. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Good girl,” he praised. “Keep going.”

His praises made me want to do more, so I did what I never even thought I’d do at all. I lowered my head and took him in my mouth.

His hands shot to my head, taking a handful of my hair and fisting it. “Good girl,” he praised with a groan. “Keep going. That’s it. Good girl.”

I swirled my tongue around his length and kept bobbing my head up down until he exploded in my mouth.