My dress opening

“Where are you going?” He asked, in a slurred speech. He was gripping my wrist to tight that I couldn’t pull my hand back.

“I'm going back to my friend, please let go of me.”

“Is it because of what I said?” He asked, before pulling me closer to his body. I almost stumble but he was quick to wrap his other arm around my waist. He adds, “I told you to accompany me, not run away. Ms. Stacy.”

“I'm not here to be a friend. Mr. Raphael. I'm not going to sit here all night and hear you insult me just because it entertains you.”

“So that’s what you’re after?” He smirks to himself. He suddenly drew his face closer

and my neck almost broke from trying to avoid him. I even held in my breath because of how insanely good-smelling he is at the moment. He let out a light chuckle before going to my ear.

“Prove it then.”

“What?”

He leans back a little to gaze at me, this time both his arm is around my waist. I gulped down hard as we both held out gazes in this strange position. Even the others passing by couldn’t believe what was transpiring between us right now. It felt like everyone’s eyes were on us.

I wanted to confirm it yet my eyes couldn’t leave this gorgeous man in front of me.

He says, “Make me interested. If you do, I might just give in and let you do anything you want with me.”

“Mr, Raphael, judging by how you’re begging me to accompany you. I’d say you’re pretty much already interested in an average woman like me.” Not holding back, I grabbed his collar and pulled him down to my level. “What now? Do I get to do anything I want with you?”

His eyes widened.

After that, we all know what comes next. I dragged his drunk ass to a nearby hotel without hesitation. Once we entered the room, We both couldn’t hold back ourselves anymore. He threw his tuxedo jacket to the corner of the room and pulled me harshly to him. He then hungrily smashed his lips to mine in an almost violent manner that the back of my head collided with the door behind me. I let out a small groan but that still didn’t stop him. He went on to lift both of my thighs and I gladly wrapped my arms around his neck

He carried me to the bed at the center of the room, laid me down on the mattress, and I panted heavily as I watched him take off his tie, unbutton his vest and take off his white shirt beneath it. Everything he did turned me on for some reason but I knew that wouldn’t be the end of it. The way he was watching me down with his face flushed red made me want to devour him. Especially his eight-pack abs that were beaming with glory in front of me!

Shit, he’s so hot!

“Is this want you want?” He grins and lets out a drunk smile.

I nodded as if my life depended on it. I didn’t want to wait anymore so I tried to take off my dress myself but he stops me. He pinned both of my hands over me and turned me around. I was confused at first but when I felt the zipper on the back of

my dress opening, I gasped as I imagined how he looked. He’s using his teeth to take off my dress, while his hand started to caress the side of my stomach to support my posture.

I groaned in frustration. As much as I wanted how things are going, I hated the fact that I was losing control of the situation. He was starting to be more aggressive and the fact that I was letting him do anything he wanted with me. As if the tables turned as soon as we arrived at the hotel.

He’s out of control! He’s too drunk!

“Don’t move.” He huffs, “I didn’t exactly agree with how you have the privilege to do anything you want with me. I'm sorry but I'm in control, and you won’t be any soon.”

He harshly took off my dress.

With that, he didn’t hesitate as he placed himself on top of my back, my hips raised, his hand then started to roam from my boobs to my bottom. I moaned in pleasure while he savored placing kisses on my neck. Once I felt his finger inside me, I almost gasped from the pain I felt. But I held it in since being a virgin might make him stop. And I can’t let that happen, not just because I wanted to have a child anymore. But because everything was starting to trap me into addiction.

It felt so good.

“You’re wet already? You’re not that hard to please, aren’t you?” He says before playing with my clit. I screamed at the sudden wave of pleasure that I had to stop his hand when I felt myself orgasm. It was then I realized how much of a danger I was in.

Shit. Why do I have this gut feeling that

this is going to hurt?!

And just as I predicted. When he turned me over that’s when I saw how huge his manhood was. I thought big dick guys were just from the p**n industry. But this guy? Not just good looks, tall, but also his dick?! You’ve got to be kidding me! Am I sure this isn’t a dream?!

I pinched myself hard but I wasn’t close to waking up anytime soon.

He pulled out a condom from his wallet, he was about to open it with his mouth but I stopped him.

“I'm safe, you can cum inside me.” I pant.

He didn’t even respond seeing how drunk he was, he just spit the condom wrapper off his mouth and let out a heavy breath as he placed himself between my legs. I gulped. I knew this moment would come

but seeing how big he is, it made me scared of how painful it would be to take him.

I'm a virgin, what if he doesn’t like virgins?

“L...Let’s turn off the lights!”

He raised an eyebrow, “No.”

He was too drunk so I knew that his opinion wouldn’t matter at that point. As I was close to the only light source in the room beside the bed. I crawled up to it and pulled out the socket in an instant. And just as I predicted, he didn’t even care and just pulled my body back to the bed with him, he didn’t bother turning the light on again. All I could hear now was his voice.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay put? Don’t make me angry.”