A Night Unplanned
Elena's POV
His lips pressed against mine as he held my hands against the cold walls within the large hotel room. The room was dimly lit, a large king size bed sitting heavily in the middle of the room. At the corner of the room was a mini bar that was filled with all kinds of drinks. The kiss intensed as we both separated, gasping for air.
“You’re a good kisser.” His voice was a rough whisper, eyes locked on mine like I was some kind of puzzle he was desperate to solve. Something about the intensity of it made me shiver, but I didn’t want to dwell on it.
His lips crashed and landed on mine as he pulled me away from the wall, his arms slowly wrapped around my waist as we staggered back towards the large king size bed. His arms went lower as he lifted me and placed me on top of the bed. I was still very dizzy and subconscious because of the excessive drink we had at the bar.
We both parted lips, his hands going down his blue pants as he unbuckled his belt, throwing it on the floor as the belt coiled into a ball. He caressed his cock beneath his boxers, a smirk crawling on his lips as his gaze went from mine to this cock that was already throbbing beneath his boxers. With a full force, he took off his boxers releasing his uncut and extremely big cock.
My jaw dropped, not literally. His eyes locked with mine, noticing my amazement, he stroked his cock in a seductive way. He slowly unbuttoned his white sleeves and threw it on the floor and unknotted the tie that sat neatly on his neck. His bare chest was exposed to the cold evening hair. I couldn't help but stare and drooling—not literally—over his seductive abs.
His body was so well built that it could even turn a man on. Beads of sweat rolled down his chest that were already glistening against the evening light that peeped through the large window that stretched from the floor to the ceiling, making him appear more attractive. I felt like eating and devouring him at this moment. His arms went over my neck slowly unzipping my gown.
I stood up, pulling my gown down, remaining my underwear and my bra. I took off my underwear and my bra as he swept my feet off the floor placing me on the bed. He crawled on me pressing his lips against mine. I was so lost in the taste of him not knowing when he slipped a finger inside of me. I let out a subtle moan mid kissing. His middle finger went in and out, slowly and gently. Our kiss deepened as he placed two fingers inside of me, this time around his fingers went in and out faster.
I let out a loud moan, our kiss breaking. In a few minutes, I cum on his little cunny fingers. I sighed heavily as I supported myself with a pillow. His cock hanged there, an untamed animal waiting to be tamed. I sat up, my hands slowly and gently grabbing his cock as my tongue played a sinister game on the head cap making him let out low but intentional moans. In an unexpected twist, I thrust his cock into my mouth, taking it in and out while my left hand played with his balls dangling beneath his meat.
“Damn! What a naughty bitch,” he rasped.
He gripped my hair as I shove his cock in and out at a faster pace. He let out loud moans as his grip on my hair tightened. I could feel his sac tightened, a load of cum running down and boom, my mouth was filled with his cum load. His face looked tense, his eyes closed and his lips curved downward as he released what was left of his cum into my throat that swallowed it greedily.
His lips met with mine as we kissed, the tension in the air palpable. We broke the kiss gasping for air. He lifted me, throwing me on my leg and arms as his cock slid inside of me. I let out a loud moan as his cock went in and out at a calculated pace. I let out slow moans as he went in and out with a fastened pace this time around. I slowly bit my lower lips as his balls slapped against my ass.
“You're such a tight bitch,” he groaned, his voice strained. His rhythm quickened, his body rocking into mine with an urgency that left me breathless. Unscripted words spilled from my lips like a prayer, over and over, as he drove me higher, until pleasure shattered through me all over again.
“Damn!” I exclaimed. “I hope this never ends.” I said, my eyes dilating.
We laid on the bed quietly as he went in and out of me. The room was filled with low or rather subtle moans. Our lips crashed against each other occasionally. He increased his pace as he thrusted in and out faster, his ball tightened and his eyes closed as he released a cum load inside of me. The room was filled with a loud moan that had escaped his lips.
He lifted me off the bed, his cock falling out. His arms were wrapped around my waist, my legs crossed over his waist as our lips crashed against each other savouring what was left—a mix of semen, wine and saliva. The kiss became more intense however our lips separated as we both gasped for air. He placed me on the bed placing slow kisses from my waist up to my neck. His lips stopped in my neck region as he left a subtle bite that would eventually form a hickey the next morning.
I wrapped my arm around his neck pulling him into a kiss. Our lips crashed as we kissed occasionally parting to gasp in some air. Suddenly, I felt a bigger meat inside of me—It was his cock. He went in slowly first as if handling a virgin, the pace quickened as he went in and out faster, the room filled with moans that escaped our lips. The thrust fastened till he finally let out a cum load inside of me. I could hear a loud moan and a sigh of resignation as he released his cum inside of me. He fell on my body, our sweat filled body slammed against each other.
“You’re… incredible.” His voice was soft, words tumbling over each other like he couldn’t quite catch his breath. “No one’s ever made me feel like this.”
“You ruined me! .” I said, my mouth reeked with alcohol. “I don’t think I can get enough of you.”
“Good, because I’m not done with you yet.” He said, his arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer.
We laid there, skin to skin, quietly as we both fell asleep.
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The Scandal Elena's POV It's been a few days ever since my steamy encounter with the stranger from the bar, I had never told anyone about it. I had promised myself that I would take the secret with me to the grave but one morning changed everything, placing my carefully curated world that I had built over time on the verge of falling apart. On a Monday morning, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes as usual. Ever since Dad's death I've literally become a slave in this house. I do everything from sweeping to mopping, I also did the laundry but I didn't let it get to me. It was all about survival and I couldn't care less about the maltreatment I was receiving from my step mother and my step sister. Today was no different for my stepmom and stepsister. They were attending another extravagant gala event. “Elena.” My stepmom, Selena, called from behind. “Yes.” I said, I rinsed my hands beneath the running water cleaning it on the apron tied on my waist as I turned towards her. Selen
Family FeudMeanwhile, back at the Vanguard Estate, Elias sat at the back seat of his car as his driver drove into the parking lot of the large building that towered before them. A place where Elias once called home when he was younger but now it's like an empty shell of his younger self. He had felt that way ever since his mother's death and he wouldn't stop blaming his father for her death. He had watched him beat her to pulp whenever they had a little argument. He had always cried whenever he remembered his mother. She had committed suicide because of how Dr. Reginald, Elias' father, treated her. Elias might have been young but he wasn't blind nor deaf. He saw everything, the evening beating, the early morning argument. When his mom had committed suicide Dr. Reginald had lied to the rest of the world that she was suffering from a mental illness. Dr. Reginald called it bipolar disorder, what an intentional and precise liar. The car came to a halt as the driver walked out of his se
The Aftermath Elena's POV The bed felt so soft, the sheets smelled unfamiliar, tinged with something sharp and expensive. I rolled over, the bed quite bigger than the bed I was used to. My hands slowly pat the empty side of the bed only to feel pillows, as I turned, a sharp beam of light flashes through the curtains poking my eyes. I squinted immediately, my hands rubbing my eyes. I turned to see a man standing by the window side at the other end. I looked at the room, taking it all in. The large floor to ceiling window was draped in expensive curtains and the room was large enough to contain five king size beds. By the corner of the room was a mini bar with all kinds of wines in stock. I turned, my eyes darting towards the empty wine glass on the bed side table, a half burnt cigarette and a half filled glass of wine. My gaze went back to the man standing by the window. He was adjusting his cufflinks, he stood there not bothered by my obvious confusion. I tried to recall what happ
A Night UnplannedElena's POV His lips pressed against mine as he held my hands against the cold walls within the large hotel room. The room was dimly lit, a large king size bed sitting heavily in the middle of the room. At the corner of the room was a mini bar that was filled with all kinds of drinks. The kiss intensed as we both separated, gasping for air. “You’re a good kisser.” His voice was a rough whisper, eyes locked on mine like I was some kind of puzzle he was desperate to solve. Something about the intensity of it made me shiver, but I didn’t want to dwell on it. His lips crashed and landed on mine as he pulled me away from the wall, his arms slowly wrapped around my waist as we staggered back towards the large king size bed. His arms went lower as he lifted me and placed me on top of the bed. I was still very dizzy and subconscious because of the excessive drink we had at the bar. We both parted lips, his hands going down his blue pants as he unbuckled his belt, throwin