One Night Stand Comes With A Price!

“I will have two bottles.” Ezra said to the bartender. Emma caught his attention as he turned to look at her. “So tell me, what major were you?”

Emma breathed in. She put both of her hands on the table and fixed her gaze on him. "I majored in fashion."

“Fashion?”

Emma gave a nod. “I am that good. Trust me.” She inhaled deeply once more. "When I was young, my father used to say that I have magical hands. Well, when I began to show interest in clothing and being photographed, I started to believe him.”

“Hmm.” Putting his hand on his chin, Ezra gave it a light rub. “Let me guess. You also model.”

“Yes. You guessed right. That is my goal, but did you know that it's not always simple to make money when one doesn't come from a wealthy background?”

Slowly, Ezra nodded. That fact was well known to him. Even though he comes from a wealthy family, his father earns more money, so he won't hold it against the less fortunate for trying their hardest to succeed financially. “Well, trust me, I am aware of how difficult it is to find a job out there. They only want to take advantage of those they want to employ.”

“You are correct.” She'll never be able to get over the fact that it repeatedly occurred to her. They want to take advantage of her before they offer her a job. "Are you looking for one as well?" She asked with interest.

Ezra sucked on his lower lip. He wasn't prepared to disclose his life to the woman he had just met. It just doesn't make sense to him. “Well, let’s just say that I am…”

“Here you go sir.” Ezra was relieved when the bartender broke up their conversation because he knew he couldn't tell the woman in front of him any lies and expect her to believe him.

He gave the bottles to Ezra, who gave Emma one of them. They both clung to their bottles as he said, "Cheers. To graduation night and to finding jobs.” Emma held the bottle to her mouth and the two of them started to drink. They both got to be about half drunk.

When he took her hand and took her out of her chair, she couldn't refuse. She kept right behind him until they both entered a room. Her hand was still in his, and he tossed her on the bed.

Given that he would be the first man she would sleep with, Emma realized she couldn't stop this from happening even if she wanted to. Ezra was so hot, and she was starting to feel crazy about him. His name, ocean blue eyes, and even mixed-color hair made her feel crazy.

She shrieked. Ezra followed her down and landed partially next to and partially over her. She struggled, totally ineffectually, to hold him back. He ignored her effort; one hard thigh trapped hers. He leaned into her purposefully, squeezing her against the bed and securing her there. He didn't bother with her hands but instead framed her face and kissed her. A smile appeared on her face.

Not a tenderly savoring kiss, but a commanding, demanding incitement ravishing challenge seductive in its sensual promise. His lips were abrasive, ravenous, and brutally insistent. It took no more than two heartbeats for her to react.

She gave him a passionate kiss back while wrapping her arms around his neck.

She yearned for him. She could hardly miss the fact that he wanted her. For now and for tonight, that was enough. It was just for one night and everything will be back to normal the next day. She thought.

She will finally accomplish her lifelong dream tonight. To once have sex with a special someone.

He deepened the kiss while removing his hand from her face and licking her lips apart so he could freely savor them. His top priority was to fully savor the sensation of her silk-clad body being trapped and obediently yielding beneath him.

Sensual gratification was a wondrous thing.

He allowed the impression of her full breasts, soft stomach, rounded hips, and long, lean legs to sink into his mind. Only then did he set his hand moving again, deliberately tracing her same curves.

He enjoyed the sound of the muffled scream she let out. With open invitations, she made herself available to him.

Yet again, he tormented her.

He was hot, and she could feel the heat of him wherever they touched. His clothes muted the sensation. If they are removed, his skin will scald her. The thought made her shiver. His rotating thumbs pressed deeper, and she shuddered and then gasped. Her body arched, offering. Her breathing ceased for a moment before resuming in a jumbled, trembling, almost silent moan.

His kisses had made her lips swell.

Her lace was loosened by his finger. He finally settled for. His hand rose to tug down the sleeves of her gown.

When Ezra took her chemise away, she was prepared to let go of it. She ached for his touch as his presence heated and skittered her skin. When it came, bare hand to bare skin, she gasped and held him closer. As his hand wandered, their lips brushed.

Her hair was loose and she was naked on the satin bedcover. A silk pillow about her head, she wantonly let him touch her--- as he would, where he would. "Hmm." She groaned to let him know that she was itching for his touch on her skin.

She parted her thighs and let him stroke her, probe her, and tease her. Up until her whole body ached with impending longing. "I know you want me. Say the word." He whispered in her ear, and he went down and licked her stomach with his tongue. Moving down to her clit. She whimpered and groaned once more. "I want you... Now.....than ever."

His constant caresses ignited an inner furnace, resulting in a mass of overheated skin and strained, overstretched nerves. He only briefly left her, and when he came back, she had recovered enough wit to notice that he was naked. He was so unbelievably hot that she had trouble believing she was sitting in front of a naked man.

His hips were positioned between her parted thighs as he lowered his body directly onto hers. He was filled with a primal energy that made him feel as hot as the sun.

His hands moved down the long planes of her back and over her hips as he pressed beneath her, fastening with a firm, powerful grip as his fingers dug into the softness of her bottom. Once more, he tilted and lifted her. When he rocked her this time, he pressed against her.

She tried to gasp but was unable to. She was imprisoned by his kisses, restrained by his hands, and relentlessly claimed by him, inch by steady inch. She gave herself to him, opened her arms and held him tight, opened her body, and let him come in. She was his for that night.

While holding each other, they both dozed off.

When Emma opened her eyes, she noticed that everything was fuzzy and that heat was emanating from every area of her body. Her eyes cleared up after a soft moan. She stared at the ceiling, aware that she was in a room even though her mind was still asleep.

She became aware that her head was resting on something hard, and when she lifted her head, she spotted a man. His eyes were closed, and he was sleeping so soundly.

When Emma suddenly remembered what happened last night, she put her hand to her mouth and gasped. She was supposed to meet Scott, but here she is sitting next to another man’s body. Only after getting out of bed did she realize she was completely naked.

Emma went in search of her clothing and undergarments. She wore them as quickly as she could after finding them on the other side of the room. She never expected the night to turn out like this. If she remembered correctly, which she did, she knew that last night in his arms she had been a different person.

“What have you done?” Her hair was being roughed up by her hand as she looked for her shoe. The moment Emma located it, she also discovered her bag on the table and checked her phone for the time. The time was 6:30 a.m. She grabbed her bag and started to leave the room, but something caught her attention and made her turn around.

Ezra’s wallet was opened.

As Emma swallowed, she felt tempted. After some back-and-forth deliberation, she decided to go back to where his wallet was. Looking inside as she reached for it, she gasped when she saw a sizable sum of money. “Who walks around with this much cash in their wallet?” She whispered.

She cast a quick glance at Ezra, who was sound asleep in the bed, before turning to look at his wallet again. With fear in her heart, she removed all of the cash. She dropped his wallet, noticed his car key, and took it as well.

She left without saying good-bye.