CHAPTER 2: LIAM

She would be my wife. I would make sure of it.

She's the exact opposite of what mother would want for me and I'll make her mine.

But tonight, oh tonight.

I moved to her, enjoying the look of desperation on her face.

With one hand I gripped her breast, teasing her nipple slightly. She moaned.

Fuck.

These panties, I need to see how soaking wet she is for me.

"Lay down." She obeyed, good girl.

I slid my fingers against her panties, I could feel her slickness through the fabric, how ready she was for me.

I fingered her wet folds through the lace, all while maintaining eye contact.

Watching her squirm hardened my cock even further. Shit, I need to feel her bare, raw.

I took off my clothing, dropping my briefs down slowly, I couldn't miss the gasp that left her lips after seeing my erect cock.

So many emotions sprawled over her face, her cheeks red with arousal, and anticipation. Her nipples, pointy and peaked, begging to be sucked.

How could I resist? I swept down on her perfect breasts, gripping and sucking.

Her nipples tasted like honey in my mouth, was it the alcohol, or was this woman just incredibly sexy? Or, is it my need for an escape tonight?

Whatever, I'm here now, sucking perfect boobs.

She squirmed and moaned beneath me, music to my ears.

Her fingers dug into my back, driving my need to be inside her now.

But, not yet.

I slid my hand down, into her panties, meeting her pleasure spot. My finger flicked her wet folds, sliding against her clit.

She gasped audibly, I pinned her hands with my free hand.

I keep going, fingering, welcoming every gasp, shiver, squirm. I love the look on her face and the need for release.

She came, quick, on my fingers. I smiled to myself, remembering her drunken promise.

Panting, she looked up at me, wondering what next. I stood up, and let her take in my aroused cock. Her eyes darkened once again, she licked her lips.

"I want it in my mouth." She finally spoke. "Please." She completed.

How could I say no when she's looking at me like this?

She crawled to me and took it in her small hands.

Her tongue touched its tip slightly and I resisted the urge not to explode. After a little teasing, she took it fully in her mouth.

Her innocent eyes say nothing about her dick-sucking skills. She took in everything, her eyes red from the size but she still didn't give in, and I'm not complaining.

FUCK.

I pull my dick from her mouth, and whip on a condom from the desk side, from the complementary condoms they always place for VIP members like me. I force her on her back and insert myself into her with no warning.

"Fuck!" she screamed.

I gripped her waist, slamming further into her, her screams were music to my ear.

"My name…my name, is Emma!" she moaned. "I wanna hear you say it...please." she managed to choke out.

I gripped her hair into a fist and choked her from behind. "Be a good girl and come for me now, Emma."

She moaned and I pounded her faster, till we both came.

We both rolled over on the bed, legs intertwined, totally naked, panting heavily.

"That wasn't a bad lay." She sighed

"What did you take me for?" My ego was hurt, did I look like I'd be terrible at fucking? I mean, she did come…twice.

"Let's go again." she grinned and I couldn't agree any less.

We had fucked so many times, in every position we could, and now I was just waking up… to Emma not by my side.

I heard noises from the bathroom, I got up and moved closer to the sound. It appeared to be…searching, through the cupboard.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Emma muttered continuing her search, completely unaware of me standing, watching her.

Could it be, that she's searching for valuables? In the bathroom? What exactly is she doing?

"Looking for something of value?" I asked.

She jumped, placing her palm on her chest. "You scared the shit out of me." She gasped. "Wait..what did you say?" She asked, regaining her senses.

"Makes sense anyway, I shouldn't have expected anything less from a…one-night stand," I remarked coldly.

She stared at me for a good number of seconds, before replying. "I shouldn't have expected anything from you either."

She huffed and marched past me, if she was angry, she tried not to show it much. I followed her back into the room, she picked up her purse and phone, stopping to meet me.

"Perhaps I should pay you for your services." She dug out a stash of money from her purse and placed it on my chest.

"I need more than this, it was a good lay as I remember."

"It wasn't that good of a lay." She turned her back to me and walked out.

Liar. I fuck good. Right?

Right. I'm gonna find her, Emma, whatever your last name is, you're who I need now.