2

SIENNA

I didn't know how we left the lounge and found ourselves in a room. We could barely get our hands off each other on our way here. Not that I cared. All I wanted from this man was for him to slam me against the wall and fuck me so hard until I was rid of all my senses.

He kicked the door open, kicking it shut with his hands wrapped around my waist, our lips locked in a searing kiss that made my legs want to fail me. And just like I had wanted, just like my body yearned, he slammed my back against the wall, showering feathery kisses across the skin of my neck. My fingers worked through his buttons, shattering a few in the process as I got him out of that hideous shirt.

I let out a soft gasp after pulling away from his lips, taking in the sight of his ripped body with no fat surrounding them. He wasn't a giant but he had mouthwatering muscles and flawless skin. He leaned in, breathing on my face and opening up my pores in the process.

"You have no idea how badly I want you out of this tight dress." He whispered in my ears and I got more soaked. He latched his mouth on my neck and I felt my eyes roll to the back of my socket as he sucked on the skin of my neck. He let out a low growl, squeezing my waist and I moaned loudly as I felt something graze my neck.

His hands went to the sleeve of my elastic dress, pushing the sleeves off and revealing my breasts. He helped me out of the dress, leaving me in my red thong. His hands moved to the small of my back and he grabbed my ass. A soft whimper exited my lips, my core and buds aching so badly for his touch.

"Just touch me, please." I cried, not wanting to get more frustrated and touch-starved as I was. I felt my back meet the wall again, his lips assaulting my neck as he palmed one of my breasts, his finger brushing my hardened nipples and letting out a soft cry, wrapping my leg around his waist and digging my black nails into his skin. He worked his mouth from my neck, breathing on my breasts.

"Fuck, you are so beautiful." He whispered, and cut me off from speaking, wrapping his warm tongue around my buds. My fingers found their way into his scalp, tugging at his hair with my knees shaking with pleasure. He sucked on my breasts like he had been starved of them for years, tugging softly at my other buds.

My vision was faint, my toes curled, and muffled sobs left my lips. He showered so much attention on my breasts, leaving my knees weak and my breath raggedy and uneven. He pulled away after some time, and I moaned in dissatisfaction. He kneaded one of them softly, chuckling darkly in my ears. A sound that made my buds harden, even more. His lips didn't leave my neck and ears as his fingers moved so airily on my skin, down to the waistband of my panties.

I felt something graze my neck again, and he growled, applying a little pressure on my waist, an act that showed he was struggling with his restraint. He tugged at my thong and pulled them off, leaving me bare. I was terribly soaked, and my core ached so badly, almost swollen with the way it throbbed. He threw one of my legs around his waist, tilting my teary eyes to meet his.

"You should see how beautiful you look right now," He breathed, toying with my nipples and I moaned. I just wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to touch me down there. I ached and craved his touch.

"Please," I whispered.

His fingers brushed the lips of my lower waist and I moaned as he walked his way down. I was almost out of breath, eager for even a second of his touch, right there. It felt like he was trying to master every inch of my body.

"Spread your legs," He ordered me, and my kitty watered, with those three words. I did as I was told, and he chuckled into my ears. I opened my mouth to speak, but his finger cut me off as it slipped into my warm entrance.

"Fuck!" I cried.

"You are so wet." He groaned, his finger going even deeper. My legs wavered, but he kept me in place, as my nails dug into his back, pulling him even closer. He stopped moving and I moaned softly. Then, he breathed into my ears.

"Whose girl are you?" He asked me.

"Yours," I responded, sounding so out of breath. I inhaled sharply when his fingers started pumping in and out of me, soft cries leaving my lips as his fingers assaulted my warm, slippery hole, leaving me a moaning mess. I didn't care if I was being heard. His fingers pleased me so intensely, that I felt like I was going to pass out from the pleasure they gave me.

"Faster," I moaned, holding onto him. He inserted one more finger, and I threw my head back. They pumped in and out of me, vigorously as he whispered dirty, dirty words into my ears that made me approach my climax in no time.

"Oh my God…"

"Fuck!"

"I think…I think I'm going to cum," I cried, my vision blurry with tears.

"Yes, cum for me." He grunted. My knees and legs shook heavily as I convulsed in his arms, my nipples turning twice as hard, my breath sharp and raggedy as I buckled my hips to meet the pace of his fingers. His mouth found one of my nipples and the tears spilled. My kitty pulsated and throbbed heavily, the slippery sound the contact of his fingers into my warm hole made, flowing into my ears. I let out a scream, my hold on his back tightening and my toes curling as I hit my climax, my juices spilling out of me.

He picked me up like I weighed nothing, my legs wrapped around his waist as he dropped me on the bed, causing me to land with a soft thud. He went on his fours and hovered above me. I breathed heavily, getting wet at the sight of the masterpiece in front of me. He stared down at me, his eyes clouded with lust, warmth, and other emotions I could barely decipher. Then, he leaned in and kissed me, so softly. I opened up to him and kissed him back.

He got out of his slacks and briefs, leaving his thick, hard length in view. My throat ran dry at the thought of it being buried deep inside me. He positioned himself at my entrance and bent to take my lips in, sliding into my slippery entrance. I moaned, jerking off the bed with a soft wince. He stared at me, his eyes swirling with utter softness before drawing me in for a soft kiss, tears trickling down my face as he began moving slowly with soft cries of pleasure leaving my lips.

Our sweaty bodies collided, our moans and grunts mixing all together, intense eye contact in between, a night filled with passion, intensity, and steamy romance as he took me countless times.