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 “I want you, Mariah. But I want to enjoy owning you. I want to take you one piece at a time, and make you cry out in pleasure every step of the way.” 

Her heart beats so fast that she was surprised he doesn’t hear it, or at least feel it in his fingers, which now trail across her chest toward her exposed cleavage. It takes conscious effort to breathe, to keep herself from begging him to take her right now. She was not even sure if it’s because she want to get this over with, anymore, or if it’s just because his touch, his voice, those self-assured words of his, are making her hot as hell. 

He leans in closer, and her lips tremble, anticipating the feel of his rough mouth against hers, the scratch of his stubble on her soft cheek. But he tilts his head, brings his lips beside her ear instead, and whispers, his breath hot on her neck as he does. 

Everything inside her seemed to melt. A burn started between her legs, and her hands curled around his muscular forearms in an effort to keep herself upright. 

He took her wrists and put her arms around his neck. Nudging her legs apart, he moved between them. Hand on her bottom, he slid me closer until her mound rubbed against his th!ck erection making her ache underneath. 

When she gasped at the pleasure surging through her, he simply took the kiss deeper, his grip implacable. By the time he pulled back, she was trembling all over; her hands dug into his wide shoulders so tightly her fingers ached. The room seemed to throb in time with her whole lower half. 

His eyes crinkled when she just looked at him, unable to speak. Cupping her cheek, he sucked on her lower lip, drawing it into his mouth, his tongue sliding across it. And when he released her, a wicked smile told her that he was thinking of putting his mouth elsewhere. Her n*pples tightened into hard buds. 

Pushing his jeans down, he gripped his sh@ft, stepping out of the jeans. Her gaze went to his cock. He saw her eyes widen at his length. 

Nathan Astrid was used to the reaction. Plenty of women were surprised by his large length. He’d been blessed in many areas, especially with a big d*ck. Fisting his length, he smeared his pre-cum around the tip. His foreskin was pulled back with the force of his arousal. Mariah licked her lips, and he inhaled the fragrance of her heat in the air. 

Mariah had been suffering for a long time. Something pure and animalistic rolled over him, filling him from the center outwards with the need to claim her. Kneeling on the bed he chuckled as she slid back. Gripping her ankle he tugged her close. “You’re not going to escape me,” he said, smiling. He was directly above her p*ssy. Mariah started struggling. 

Holding her thighs down, Nathan returned his attention to her greedy c*nt. She was desperate for a hard f*cking. He closed the distance and sucked her pearl into his mouth. Mariah cried out, Her body tensing as he sucked her c*it into his mouth. Her cream leaked out of her pussy. Circling her c*nt, he felt her essence soaking his fingers. Releasing her clit, he slid his tongue down to lick her before moving back up to nibble on her cl*t. Her hands were fisted in the bed. 

“Oh God,” she said, screaming out.Her body was on fire , Flicking her clit, he felt her come apart within seconds. She screamed, jerking off the bed as her orgasm claimed her. 

Smiling, he stroked her bud with his fingers as he slid between her thighs. Gripping his cock, he pressed the length between her folds, coating his cock with her cum. Her hand went to his arm resting by her waist. He bent down, claiming her lips. She moaned, opening up to his kiss. Nathan teased her lips with his tongue, wanting her to open up. 

Mariah gave him entry, and he plundered her mouth, meeting her tongue with his. Leaving his cock, he grabbed her hand, pressing them to the bed above her head. Locking their fingers together, Nathan deepened the kiss. Fucking left his mind as he took the kiss she gave him. She moaned, pressing up against him. His shaft bumped her clit, and she cried out. 

Slowly, he pumped his hips, bumping her clit with every thrust. Mariah's legs opened wide, giving him the space he needed. Breaking from her lips, he kissed down to her neck, biting on her pulse. Nathan didn’t break her skin even though he wanted to more than anything. Instead, he sucked on her neck, marking her skin. 

Leaving one of her hands, he gripped his shaft, needing to be inside her more than anything else. He guided his cock to her entrance. Sucking on her neck, he felt her writhe underneath him. She looked consumed by pleasure. With the tip inside her cunt, he gripped her hip and slammed inside her in one hard thrust. feeling the hard probe between her thighs. Then she screamed as in one hard thrust, he tore through her virginity. All the pleasure came crashing down as the pain took over. 

Nathan captured her hands and swallowed her cries, kissing her. Tears filled her eyes, and she couldn’t believe how painful it was. Of course, she knew it could be painful, but she hadn’t exactly realized how much. 

“Shit, fuck, I’m so sorry. I’ve got you, Ria. I’ve got you ” Nathan coaxed as he was left unmoving inside of her. 

His words soothed her pain, along with his kisses and continuous thrusts deep inside of her. This was the best and worst experience of her life. 

***** 

 The rest of the night passed in a blur of different positions. She had never heard of a man that could get hard again so quickly after orgasming. He was like Superman. She'd have to nickname him Superman with the miracle tongue. He had her on the bed, on the couch, in the shower, on the floor. He fucked her hard, slow and in-between.

He pleasured her with his fingers, his tongue and his cock and she screamed and shouted as if she were on a rollercoaster; which she suppose she was. She was on the rollercoaster ride of her life. She knew she'd be sore the next day, but she didn’t care.

They finally fell asleep at about four am. She awoke at five, needing to go to the bathroom and that’s when she decided to leave. She grabbed her dress and pulled it on slowly as she stared at his sleeping body on the bed.

He was a fine specimen of a man. And he was obviously a dog if he was so quick to have a one night stand, but she knew that was unfair of her as she'd chosen to have a one night stand as well. She crept out of his room, feeling high on life and incredibly satisfied. 

She just had her first one night stand and it had been everything she'd thought it would be. In fact, it had been even better than she had thought it would be. She wished she could tell her ex fiancee about what she'd done.

She wanted to call him and tell him that he’d been wrong about her. She wasn’t a prude. She wasn’t scared of sex. She was a confident, sexy woman. She'd just fucked a hot stranger.

Coupled with the fact that she wasn’t ashamed at all. She didn’t even care that she didn’t know his name and it didn’t matter. She'd never see him again. She'd gotten what she came here for and he’d gotten his and now they could both move on with their lives.