Prologue

A strong, irritating sensation came flashing in the eyes of the man who was still hazy upon suddenly being woken up by a light, dampening his sensitive eyelids with a familiar warmth. As he opened his eyes, a sophisticated ceiling laced with wooden elements greeted his blurry sight.

Regaining a clear vision, he soon realizes that he was still in the VIP room of the club, Ethan owned. His right palm was raised to block the peeking sunlight from the white curtains.

"Damn. That was a nice dream" he uttered as he reminisced about what he had dreamt.

It was still vivid in his mind, but the image of the woman he was with was as clear as crystal. He felt something different. Something he had never experienced before.

No matter how he was seduced, be it naked or anything, he was never aroused. Sure, he did pleasure himself countless times before. But none of it tops the pleasure that woman gave him.

And by top, he meant the literal. 

"That woman…damn, she was riding me." He couldn't help but blush as he remembered how he watched from below, the naked figure of a woman kissing him and riding his manhood on top. Suddenly, he felt the heat, especially the slight tickle coming from his thing in between his thighs. He was aroused, and that was just by thinking of her.

Can't resist the urge, he was about to ease himself when he noticed something.

He was naked! 

"What? I never slept fully unclothed before…" he could no longer continue his thoughts when he caught a glimpse of his clothes scattered messily across the room's furnished floor. There, he finally realized the truth.

"Fuck. That wasn't a dream…" he gasped, unconsciously covering his mouth in shock. Memories of what happened that night came rushing in like a flash flood, triggering the reddened ears of his to worsen.

He immediately turned to his side, hoping to see her beside him. She wasn't there anymore. He ran to the bathroom. Still, she was no longer there. His shoulders crashed as he went back to bed and covered himself with a blanket.

***

"What? Who are you? Who let you in?"

"Ssshh. It's too noisy~" Before he could retaliate, he was surprised to see the woman who suddenly barged into his room trying to undress. Shocked, but it wasn't unusual for him. He had prior encounters of women suddenly barging into his rooms without notice and seducing him by way of flaunting nakedness.

The light wasn't on in the first place as he was quite sensitive to it. However, the room was still slightly lit by the glimmering rays of the moon reflected by the large windows. 

As per usual, he took a heavy sigh and went near her, attempting to fix her blazer back to her shoulders. The woman refused to do so and tried to remove it back again, much to the man's dismay.

"Miss. Compose yourself and leave. You can't–" he stopped convincing her when she suddenly raised her head and accidentally met his eyes. Coincidentally, the moon's rays illuminated the spot where both of them stood, making him truly conceive the image of the lady in front of him.

She was beautiful, indeed. She had waist-length wavy hair that fully draped on her small back. She had a small and petite figure, with the tip of her head just barely reaching the height of his shoulder frame. Long, thick eyelashes encircled her attractive, doe-like eyes that looked at him with something he couldn't comprehend.

Her eyes…the way she looked at him wasn't pure lust and obsession, the very look women he previously met gave him. Despite her rosy cheeks and the heat emitting from her body, she looked at him rather..innocently. 

Obsessed, my ass. It was the other way around. More like, he was the one drawn to her gaze.

And the next thing he knew, he was lying on the bed, with her on top. The blazer was no longer hugging her body. Her black string top was the only thing she was wearing on top. 

"Ugh. It's so hot~ Why is it so hot~" She complained and attempted to remove the top, causing panic in the poor man who was still lost in thoughts.

"Is she drunk?" He thought as the scent of a tequila passed through his nostrils. But he knew the drink wasn't the only thing that was weird. There was something in the air. So stimulating…

"Ooh fuck!" He unconsciously moaned as he felt something touch the surface of his manhood. The woman was stroking him slowly. Her touch was so invigorating that immediately, he was awakened to arousal. His tight pants became suffocating to the building bulge in between his thighs, as if it was desperate for her continuous, gentle touch.

It didn't stop there as she totally unzipped his pants, releasing his raging beast, already drowning with pre-cum. Initially, he thought that he would be embarrassed, but his mind was fully occupied with nasty things.

He wanted her touch. He wanted her hands to touch his. He wanted her to stroke him. He wanted her to pleasure him, something he had never desired from others up until now.

And so she did.

"Fuck. Yeah, don't stop…" he was getting breathless and his eyes could no longer stay awake. For the second time, he cummed, and it wasn't his hands doing the deed this time. 

Before he could recover, the woman, still driven by heat, has successfully removed all the clothes she wore. Unaware, he found himself stripped off of his white polo shirt, with the lady’s hands stroking his raw, muscular, toned body, sending shivers down to his core.

Under the luminescence of the moon, her naked body on top of him shone brightly in his eyes. 

"Ahh…Hmmm…." Despite her small figure, she had such a rather curvy body, with a tiny waist and a chest that fitted perfectly into his hands as if it was molded for him to touch. As he played with her nipples, she breathlessly moaned in pleasure.

Every little touch of his earned a sweet moan from her, and that made him even more excited. Seeing his beast come to life once again, the woman positioned herself and suddenly jammed it into her flower without warning.

"Ahhh ahhh you're so big~ hmmm!" Her words were the trigger. The words that she might have uttered unconsciously, were magic for the man to take into action. She was jumping on top of him, causing shrieking noises whenever their skin made contact. 

He, who was never aroused even at the sight of a naked woman before, was lying helplessly as he watched a certain lady riding him, with such a face whom he viewed to have successfully seduced him. She wasn’t that voluptuous nor drop-dead gorgeous, but her beauty had a nerve-wracking effect on him. Every touch she made on different parts of his body was electrifying and tender.

Fully consumed by the newly-discovered feeling and pleasure, his hands unconsciously reached to her waist. Held with both of his hands, he moved faster, earning another round of moans from both of their trembling lips.

"Faster please…Ahh there! Just right there! Hmmp!" 

He thrust even faster and harder. Engrossed by the heat and tension ensuing between them, the woman nearly collapsed from the immense feeling in between her thighs as she met him if it weren’t for his arms supporting her.

"Fuck, I'm cumming…"the man uttered in between shaky breaths. It wasn't too long before both reached their peak, with the woman finally collapsing on his chest.

***

"Crap. I didn't even get her name nor her number". He was in disbelief as he realized his lapse. However, his sadness didn't last too long when he caught sight of a tiny paper on the corner of the bedside table.

"Architect Murphy Jayden?" She's an architect? He suddenly remembered the appearance of the woman. She was wearing a business suit overalls last night. He turned the card and saw the affiliated company of the holder. 

McDaniels Design…Quite familiar…

His smile turned brighter when a thought suddenly passed his mind. He took the towel neatly placed on a nearby chair and wrapped it around his waist before reaching for his phone.

It didn't take too long for the person to answer.

"Caius? Wassup?"

"Ethan, bro. You gotta congratulate me"

"Huh? Why?" The man on the other side who was busy sorting papers in his office queried. Meanwhile, his question made him smirk in excitement and anticipation. He took a few seconds of calming down before he could utter the news to his friend.

"Damn bro…I got railed..."

Architect Murphy Jayden…you had better prepare yourself, milady.

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