Kimberly

“Let’s get out of here,” he growled, moving his hands down to grab my waist.

My body reacted immediately to the soft touch. It wasn't even anything sexual but my body knew what was coming and hell, it couldn't wait.

“Why?” I asked tilting my head a little. I mean, I only got here like a couple of minutes ago and uh— scrap that, I just do not want to appear like a cheap girl.. if that makes any sense.

His eyes told me he knew I was just trying to play hard to get. He pulled me closer, his lips grazing mine as he whispered, “I want to fuck you and you want to be fucked. Do we need any more reason?”

That was it— the older man sauce. The hardcore transparency.

A smirk formed right on my lips and just as I bit my lower lip, he dove right in and kissed me.

His tongue was fucking my mouth with dominant strokes, making my knees weak. With one hand on my ass and the other on the back of my neck, he imprisoned me to his delicious assault.

He slid a warm hand round the nape of my neck as his other hand pulled me against his stunningly hard body, teasing me. He tilted my head to expose my neck. Slowly, his lips press against my sensitive skin.

This is already more intimate than anything that has ever happened to me and I can't even deny it.

He's probably this free because it's a private club but what if... What if he's married?

Not wanting to ruin my night with that big question, I let him kiss me.

This stranger consumed me with only a kiss and I could feel my heart leap in fear. I was scared of this intensity, this lust, this irresistible need for him… I pushed him back a little to catch my breath.

"Let's get out of here." This time, it wasn't a question... It was an order.

I wasn't sure how but we kissed right until we got into the car. There was uh— there was a driver and so it was just the both of us.

He gave me a lopsided grin before licking his bottom lip in a hypnotizing way. "I like me an insatiable girl."

Uh... What is that supposed to mean? I'm kidding, I know what it means.

I've just uh— I've just not heard someone say they like it. Ethan used to complain all the time of how high my libido is and how I really should take a chill pill but who couldn't control himself and laid with someone else?

Him.

Him, not me.

Letting an anticipatory grin on my face, I took out my phone to message Anna

ME: I think I found the one thing I wouldn't do on a regular day. Wish me luck.

We stopped in front of a mansion and my jaw dropped when he got the door for me.

"I need you to loosen up and just enjoy the rest of the night. Can you do that for me?"

Oh my God. I nodded.

"So now, fuck whatever it is your ex did t you."

"I should never have admitted it," I laughed, not exactly feeling judged.

His eyes gave me shivers… the best kind. I felt the throbbing need between my legs with just one look from him. I stopped breathing, waiting for what was coming next.

He stretched his hands, giving me a platter to place mine.

I did, following him. I was a little tipsy but I knew exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it.

As soon as we stepped inside, my back found the wall with his lips on mine. His hands roamed over my body hungrily as he lifted me off the floor.

I expected him to ask if I wanted a drink... or food or maybe just have a make small-talk for a while but that wasn't on his list, I guess.

I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my legs around him.

He held me right in place like I was made to be in his arms. His mouth lowered to the curve of my neck, where his lips grazed my skin. I leaned into him, arching against him reflexively.

The kiss deepened until it was clear that I was going to explode.

He dropped me gently and moved his fingers leisurely down the length of my legs.

I arched my back with a loud moan at the first contact of his fingers to my wet panties.

"Don't you like that, Kim?"

I moaned, wondering when my name slipped off my mouth but with his fingers just in the right place, I moaned again... This time spreading my legs.

I moaned with the sensation of his mouth on me, feeling drunk as he sucked my folds into his mouth before he lifted his head, "Did he ever eat you out this good?"

His fingers were teasing my opening as his tongue did the same to my clit. I dove my fingers into his hair, arching my back to the sensation and cried out my orgasm the moment he thrust two fingers inside me. "You need a better memory of being fucked, kindly."

Before I could return to my senses, I felt another orgasm building up deep inside me from his relentless tongue and insistent fingers on my g-spot. “Oh… shit... Yes! Argh, fuck yes."

"I'm going to show you something you'll like."

My mouth was still parted as he grabbed a condom from night stand.

I did as I was told, waiting in anticipation for the moment I would feel him.

I turne, waiting on my fours for the promise of something I'd like.

He fisted my hair just in that moment and jerked me back to his chest, a loud groan got free from my throat.

"You're going to cum for me," he continued. The domination, the sudden roughness in his moves after being gentle put my senses on alert.

He hit the right spot inside me with one rough stroke and that made my mouth drop.

"You deserve this," he told me through gritted teeth, thrusting his hips into me harder. "But you deserve something else."