Alison pov

He gulped his drink in one sweet move while staring at me and his eyes bore through mine like he could see through me. He took my hand and led me out of the bar and into his car.

Some would say I was very careless for entering a strangers car in the middle of the night but I didn't care. I just wanted to forget what I had seen just for this night. I needed freedom.

We stopped at a luxurious hotel not too far from the bar and we got out of the vehicle. When we checked in, he led me into the elevator. He pressed the last floor and I watched him in silence.

“One more time.” The handsome stranger said. “Once I start, there's no turning back.” I held on to his challenging stare, determined to see this through.

“I won't stop you. You can do whatever you want with me.” Something inside him snapped, I saw it in the way his jaw clenched, in the sudden, almost violent precision of his movements. His hand came to the back of my neck, not rough but commanding, pulling me into him until there was no space left to breathe.

His mouth crashed against mine, and I tasted his lust and desire. At that moment, the whole world dissolved around us. All I knew was that there was only the press of his body, the heat of his breath, the way his grip told me I’d walked into a game I wasn't sure I would come out unscathed from.

When he lifted me, my legs wrapped around him without thought. We crashed back against the elevator wall, the impact shivering through me, the sound of our breathing ragged in the quiet.

He broke the kiss only to look at me, really look, as if memorizing the exact second before he ruined me.

“You wanted to forget,” he said, his voice a low growl. “Then I’ll make sure you remember nothing but me.” I couldn't form a single sentence. I just nodded at him, holding on to him so I wouldn't fall.

He was strong. I knew if I did fall, he would catch me.

The elevator door dinged open and we walked out, me still in his arms as he carried me like precious cargo. I turned my head and looked around the penthouse, but I didn't have the chance to look at it for long as my back pressed against the wall and he slammed his lips to mine again.

This kiss wasn't slow, it was hard, rough and filled with pent up desire and lust. My hands tangled in his hair. No man had made me feel like this before. No man had touched me and I lost all my coherent thoughts.

He dropped me, still kissing me and in one sweet move, he ripped my dress off, leaving me in only my thong and bra. Then, he stepped back and looked at me.

I tried to hide my body with my hands but his hard gaze stopped me.

“Don't even think about it.” His sultry voice flooded my ears.

“I didn't do anything.” I said, my hands dropping to my side.

“You want to hide. There's no need to hide from me, baby. You're fucking beautiful. The bastard that made you cry doesn't know what he lost. But it's alright. I'll make sure after tonight, you don't remember that fucker’s face again.” He moved to me, ripping off his clothes one by one starting from his jacket.

“You'll only come when I let you, right princess?” He asked me and I nodded, too stunned by his body to say anything else. When he took off his shirt, I was shocked at how ripped he was.

His entire body was inked from his neck to his waistline. And when he took off his pants and his shorts, all the air left my lungs.

He was fucking huge. I swallowed, thinking how he could possibly fit into me. He must have read my mind because he laughed slowly.

“Don't worry, princess. I'll make sure you take all of me.” When he got to me, he ripped my bra off my body and then, he carried me towards his bedroom, placing me gently on his bed. His eyes roamed my body, the only barrier I had was the flimsy thong I had worn for that bastard.

He must have noticed me staring because he leaned closer, his breath brushing my ear. “Every time you close your eyes after tonight, you’ll feel me. You’ll hear me. And you’ll remember that you asked for this.”

My chest rose and fell in quick bursts, my heart hammering as he hovered over me. His gaze swept over me like a brand, igniting something deep and reckless.

When his mouth met mine again, the kiss was slower, more deliberate, a claim. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me deeper, until my thoughts dissolved into nothing but sensation.

His mouth left mine and trailed kisses down my neck, stopping at my breast as he closed his mouth on one nipple. His one hand kneaded the other breast while the other hand trailed towards my thong.

His hand dipped into my thong and found my pussy.

“Fuck, you're so wet for me, princess. You're so wet for a stranger. I wonder what you'd taste like.” Then, he moved, settling himself between my legs. He pulled my thong aside and watched my pussy pump in anticipation of what was to come. He brought his nose towards my pussy and inhaled.

“Fuck baby, you smell amazing.” Without warning, his mouth attacked my pussy, sucking, licking and eating me out like I was his last meal. I thrashed against his bed, my mind in a haze as he ate me out. He added two fingers and I saw stars. When I came down from my high, he moved up to kiss me, making me taste myself on his lips.

“What do you want, baby?” He asked me.

“You… inside me. Please.” He settled between my legs and in one swift move, he was inside me. I felt a sharp pain, uncomfortable at first and then it turned into something more.

“Are you alright?” He asked me gently and I stared at him

“I thought you don't do gentle sex. Fuck me, stranger. I know you want to.” Like I activated his dark side, he started thrusting into me with wild abandon. Every thrust pushed me closer to the end, every kiss made my body shiver from lust.

I was close. I could feel it. His hands slipped between us and touched my clit and I saw stars. Before long, after a few thrusts, he followed me.

We lay there sated and I didn't know when I fell asleep, tired in his arms.