Veldana

It's like he knew exactly what I was thinking but no way!"No, that's too extreme"

Silence as he twisted his lips and suddenly dart his gaze to the window adjacent us.

"Are you in a relationship?" I quickly as like I was interested when I'm just trying not to be a sinner by doing the same thing as my fiance...ex.

He looked at me, like he was reading through my instinct, my dark intentions.

I've promised myself to be laid tonight by cadence but I guess someone else might do that.

I can't control myself again.

"What do you want?" He asked in a subtle tone as his hand had gone to the small of my back, his eyes traced me back.

"Ruin me...I just want to forget about tonight"

"You're drunk"

"It's what I want, I've made my mind"

"I can't. You have a life ahead of you princess. You need to have sex with someone you love and want to get committed to" he muttered completely opposite the character I expected.

Is he lecturing me now?

I slapped my thighs in disappointment.

"Commitment? Where have that led us to? My fiance is cheating and your ex wife left you despite being perfect" I spew out subconsciously while running my fingers through my hair, scattering the bun he made.

Speaking of which, Lena was meant to be with him wherever he was but she decided to visit her mother without his consent.

He scoffed unbelievably as he took my hands off my head.

"I don't want you to regret it. I know you just want him to feel jealous..."

"I won't. I'm not a kid"

"And I'm way older" he mutters straightening my hair like he's obsessed with it.

"A hot one" I whispered folding my lips as he snickers just shrugging his shoulders while I was blushing.

"It hurts doesn't it? I mean she's literally taking your daughter away from you and soon everything you own"

"Love always hurt princess but..." He paused and turned to look at me.

"You just have to survive and see it as another battle"

I can't with this man. He's hypnotizing me and...

I smeared my lips on his lightly, to end the conversation before pulling back.

"I'm sorry, I never meant that"

"Stop apologizing"

"Sorry" I said accidentally in between my teeth and before I could blink an eye, he captured my lips, part them softly, his tongue entangled mine as he naps out every breath in me.

Gosh! He's a hot kisser, his hand jolt me closer to him and I threw my hands around his neck, moaning, goosebumps on my skin.

It's just for a night and I promise to forget about it.

He terminated the kiss and pinned his head on mine.

"What are you doing to me little one?"

I gulped as my lips trembles. I love the fact that he couldn't control himself as he buried his face on the crook of my neck, sucking the skin there.

"Just fulfilling my cravings" I whispered as his hands moved to my thighs as he pulls me to sit on his thighs.

My pussy brush his cock and I felt it harden, it so hot.

I know it's wrong but I want this man.

The alcohol was suddenly taking effect the last scenes I could recall was falling to a large bed, my legs spread and a shirtless man on me, with hands moving all over my body while I moaned his name widely.

And before my eyes shut, I caught sight of a tattoo...a very familiar one that had haunted me since a teenager.

***

The harsh ray from the florescent lights which bath my face had me squinting my eyes.

I let out a soft growl feeling weak and so recess.

My head ache and opening my eyes felt like I just turned blind and it took a while for me to get a glimpse of an off-white curtain.

The temperature here was moderate and my head was still spinning over the event that transpired.

For a moment, I sat paused on the large master bed with my eyes grazing through the room and then back at my body!

I'm wearing a large T-shirt and... slowly, I traced my palms to my thighs, I still had my panties on.

Did we really fuck?

I widened my eyes as the realization hits me when I could see flashes of my fingers digging into the black hair of Tyler.

Lena will hate me yet I crave to see him one last time before leaving.

He wasn't here but breakfast was already served on the mini table beside the bed.

Tea and pancakes and toasted breads. My favorites. How did he know?

"Fuck!!" I screamed rolling from the bed and feeling embarrassed. It shouldn't have happened.

I was drunk.

In a haste, I tried searching for my luggage and I didn't even need to search, it was just beside the closet.

Swiftly, changing the outfit on me, I decided to leave but the morning breakfast beside the bed was tempting.

Just a bite will do.

And that bite led me eating everything on the tray and it's quite delicious that I let out a smile, giggling.

If only cadence could be this sweet.

With the last slice of toasted bread in my mouth, I creeped towards the door.

All it took was to turn the knob and get out but then it got opened from outside, and my breath hitched.

It's him, on a () and shorts, with wet hair, a towel draped over his broad shoulder.

Those deep mischievous blue eyes of his lock with mine in a way that I forgot my purpose.

He's just coming from the gym, I sense it. He looked as though he just caught me in an act.

"Running away princess?"

I kept looking up and up like he was a statue and I realized wasn't even reaching his collarbone.

Now I was seeing him clearing, his wrinkles which wasn't that obvious except when he squint his eyes and it's still adorable.

He was gesturing to me to speak but I just centered my mind on how his muscles rippled that my heart beats faster.

Stop veldana...focus on leaving at once.

I pout my lips, begging him at heart to stop calling me such fancy name and anything that might have happened was just for a night.

We'd never cross path because he lives here and I in Texas.

"Did...did we really fucked last night?" I asked totally away from the initial question as I need to face my curiosity.

He lean his head closer to mine that his breath harness the skin on my face while I cock my head slightly but with how close he was, I'm lost.

"What do you think?"

Flirt and cute.

I widened my eyes at him, feeling all shy while my cheeks were heated up.

My head wasn't wrapping around any cautious memory yet, as my stomach twitches.

"Oh no. What have I done. You should have controlled yourself"

His eyes danced in their sockets and there's a naughty smirk on his lips.

"Well, you hypnotized me and now...I think I'd be coming back for more"

His hand reached for my collar and like a lifeless object, he pulled me in like no other.

Only an inche separated me from him and his touch just keeps making me wet.

We exchanged breath, my lips part slightly and I widened my eyes frozen.

I was actually mad because I couldn't recall the night with him driving his cock inside my quivering pussy.

"We could have another session..."

"Argh!! Stop!" I screamed, pulled out from his hold, drag my luggage to squeeze myself through the door but he obstructed my path.

My body was betraying me, desiring to be touched again by this man but I need to leave.

"Relax, nothing serious happened..."

"Nothing serious? Oh please, I need to leave now!" I grumbled as everything felt like a mess in my head already.

He stretched his hand to touch me again but I moved back, panting and he gnashed his teeth, lowering that hand.

His eyes had that disappointed look but then he placed those hands in his pockets.

“Look,” I say, trying to sound casual, “I really need to get to my flight. I’ve already missed the check‑in.”

He grimanced at me.

"Do you regret it?"

"No, no, I don't. I'm just trying to be on a safe page so Lena doesn't find out, besides nothing serious happened right?"

He raked his left brows like a kid uncertain about his decision.

"Yeah?"

"Mr Tyler!!!"

I can tell he was trying to control his laughter but it came out as a grin.

"The only thing that didn't touch you was my dick and I plan on doing that soon"

He's so naughty! I gasped at him, shaking my head as his icy eyes lurched at me.

"Just let me go, Mr. Tyler" I concluded knowing we shouldn't be having this conversation yet I want him to go on with his nasty talk.

“Alright, I’ll let you through… on one condition.” He raises an eyebrow, a playful glink in his eye.

I raise an eyebrow back, curiosity winning over impatience. “What’s the condition?”