Chapter 5
CHAPTER 5
ASHLEY
I should have walked away. What on earth was I thinking? This man is trouble. I already know that as he directs his wicked gaze the length of my body.
I am almost naked in a stranger’s hotel room, and he is already naked, with lustful intent flashing from his darkened gaze. I’m scared, terrified even, but curiosity mixed with betrayal is making my decision easy for me.
It will be him.
It’s not even the money that decided my fate. It wasn’t the pain of seeing my fiancé with a man. Not the rejection I wrapped myself in as I fled his hotel room and not the pain of losing our life savings. This isn’t about the five hundred thousand dollars either, even though his promise of a life-changing amount will cover my debt to Edward and give me a new beginning.
It’s him.
The dark knight staring at me with a hunger that excites me. The promise of an experience that will never come my way again and, for one night only, I will shed my principles, pack away any misgivings, and learn exactly what all the fuss is about.
He drags that heavy lusty gaze down my body and it’s as if every part of me reacts. I have never seen a man like him before and certainly not looking as if he wants to devour me. But my body has its own agenda and is offering him a written invitation as it blooms under his heavy consideration.
He reaches for my panties, and I swear a delicious burst of heat accompanies his touch as he pulls them away from my body and lifts them to his face, inhaling deeply in a shocking display of depravity. He grins as he tosses them to the floor along with my dress and then reaches for my bra, making short work of adding it to the pile.
He stares at me with the promise of debauchery and, rather than being embarrassed and ashamed, I love it.
Tonight, I am stepping away from the person who walked into his hotel room and will become somebody else entirely.
The new me.
The woman who makes her own decisions and is taking charge of her life. He believes he is buying me and his money tempting me into doing something any ordinary girl would be appalled at. But I am using this opportunity for my own agenda. I am using him , and that brings a soft smile to my face as I wait for his next move.
He moves fast.
He reaches down and wraps his hand around my neck, and pulls me roughly toward him, his lips descending on mine in a frenzy of ownership.
Our tongues collide and he invades my mouth like an advancing general, sweeping away any resistance and stamping his possession on previously uncharted territory.
A small moan escapes me as his hand drifts lower and his thumb presses against my swollen clit and my legs part as if he has the key and waits for something it has only dreamed of until now.
He growls, “You are so wet, angel. I love that.”
I resist answering him back because I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to. I am too far gone on a journey I couldn’t turn back from if I tried.
He turns his attention to my breasts and sucks one at a time into his wicked mouth as he teases my nipples to stiff peaks. His thumb presses against my clit as his finger plunges deep inside me and I gasp as delirious heat gushes from between my legs and his growl of appreciation gives me a power I wasn’t expecting.
My eyes are half closed and my lashes flutter against my cheeks as his wicked mouth moves lower and rests against my stomach.
One finger becomes two and I push down on them, desperate for more, because it’s not nearly enough.
His mouth moves lower, and I groan as his tongue replaces his thumb, and he sucks my swollen clit into his mouth and sucks gently, causing me to push up against his sinful mouth.
Nobody has done this to me before and I never appreciated how amazing sin can be as something is happening to my body that I have no control over.
It’s as if I am climbing a mountain and anticipating the view. Desperate to reach the summit, but the minute I reach the top, there is another mountain behind it. It’s building anticipation of something so marvelous it will take my breath away and I am crushed when he pulls away and says thickly, “Come with me.”
He grasps my wrists and pulls me roughly from the couch, and I’m not even embarrassed as we walk naked into another room.
I barely register the huge bed waiting for us, dripping in black silk sheets that are caressed by fur throws and I tremble as he pushes me down against the luxurious fabric and openly stares at my trembling body.
His huge cock dances before my eyes as he grasps it in his hand and pumps it hard, his eyes loaded with desire as he stares at my shivering body.
He turns and tears a condom from the packet and, staring deep into my eyes, he rolls it down the length of his throbbing cock.
“Last chance, angel,” he whispers hoarsely as he stares at me with deepening darkness and I gasp, “Do it.”
His wicked grin should have me cowering in terror, but I love it. It excites me and as I stare at the muscles straining against the ink covering his body, I almost believe I have died and gone to heaven.
He doesn’t even hesitate and as his cock presses against my sodden entrance, he stares unashamedly into my eyes.
I tense as he presses the tip inside and his soft answer reassures me. “Relax, angel. Great pleasure follows intense pain.”
Pain. I know a lot about that, and I bite my lower lip and nod. “I’m ready.”
A flicker of something different lights his eyes as he stares at me. If I had to label it, I would almost call it concern, and his voice is like silk caressing my wounded soul as he whispers, “You can change your mind.”
“No!” My voice is loud and direct and my eyes glitter with tears as I say huskily, “I want this. I, well, I want it to be you. Please.”
I hate the needy shake in my voice as I beg him to ruin me, and yet it excites me when his eyes flash and he pushes in a little more. His thumb presses against my clit and a wave of wet heat drenches the tip of his cock and his low groan causes me to relax a little as he growls, “Fuck, baby, I want you so much.”
His words give me a power I wasn’t expecting and my smile dances across my lips as I whisper, “Then what are you waiting for?”
I scream in agony as he pushes in fast and hard, taking me by surprise as he invades a space that doesn’t usually receive visitors. The pain is excruciating as he tears a hole through my virgin walls and breaks into unchartered territory.
A pained sob escapes that he captures in his mouth and as he pushes in harder, my body spirals into shock at the invasion.
He bites down on my lower lip, effectively concentrating my senses on a different kind of pain and as my pussy clenches around his cock, a different feeling replaces the pain. It adjusts to his size and unfurls like a flower as his cock dances in my ruined virginity. His kisses are softer, less passionate, almost loving, and as he moves slowly inside me, I groan at the delicious sensation his cock creates.
It’s as if we are the only ones on the planet. Two souls united for a moment of stolen pleasure. Two bodies who are delighting in sensation and will walk away as strangers after an intimacy that only they will know about. It empowers me. I feel powerful and as I adjust to my situation, I become a woman properly for the first time. Now I have the power, the knowledge, and the experience and I already know my life will never be the same again.