Chapter 43
He truly didn’t have to ask me twice. However, I, on the other hand, had to ask myself if this was a dream I had concocted in my head. Maybe I had truly slipped into some sort of drunken stupor when I was pretending to be drunk, and now I was completely imagining things that weren’t there.
However, as he stared at me and beckoned, I had to admit that maybe, just maybe, this was real. Maybe he was in my messy apartment, beckoning to me and inviting me to ride his mouth and cock.
I looked around nervously but given all the ways I had already fumbled tonight; I didn’t waste his time. Instead, I headed over to the bed and couldn’t help but realize just how patient of a person he was. It was such a deep contrast to how I had first perceived him on that first day when he had literally tried to run me off. But now, here we are. I was drunk texting him, and he was responding and even making himself at home in my crap of an apartment. Maybe it was the liquor that was suddenly spurring the warm, sweet feeling within me at this moment, but I couldn’t help but let my guard down around him.
“I’m sorry about the drunken text,” I said as I let my arms fall down by my side and then headed over to the bed.
He watched me, and under his intense gaze, I began to slip the straps of my dress down. I still couldn’t believe how I had exposed myself before him earlier in front of the door. How absolutely wanton and shameless I was before him. But the fire he lit inside of me I couldn’t explain.
“You didn’t have to come check up on me,” I told him. “I didn’t expect you to. But thank you. I appreciate it.”
His gaze lingered on my breasts, taking them in, and then his eyes met mine.
“You know I like you, right? Romantically?”
My heart literally stopped in my chest. I didn’t have the courage to nod. All I could do was stare at him like the dream that he was and hope that he understood just how I felt.
“I’m sure that despite what we had planned, it’s abundantly clear to us both that this is not a one-time thing. I mean, I don’t think I’d tolerate this kind of shenanigans from anyone else.”
“I know,” I replied.
“I’m down to keep going,” he said. “But I need honesty and loyalty. That’s all I ask. I don’t like to be lied to, and I don’t like to be manipulated for any reason.”
I nodded as I pulled the dress down, and it slid down my hips.
“I understand.”
His eyes roved down my body, and I couldn’t believe how wonderful I felt under his gaze. Soon, I was left with only the skimpy thong on, and I couldn’t help hooking my index finger into it and playing with the strap. This caught and held his complete attention, but impressively, he continued his admonition to me without missing a beat.
“What do you say?” he asked, and then his gaze lifted to mine. “You want to give this a go with me? See how far we can go?”
I stopped then and truly paid attention.
I could stop then and just simply assume he was referring to a fling, but something told me, as he watched me, that it wasn’t quite what he was saying. It was hard to believe, but for once, I wanted to believe. I had already fooled myself beyond comprehension, so what was this one move? What was this one risk? What was this one attempt to be truly, wholly, and completely honest with him?
“By giving this a go… you mean - a fling?”
“Maybe,” he replied. “A fling, definitely. Maybe more. Let’s see how far we can go. That is, if you want to, of course.”
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. I mean, it wasn’t explicitly all that I wanted to hear, but it was everything.
“Um… “ I started nodding even before the words formed in my throat. “Yes. I mean… yeah. I’d really love that.”
Then he said, ”Get over here,” and I couldn’t help the way my heart swelled. It almost hurt to remain in my chest, but there was no way I could pull it out and show it to him. Show him how deliriously happy I was that he had given us both a chance for this. It turned out that my flights of lunacy earlier had all worked out in my favor. Who would have freaking known?
He led me to straddle him, and as my sex connected with the hardness and warmth of his body, I felt myself moan. I loved everything about him, from how he looked to the way he felt and how he smelled underneath me. He was just truly a freaking dream.
“Kiss me,” he said, and I immediately obliged. Leaning forward, I cradled his face in my hands and then angled my head to connect my lips to his. It was immensely intense but yet so sweet that I couldn’t contain it. He delved into my mouth like he owned every part of me, and my heart responded like it completely believed it.
The taste of alcohol from me mixed with the minty freshness of him and it was just a moment that made me feel like I was floating, as though I had reached a state of contentment that I hadn’t even been aware could exist. Yet here he was, and here we were, and it was freaking blowing my mind.
His hand moved up and down my body, shaping my curves, stroking across some goose-pimpled flesh as though committing all of it to memory. I loved every bit of his touch and the taste of skin as I moved down his lips, across the harsh contours of his jawline, and down his neck. He was so virile, so gorgeously male, and it turned me on in a way that rendered every other source of intoxication useless.
I looked directly into his eyes then and felt connected in a way that I couldn’t explain. But I knew it was what I wanted, perhaps more than anything else in the entire world. And to think, I had rejected him back at the restaurant when he had first approached me.
Just like him, I truly didn’t know how things would turn out between us at the end of the day, but the chance to feel this way about him, about another human being, was unbelievably and unfathomably magical.
“So,” he said, his lips forming the most gorgeous smile. “You want to ride?”
”Yeah,” I replied as I writhed against him, unable to remain still.
”My mouth or my cock?” he asked matter-of-factly, and I couldn’t hide the blush that severely stained my cheeks.
I gave him some serious thought, just like he wanted, and decided that I wanted to start from his mouth. So, after slipping my thong off, I moved over, and I loved the way he grabbed my ass and lifted me. The force and swiftness of his actions added to the thrill and rush of it all, and by the time his lips covered my sex, I was already shaking all over. That first contact was indescribable. The shock that went through my system was so sweet and so heated that my back arched as I let out a long moan.
He had a way with his tongue, and he worked it inside of me in a way that made my eyes roll back into my head. He ate me out as though he couldn’t get enough of me, as though he savored every taste, every lick, and by the end of it, I was trembling all over. This was what I had wanted all along. This was why I hadn’t been able to get my mind off him even till tonight, and it was worth the complete fool I had made of myself.
”Guy,” I whimpered as my hips rolled against the suction of his lips and tongue. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but with the way he handled me, it wasn’t long before I completely lost control of myself.
Everything about this current position and the way we were with each other was so filthy and intimate that it touched my arousal and excitement beyond the point of normalcy. I had always considered myself as someone with a normal sex drive. I rarely thought of anything arousing, but so far, I couldn’t imagine myself not being intimate with him.
He was something out of the ordinary, and the pleasure this brought me kept the silliest of smiles on my face. I grabbed my breasts in my hands as I was overwhelmed in every fiber of my being. It felt as though even my very blood had turned into molten pleasure and it was too much to bear.
I kneaded the mounds and rode him until in no time my entire frame was tensing up. I wanted it to go a bit longer, but eventually, I couldn’t handle the pleasure anymore lest I lose my mind. He took me over the edge, and I fell, long and needless, into a bed of unfathomable satisfaction and euphoria. I came so hard I was sure I screamed, but more importantly, I couldn’t resist the hard grip of his hands on my thighs.
The force of him was everywhere around and I just couldn’t stop coming. Eventually and completely spent, I collapsed on top of him but at least had the good sense to roll off him so that we could catch our breath.
I tried to catch my breath, but it was to no avail, so I stared up at the ceiling, longing for him. Eventually, he rolled on top of me, and I watched his gorgeous face as he pulled his briefs off.
I couldn’t help but reach out to grab his gorgeous taut ass. I was so contented, so mesmerized that I couldn’t help my smile as I watched him. He didn’t smile, but I could feel the equal pleasure on his face as he watched me, as though I was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. I had wanted to ride him, but I was completely out of strength, and so when he parted my thighs and stroked the head of his erect gorgeous cock through my sex, I couldn’t hold back my gasp.
He knew just what the anticipation did to me. He knew just how to tease me in a way that overwhelmed me with emotion even more before he was inside of me, and I loved every moment of it. He took his time sliding into me, holding my gaze with every passing moment until he was fully sheathed inside of me.
I stretched out fully, although my knees were raised to hold him even closer, and my hand was lost in his gorgeous dark hair. I loved how his eyes briefly closed and then how, as he savored the exquisite feeling of being inside of me, I held his face then and leaned forward to kiss him. He tasted even impossibly sweeter, but I was forced to come to a halt when he began to move.
Controlling his strength, he pulled away from me until he arrived at the entrance and then, grabbing my hips in that dangerously hard way of his to hold me in place, he slammed into me, and I gasped out in wonder. It felt so freaking good; he felt so freaking good, and all I could do was hold on tight to maintain some semblance of balance of myself. It felt like I was floating, completely bombarded and overtaken by indescribable pleasure.
I had expected us to be a bit rougher, but perhaps all that urgency had been sated earlier in the day in his office. Now, this was the equivalent of savoring an entire decadent cake, one that you had been waiting for so long. There was no rush, just the complete melding of two souls as perfectly as was possible. A little while later, when the pleasure became too intense, he picked up his pace.
I held on then for the ride and unfortunately noticed for the very first time how creaky my bed was. It was a bit distracting, but when suddenly he slammed into me, hitting that sweet spot inside, I lost my mind. From then onward, all I could do was pay rapt attention until once again I was coming so hard I lost complete awareness of who and where I was. It was an unbelievable full-body orgasm, and it rocked me to my very bones. Equally as wonderful was the fact that this time around, he came with me.
I loved the loud, tortured sound of his moans as he released into me, filling me up with his seed in the most sensual way possible. He held me so tightly, as though he couldn’t believe I was real. The sweet nothings he whispered into my ears were so heartwarming I felt as though I was melting on the bed.
“Fuck, Hannah,” he breathed my name over and over again. “You’re unbelievable.”
He kissed me over and over again. He didn’t pull away like I had thought that he would but instead, he continued to rock into me, extending the pleasure, maintaining our connection. At the end of the day, and with both of us beyond famished from our very long day, he once again gave me one last sweet kiss and cuddled me in his arms.
Unlike last night, there was no point now in leaving or moving away. I was in my own bed, and if anyone should be leaving or moving, it should be him. However, there was absolutely no mention of doing that, so I was immensely relieved and allowed myself to be cocooned so warmly and wonderfully in his arms until I too was overtaken by the alcohol and exhaustion of the day, as well as his intoxicating scent.
In no time, and as I listened to the sound of his heartbeat, I was fast asleep as well.