"Pour me your strongest alcohol." I said to the bartender as his eyes widened with surprise. My fingers tapped impatiently on the counter while the loud music in the bar thumped against my ears.

"You have drank up to five bottles and you want another bottle," he said.

I leaned forward slightly, my head spinning a little from the alcohol already running through my veins.

"Do your job and pour me another alcohol," I said as I passed him the cup.

"Did you lose your job or something?" he cut in.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I ran a hand through my hair.

"Course... I found out my fiancee was cheating on me with a hot television host," I said as he passed the drink.

The glass felt cold in my hand as I lifted it.

"Uh... I'm sorry," he said as I gulped down the alcohol.

The liquid burned down my throat, making me cough slightly.

"Sorry?" I chuckled. My shoulders lifted in a careless shrug. "There's no need to be sorry. I broke off the engagement. He can have the hot actress, or television host, or whatever," I scoffed.

I turned to my right and noticed a strange man in black staring at me. His aura was calm and his stare sent shivers down my spine. A strange chill ran through my body as our eyes met.

I gulped and walked towards him, my heels clicking softly on the floor.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked.

A smile formed on his face but he didn't answer. His calm expression made my chest tighten slightly.

"Are you mute? Can't you talk?" I asked.

"Did your boyfriend cheat on you Miss Greene?" he asked.

My eyes darkened as I stepped closer to him, my head felt hazy.

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

"I know a lot about you Miss Greene," he said. "Do you want to get back at him and make him feel the same pain?" he asked.

My fingers curled slightly at my sides as anger and hurt rushed through me again.

"Yes... yes I want him to regret what he did to me and feel the same pain I'm feeling," I said.

"I know something that will make you feel good," he said.

"What?" I asked, leaning closer.

"Follow me," he said as he stood up with a smile and walked out of the bar. I staggered behind him, trying to steady myself.

His car was parked opposite the bar. The cool night air brushed against my skin as we walked toward it.

He opened the door for me as I sat in the car. The leather seat felt cold against my legs. He entered and locked the door behind us.

"What can you do to make me feel good?" I asked.

Before I could say another word he dragged me closer and planted a soft kiss on my lips. My eyes furrowed as our lips crashed into each other. My breath caught slightly in my throat.

I didn't stop him.

I wanted more of him.

He carried me on his laps as he squeezed my ass. My hands dug into his hair as we ate our lips out, his bottom lip sucking mine. My heart pounded hard in my chest.

A moan escaped from my lips as he grabbed my ass tightly. My fingers tightened in his hair as my body reacted to his touch.

His hands found my breasts as he squeezed them hard. Another moan escaped from my mouth as I gasped, my back arching slightly.

I didn't know what I was doing, feeling a stranger in his car, but it felt so good.

His hands grabbed my breasts tightly as he squeezed them again. He took my nipple into his mouth as he bit it with his teeth.

"Fuck..." I moaned as I grinded my hips against his leg.

"You're horny already?" he asked.

His tongue circled my breast as he sucked it harder. My breathing grew heavier as my fingers clutched his shoulders.

His hand slid inside my panties and he thrust his finger inside my pussy.

"Fuck..." I bit down on my lips as his fingers moved in and out of me.

"You like that Miss Thorne?" he asked as he kept thrusting his finger in, making me go crazy.

He circled my clit with his thumb and kept thrusting in.

He removed his fingers and unzipped his trousers, revealing his monster cock.

"Sit on it and ride it like your life depends on it," he said.

I stroked his hard cock in my hands and slowly lowered myself onto it. My breath caught as I felt the stretch.

A moan escaped from my lips once more.

"Fuck..." he moaned as I felt his huge length inside me.

My head dropped back and the car rocked as he held me closer.

"Oh fuck..." he moaned as I bounced on the length of his cock, moving up and down as he spread my ass.

"Oh God..." I moaned as I increased my pace and guided my waist on his cock.

"Fuck... you're so good," he moaned again as I continued riding him, going back and forth and spreading my legs for him to go deeper and bouncing on his cock.

"Fuck... I'm going to cum," he moaned.

"Cum in me," I said as I tossed my face and hummed back and forth.

"Oh... fuck..." his grip tightened on my waist.

"Fuck..." he moaned as he exploded in me, his cum trickling down my thighs as I sigh in relief.

His warm cum was still leaking out of me thick and sticky, slowly running down my thighs onto the leather seat. I stayed sitting on his lap with my dress pushed up around my waist breathing hard. The car smelled like sex. Sweat, my wetness and the strong scent of him.

"Fuck... That was intense." I whispered, my voice shaky.

My pussy kept twitching, still feeling the aftershocks.

Ethan leaned back in his seat, his thick cock resting against his thigh, wet from our fluids while his hand stayed on my ass squeezing it firmly.

"You came hard for a guy you just met," he said with a low laugh. "Look at you... Dripping my cum over my car like a needy little slut."

My cheeks felt hot. I didn't move away. I started rocking my hips slowly rubbing my soaked pussy against his thigh. More of his cum slipped out. It felt so dirty.... So good.

"Mmm... I needed that badly." I moaned softly. I looked at his cock laying on his thigh. "It feels warm and full inside me."

He smiled darkly and then slid his hand between my legs again. Immediately, two thick fingers pushed into my cum-filled pussy, moving slowly and stirring everything around. The wet squelching sound filled the car. I gasped.

"Ahh... Fuck..." I moaned, my back arching. "Deeper... Oh fuck... Yes."

I enjoyed the way his fingers felt inside me.

"Do you like feeling my cum inside you?" he asked, pumping his fingers a little faster while his thumb rubbed my clit. "Tell me how it feels, Maya," he looked at me.

"So full... And so slippery," I breathed, my hips moving with his hand. "It's leaking down my ass... Oh god fuck yes... Please don't stop."

Before I knew it, he added a finger stretching me wider and I gasped followed by a loud. "Fuck! Yes... Stretch me more... Ohhh that feels so good!"

The words left my mouth before I could even think.

"How shameless," he grinned, leaning in to bite my neck. "That makes me want to fuck you more."

His fingers moved deeper, curving inside me and hitting that sweet spot. I jolted.

"You're still clenching around my fingers like you want my cock again already," he looked at my pussy.

I trembled, my nipples hard, rubbing against my dress as if it could tear any minute. "Yes... I do... I want you in me again" I admitted, moaning as pleasure built up fast. "Please... Fuck me again."

He pulled his fingers out slowly, strings of our juices stretching between them. Then he brought them to my lips. "Taste how dirty we are."

I opened my mouth without hesitation as I sucked his fingers clean, moaning around them as I tasted his thick cum mixed with my sweetness. "Mmm... We taste fucking good together," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Good girl," he said, his voice rough. He pinched my nipple through my dress making me whimper. "Most girls would be embarrassed by now.. But you're still here, legs spread, begging for more." He grinned.

I ground against his cock feeling it start to twitch to life. "You're making me wet over again... I can't help it." I muttered.

Ethan reached into his pocket. Took out a simple black card with only a phone number on it and pressed it into my hand. "Take this. If you wake up tomorrow and your pussy is still throbbing and empty, text me. I'll come fuck you whenever you want." He smiled.

I stared at the card trying to catch my breath. "What if I don't text you?"

He leaned close, his breath hot against my ear. He started rubbing my clit again with slow teasing circles. "Then you'll spend the night with your fingers deep in that cum-filled pussy moaning my name and wishing it was my cock. Would that be enough to satisfy you?"

I looked away from him as my cheeks burned.

He finally helped me off his lap. I tried to pull my dress down. My thighs were soaked with his cum. I had no idea where my panties went. They were probably somewhere on the car floor.

Ethan started the car. The low rumble of the engine vibrated through my sensitive pussy and I had to bite my lip to stop another moan.

On the way to my apartment his hand kept resting on my thigh. Every minute he would slide his fingers higher gently brushing my dripping clit. "Still leaking for me?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yes... I can feel it running down my legs " I whispered, spreading my thighs a little wider so he could touch me more.

At every light he pushed two fingers inside me again pumping slowly while I moaned quietly beside him. I enjoyed the way his fingers felt.

When we finally reached my building I was breathing hard again, my whole body buzzing.

He looked at me, eyes dark and hungry. "Last chance, Maya. You can walk away now.... Or admit you're already addicted to this stranger's cock."

I looked at him, legs still trembling, his cum still slowly dripping out of me. My mind was full of revenge, shame and pure lust.

I opened the door slowly. The cool night air felt good on my skin. Before I stepped out I turned back to him.

"I'll think about it," I said softly. Honestly, I wished we could keep doing it all night but I dare not say it out loud.

His smirk was wicked. "Good. Text me when that pussy starts begging."

I shut the door.

I walked toward my apartment feeling his eyes on my ass. Every step made more of his cum slide down my thighs.

Inside my apartment, I leaned back against the door and let out a long breath.

What the hell had I just done?

Why did the thought of texting him already make me so excited?