Very dim lights, comfortable sofas and furniture, an exclusive bar area, a large screen TV fixed to the wall that showed everything going on in the main bar, and gaggling sounds..... wait, what?
Two blonde ladies were on their knees, giving pleasure to the man seated on the sofa. One had her mouth over his dick and the other was sucking his balls.
My eyes continued to scroll up, and they landed on the most beautiful, gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. Sadly, the owner's face doesn't fit the eyes, or perhaps the stern look was borne out of the fact that I barged in and began looking around, as though I were lost.
"Out!!!!" A stern voice came through, causing me to jump on my feet where I stood.
My lips moved as I tried to form words to defend myself. But instead, I saw the two blondes scurried out of the room, sniffling.
The moment the door was shut, I turned my gaze back to the devil before me. I couldn't really tell the size of his dick cos he wasn't hard.
What the hell were those two doing?
Or was he a difficult person to get aroused?
I was sure that they were experienced. If they couldn't do the job, then what makes me think that I could? What the hell have you gotten yourself into Isabe......"
"Are you just going to stand there or get to work?"
His cold voice brought me out of my thoughts.
Apart from betrayals, I so much disliked bossy and very disrespectful people.
"Fuck yourself!" I lashed out in the same tone, then stormed towards the door, but before I could connect my hand with the door handle, the voice stopped me.
"I'm going to bend you over and fuck you until you can't feel your legs anymore."
"You're free to dare me if you want!"
A deep shiver ran down my spine! His voice wasn't only commanding but possessive in a way that it was so hard to ignore.
I slowly turned around, tossed my purse to the couch by the door, then took small steps into the room. I came to a halt a few steps away from the man before me, then folded my arms.
We exchanged stern looks.
"I don't like to repeat myself. Get to work."
"I don't fuck rude people!" I replied in the same tone as he did, ignoring the unbelievable looks that he gave me.
Don rose to his feet, grabbed me by my waist, and pushed me up against the wall.
My heart raced hard against my chest. The way his breath fanned against my neck caused the tiny hairs at the back of my neck to stand to attention.
Then it happened. I felt something thick and long poke me from underneath, causing me to feel hot from within.
He had hardly even touched me, yet I could feel my nipple erect.
Thank goddess I wore a good bra today. Losing my reputation before a beast like him was the last thing I wanted to happen.
"Get down on your knees and suck!!!" He commanded. His eyes were filled with desire mixed with anger.
I mentally facepalmed. Wondering what I had gotten myself into.
"Don't make me force you!!!"
The tone of his voice caused me to swallow painfully. I wanted to push him off me so badly, even though that was almost impossible, and at the same time, I wanted to explore the reason why I felt so hot from the inside. This was embarrassing to say, but my nipples don't just stand without a purpose. You would have to play with them for a while before they take shape.
Who the hell was this man?
My legs became jelly, and I found myself slowly sliding down till I got on my knees.
My eyes went wide at the length in front of me. This dude was hugeeeeee! Even my favorite pornstar wasn't this big. Was this even real?
I looked up at Don. I didn't fail to notice the impatience in his eyes. Did he want to be in my mouth that badly?
This was more than even what I signed up for. Why was he so hard when I hadn't even touched him?
I was thinking of how to go about the puzzle before me when Don grabbed my hair and pushed my face towards his erect cock.
"Open!" He groaned when I refused to suck. He continued to fuck my closed lips, seeking entrance.
Don held his cock and began to gently smack it against my face. My cheeks, to be precise. I have always been a content child, but I must say, this was one of the hardest temptations I've ever experienced.
Even though I've always kept myself, my head was filled with fantasies. Since Don's cock was even bigger than that of my fave, it was safe to say my dream had finally become my reality, but here I was, refusing, for reasons I can't even put into words.
My heart rate didn't reduce, and to make things worse, I could feel my panties getting damp. I have never felt this way before any man. Not even Dave, whom I thought was the love of my life. I couldn't even bring myself to touch Don's cock, cos I knew I would be a goner if I did.
"Open up!" He continued to smack my already rosy cheek with his thick length. This time around, I could hear the anger in his voice. The desire still lingered in the eyes. It was obvious he wanted to do so much to me, but he was also holding back. For reasons only known to him.
I finally parted my lips, about to defend myself, but something thick and strong blocked my words. Don already tucked his dick in me.
I bit the cap of his cock.
A loud groan escaped Don as he instantly withdrew himself from me and examined his length.
Did I bite too hard?
Don grabbed my hair and pulled me up.
I hissed in pain. He let go once I was up, looking deep into my eyes.
"You called for this, and I'm going to ruin you!"
A deep shiver ran down my spine. If my body wasn't silly, why was it excited at the thought of someone ruining me?
Well, what's the worst that could happen? Wasn't my life a joke already?
Don pulled up his pants, buckled up, grabbed me by my hand, and then began to pull me towards the back exit. An escape I had no idea existed until now.
"Huh?!!!" I uttered with a hope that he would respond, but he said nothing. His eyes were glued to the door.
I tried to wriggle my hand from his hold, but that turned out to be making a fool of myself.
"My purse......!!!" Don ignored me and continued to drag me.
He opened the door and pulled me out along with him. I saw two hefty men in dark suits standing by the door. They instantly bowed to Don, who ignored them and made his way out of the club with me. He didn't stop until we came to a halt before a car.
I knew nothing about cars except how big they could be or how expensive they could look, but this toy was something that I had never seen before.
Don opened the front passenger seat and shoved me in it, slamming the door closed after. I stared furiously while in the car as he made his way to the other side. This wasn't even about me, but why the hell would someone slam the door of an expensive car over a common stranger?
Don finally got in, then began to buckle his seat belt.
I rolled my eyes at him, then turned my attention to the door beside me. I let out a hard groan as I tried pushing it open.
"Open the damn door!" I yelled, but he had already started the engine.
His hands were almost approaching the steering wheel when he took a glance at me. "Fix that, or you bear the consequences."
"I'm fixing no seat belt. Let me out of h......"
He drove off before I even completed my statement.
My eyes went wide. Even though I had been strong all night, my heart began to race, and this time around, it was with fear.
"Stop the car!"
Don ignored, refusing to tear his eyes away from the road.
What have you done, Isabelle? I mentally slapped myself in the face.
"Look, I'm going to scream if you don't stop the car right now!" I know this was probably not the wisest thing to say, but it was better than staying quiet.
The demon finally took a glance at me. "You thought I was joking when I said I was going to ruin you?"
I swallowed painfully, gently pressing my thighs together where I was seated. I had no idea what got to me even more. His words or the look in his eyes when he spoke.
'He says he's going to ruin you and you're getting excited?!' My subconscious lashed out at me.
Well, I did nothing on purpose. Or was the alcohol starting to kick in?
"So what are you? A kidnapper? Drug dealer?" I challenged. Could today be any worse?
.......................
"Let go of me, you bastard!!!!!!" I said at the top of my voice, hitting Don on the chest as he carried me in a bridal style into the penthouse.
Hardly were we inside when he placed me on my feet and instantly pushed me against the wall. "You will remember this night for the rest of your life."
"So this is what you do? Kidnap people and take advanta......."
With a rough, impatience motion, Don grabbed my dress by the neckline and ripped it apart.
My eyes went wide, but still I could hear both of our hearts racing in sync.
He unfastened my bra from the hook in the front and instantly grabbed my boobs with both hands.
I parted my lips to lash out at him, but my body betrayed me. Instead of words, a loud moan escaped me. And before I could scold myself for being shameless, Don took my left nipple in his mouth.
My eyes rolled as I tilted my head backwards. Why did my baby feel so damn good in his mouth?.
Don teased my nipple with his teeth. He sucked like a child who had been starved. While his mouth was pleasuring the left, his hand didn't let go of the right. He squeezed along and fondled the nipple. I never knew I could get this much pleasure from my boobies.
I bit my lower lip to stop the moans the moment he switched to the other boob and began to give it the same pleasure as the previous. It took all of me not to run my fingers through his hair for the well-deserved treatment he was giving my babies.
Don ran his tongue over my nipple, twerking it, while holding my gaze as his eyes filled with want mixed with dark desires.
I pressed my thighs together to ease some tension.
I think Don felt that cos I felt his other hand creep towards my lower body. I swallowed painfully, knowing I was a mess down there already.
He placed soft kisses on my chest as he parted my legs. I fought to have it closed, but he won.
I had on a g-string, so he shifted my panties to my bikini line.
"Asshole!!!!" I cursed in my mind. The way his hand moved swiftly around my body... I'm probably the 700th woman he has had to undress. Shame on you, Isa........
My breath hitched the moment Don ran two fingers over my clit.
"I've never met one who wants me so badly, yet so stubborn!" He whispered in my ear. His voice was deep and thick, turning me on even more. I think this was the first full sentence he had said to me tonight.
I swallowed painfully.
He parted my legs until they were hip stance apart. I felt my heart pounding really hard against my chest again.
I hissed the moment Don gently slapped the face of my pussy with his palm.
"So soft! You love my hands on you, don't you?" He whispered as I unconsciously girdled my pussy against his hand.
"Arch your back," He commanded, and I obeyed without thinking, arching against the wall.
I shut my eyes the moment he began to rub my clit in a circular motion. It felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. I was wet already, and that made the movements feel even better.
"Fuckkkk!" The word tore from my throat as two fingers slowly sank into me, inch by delicious inch.
“Arrrrghhhhhhh!” I hissed in pain, filled with so much pleasure when he tried to add an extra finger. I’ve done silly stuff, but never gone past two fingers. Besides, two of my fingers were roughly one of Don’s.
My breath hitched when he started moving his digits in and out of me. He must have noticed the little discomfort on my face, hence the slow but erotic movements.
I swallowed painfully at the thought of his dick being in me. Don was so fucking huge. Would I even be able to walk after that?
“You are already thinking ahead, aren’t you?” His voice, filled with desire, sent chills down my spine. I’ve hardly said a word since he began to touch me. The truth was that I had no idea what to say! For someone who had given him nothing but a tough time all night, this was too good to let go of.
O ye hypocrite!
“Look how wet you are for me!” He said, slowly increasing his pace. “And tight!!” He kissed my nipple.
I let out a loud moan and at the same time, tried to push back the tears in my eyes. My legs began to get gelly, but before they could give up, Don withdrew his fingers from me and went ahead to undress me. Then he lifted me in a bridal style and began taking deeper steps into his penthouse, with his eyes not leaving my face as I caught my breath. I wondered how he didn’t trip all through.
Would it be strange if I confessed that this felt so wrong, yet right at the same time? I felt warmth! Perhaps it was because of the way he held me possessively. Or maybe the drinks I had were starting to kick in.
We finally got into the bedroom, and he pushed me against the bed. I landed on my back against the bouncy foam.
Don’s eyes didn’t leave mine as he began to undress. I had no idea when I started playing with my nipple at the sight of his cock.
We were under the light so I could see well. I definitely underestimated what I saw at the club earlier. I could see some words tattooed just right above his pelvis.
How the hell was he able to bear the pain? Normal people have tattoos on their arms and chest, but I couldn’t see an……
I shivered when I felt those familiar hands on me. Shawn was already on the bed. He parted my legs, and I saw him slowly bury his face in…
Wait, is he……….. “Holy shittttttt!” I threw my head back against the pillow the moment I felt his lips on my coochie.
I dug my fingers into the sheets for some sort of support, trying so hard to stifle my moans at the same time.
The last thing I expected was for a stranger whom I refused to suck, to eat me up real good.
Don pulled away and positioned himself between my legs. He wasn’t the only one whose eyes were filled with desires. It was more than obvious that we wanted to be in each other’s bodies so bad.
“Ohhhhh Goddddddddddddd!” I couldn’t help the loud moan that escaped me the moment he began drawing circles over my clit with the tip of his cock. Don smacked his fat length on the face of my pussy, and I began to squirm under him.
“You’re scared you’re going to break me?!” Don would have missed what I said if he weren’t paying attention.
I don’t know what made me say this, but I was tired of him teasing me. It was as though I gave the consent he was finally waiting for. My legs vibrated as he slowly pushed himself inside of me.
I reached for the pillow beside me and covered my face with it. Don still went in slowly, obviously trying to fit himself inside of me, but all I felt was intense pain. It was as though I was being ripped apart.
I was almost telling him to stop when I remembered Harry’s words. But why did this fucking hurt so much?
The pain eventually subsided and was instantly replaced with pleasure that made me almost go insane. The pillow fell off my face, and my loud moans instantly filled the room. This felt even better than my fantasies.
Don brought his finger to my wet clit and began to rub in circles as he continued to thrust hard and fast in me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. At this point, I thought I was going to pass out from so much pleasure.
After all the tears that I had shed today, there was definitely no better way to end the night.
It was a norm to be exhausted after sex or fantasies, but it was hard to uphold that notion right now. It was almost as though this petty stranger and I couldn’t get enough of each other. He flipped me over, positioned me on my knees in a doggy position, slapped my ass, then entered me from behind while pulling my hair. He was rough, yet so tender and intentional, making me yearn for more. Fresh tears kept welling up in my eyes at intervals. This was just too good to take in.
Don subsequently picked me up from the bed. He threw me against the couch on the opposite side of the bed like a sack of potatoes. I landed on my back, trying to catch my breath.
He spread my legs and climbed on top of me. I could still see the lust and desire in his eyes. The thought of him being eager to eat me up sent shivers down my spine. No one had ever looked at me that way.
Don leaned over and began to tease my entrance with the tip of his length.
“Please!!!!!!!” I moaned
“Say it.” His eyes didn’t leave mine as he continued to tease me down there.
I swallowed painfully.
“I’m waiting.” His deep voice came through in a low tone.
I spent the next few seconds returning his deep stare while deciding between speaking my mind and preserving my dignity.
He would probably not remember anything said once this was over, right?
“Fuck me! Ruin me!!”