Jesus fuck, this man. If he asked me to go home with him right now, I wouldn’t hesitate. His eyes bore into mine, challenging me to deny his observation.
“You haven’t even asked me what my favorite color is before trying to seduce me, Officer,” I challenge.
Two can play this game. I lean forward,exposing my cleavage, making sure they rest on my folded arms. This makes them perk up a little more for a better view.
“What’s your favorite color? While we’re at it, what’s your favorite movie and snack, too?”
His eyes never leave mine, trying so hard not to look down. Instead, he leans into me, a breath away, waiting for my answer.
“My favorite color is red, movie,Practical Magic,and my favorite snack is Zours. You?”
“My favorite color is blue. Movie isViking,and snack is popcorn, for sure.” His eyes glow, answering the line of questions.
We spend the next couple hours answering questions about ourselves such as favorite place to travel, favorite food, childhood memories, and more. It feels so natural with simple questions but also so personal. Talking to him feels like I’ve known him for so long and it comes so easy. He’s more interested in me as a person than trying to figure out what I do for a living, how much I make, or my demons I keep buried away.
After our last drink, I didn’t realize how tipsy I really am. How many did we have? I turn to look at him but before I can react, his large hands cradle my face leaning in and kissing me. It’s deep, full of emotion and, quite frankly, knocks me off my feet. He pulls away, leaving the ghost of his lips against mine. I need more of him; he can’t just leave me stranded wondering how his tongue feels and tastes like. How his rough hands would feel against my body.
“Let’s catch a cab and get out of here.” His voice is deep and longing like he too doesn’t want this to end.
We catch a cab since both of us are way too drunk to drive and we head back to his place. We make it up the elevator and to his door. Once the door opens, he has me in his arms, hismouth devouring mine. He slams me against the wall as we fight for dominance with our tongues.
Not wanting to waste time unbuttoning his shirt, I rip it open, shoving it down his arms. My hands roam his chiseled chest as his roam my body, snatching the zipper at my back and unzipping it. I step out of it, allowing my body to be exposed with my lacy black bra and thong. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his torso.
Without breaking our kiss, he navigates through his apartment to his room and lays me down on his bed. Staring down at me, he drinks me in as if I’m the most beautiful thing that he’s ever seen. Grabbing my ankle, he unstraps my heels one by one before he leans down towering over me. I grab his neck forcefully, bringing him back to my lips. His hands explore my curves and move up to my back, unbuckling my bra in one quick movement, tossing it to the side.
Cupping my breast, he breaks our kiss moving down, licking and nipping at my nipple. He sucks it into his mouth hungrily as his other hand moves under my panties swiping a finger over my already drenched pussy. He never breaks eye contact. As if he wants the image of my coming undone burned into his brain.
With his thumb, he circles my clit all while plunging a finger inside me and then two. He thrusts in and out causing my walls to squeeze around him. Fuck, I’m going to come and we just started. He pulls out those large fingers sucking on them, savoring the taste of me. His eyes darken with lust and within a split second, he has my panties off and he lowers himself inches from the sweet spot.
“Fuck, Celeste. You’re so beautiful. I should not have tasted you because now, I’m not going to stop until you're coming on my face.” Before I can respond, he licks up before he dives inside me.
A moan escapes my lips and my back arches with each thrust of his tongue. His hands grip my hips as mine intertwine into his hair pulling but also pushing him down, not letting him end his assault. My hips move, fucking his mouth and that’s when I see stars. My orgasm explodes out of me without permission, coming on his face.
My body goes limp and I release the hold I have on his head. He lifts up, staring down at me as he licks the last of me from his lips. Looking down, the bulge in his pants is evident and he no doubt catches me looking and smirks. He fucking smirks. Before I can blink, he undoes his belt, pulls down his pants, and his cock springs out. I have never seen something so fucking large in my life!
My mouth waters and my pussy comes back to life, wanting every inch of him inside me. He doesn’t waste time and he’s on top of me in a split second. Grabbing his shaft, he rubs the head of his cock along my folds, moaning at the contact.
“Baby girl, you’re so wet for me. Your perfect pussy is so eager for my cock.” He nips my ear, teasing me.
Needy.
Desperate.
I’m going to strangle him if he keeps this up.
“You have two seconds to get inside me. Stop your teasing and fuck me.” I glare at him, demanding him to be inside me.
“Say please,” he teases me slowly, running himself up and down, soaking himself.
“Pl—” Before I can fully say please, he slams himself into me, giving me no time to prepare for his size.
We both moan as he thrusts deeper inside me, pulling himself out slamming back in. His thrusts are erratic like this is the first and last time we’ll fuck. His hands wrap aroundmy neck squeezing but not enough to cut off my airways. Jesus fuck, he’s going to make me come again.
“You’re so tight, baby girl. You’re going to milk me before we even get started,” he growls as he fucks me.
“Don’t stop. Fuck me harder, Alaric, let your demons out,” I moan needing more.
He pulls out of me, flipping me on my stomach. He pulls my ass up, spreading my legs wider, lines up his cock, and thrusts into me. He grabs my hair with one hand and the other grips my hip. He yanks my hair back roughly as he pounds into me. Here I thought I had a golden retriever man, but here he is showing me his dark side in bed.
