He wastes no time before ripping my thong off, making me gasp at the bite to my skin when they snap. I rip my shirt off, leaving only my lacy bra. My nipples are painfully hard and rub against the material, almost drawing a moan from my parted lips when his chest brushes against them.
He hoists me up by my thighs, making me straddle his hips. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he kisses me hard. He parts my lips with his tongue, and I let him. His taste is addictive, and a soft moan escapes before I can stop it, which draws that signature smirk on Hayden’s lips. He pulls away and sits me down. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “Don’t!” He commands.
“Don’t what?” I ask, confused.
“Don’t wipe me off unless I say you can,” He commands. Something about him telling me what to do and needing permission turns me on even more. My clit pulses between my thighs, begging to be touched. Although I’m a virgin, I’ve indulged in pleasure in other ways, so my body knows what it wants. What it needs.
“Yes, sir.” My heavy eyes look up from the floor, meeting his heated gaze.
“And definitely don’t do that.” He grunts.
“Why not?” I fein innocent.
“You know what you’re doing,” He counters. Nothing gets a man going like letting them believe they’re in charge. We all know who really holds the leverage, though. The woman. We just give them the pleasure of believing they’re in control.
He wets his lips before clashing with mine again, and I hear the clinking of his belt buckle, followed by the clunk it makes when it hits the tile floor. He spins me around, pressing his palm to my back, and slowly pushes me down until my face and chest are pressed flush against the wall. Hayden grunts as he fists his cock and pumps it. Removing his other hand from my back, he slides it along my center.
“Fuck. You’re so wet.” He brings his wet fingers to his lips and sucks them clean, removing them with a popping sound. “You taste just as good as I expected.” He circles my clit with two fingers, making me arch my back with a sharp inhale.
“Please,” I beg breathlessly.
“Please, what?” He growls in my ear, pressing his front to my back.
“F-fuck me,” My voice breaks, and I cough to clear my throat.
“Good girl,” He praises, and it makes me weak in the knees.
He lines the head of his cock up to my entrance, thrusting in slightly, before pulling back. “Fuck, you’re tight,” He groans, then slams into me fully. I gasp at the feel of him. He fills my pussy completely, stretching me almostpainfully. I’m panting, my breathing erratic. “You can take it, baby.” He assures, and I whimper.
Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, the burning eases, and my body adjusts. The sting is replaced by immense pleasure. I moan with each thrust. I’m so close. I can feel that pressure rising, just needing to be released. He circles his arm around my waist and massages my clit, yelling out when he pinches it. That pressure is so intense, my eyes roll back, and all I see are stars as I ride that wave of pleasure. My pussy tightens, and Hayden wraps his huge hand around my mouth, muffling my scream. My body convulses beneath him, and the only thing keeping me on my feet is his hold around my waist. Just a few seconds later, Hayden pulls out, grunting his release as his warm cum drips down my legs. We stand here panting, coming down from the high. My chest and face are still plastered to the wall as I take in what just happened.
Hayden shoves his cock back into his boxer briefs before pulling his jeans back up his legs and fastening the belt.
“I’ll be right back,” He says, and I mumble an “okay”as he cracks open the door to check if anyone is on the other side. I assume the coast is clear when he steps out, closing the door behind him. I don’t even bother moving to cover myself; I’m in too much shock from the reality of the situation. I just lost my virginity. To a man I only met hours ago. Something I swore I wouldn’t do.
The door creaks open, and Hayden steps in, holding paper towels. He shuts the door, pushing the cart back inplace. He begins to wipe my legs, cleaning off his cum. I frown. Do they normally do that for you? Once I’m cleaned off, I pull my shorts back up. I don’t bother with my underwear, since he ripped those.
“I probably should’ve asked if you’re on birth control first,” He grimaces, rubbing the back of his head.
“Yeah, I’m on the pill.” I laugh breathlessly, still recovering from the intense orgasm. “So, uh…” I cough to clear my throat, “What if I said this was a first for me?”
Hayden’s baby blue eyes snap to mine, “Like, first time in a closet?”
I laugh nervously, “More like, first time having sex…” My voice trails off. Should I have kept that to myself? My cheeks flush, regretting admitting that bit of information.
“I’d say you’re shitting me, but if you’re serious, then I’m honored. But the protector in me would have told you to choose anyone besides me.” He shakes his head, bringing his eyes back to me, “Why me?”
“It had to happen sometime, right?” I nudge him with my elbow. He doesn’t laugh at my poor attempt at a joke. In fact, he looks… Concerned? “We should probably get going before Jessie freaks out about me missing.” I attempt to change the subject, feeling uncomfortable.
Rounding the corner in the basement, you can hardly move. “There’s a lot of people down here. I guess this is where everyone went, huh?” I breathe a nervous laugh.
“Yeah, this is where everyone ends the party pretty much. It can get… Interesting.” He says with a crooked smile.
“What do you mean by interesting?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.” Oh, great, more secrets. The night can’t hold that many more secrets, can it?
I’ve never been nervous about a game room before, but something tells me this isn’t the kind of gaming I’ve ever known. I’d be lying if I said a piece of me isn’t excited to find out, though. My own cum drips from my pussy, making my shorts wet, and they chafe my thighs with each step. I try to ignore the discomfort, but all I accomplish is replaying the closet scene over and over, making the wetness worse.
