Chapter 8

Eugene Ari Darian's POV

I couldn't believe I took the job offer. Although I had a good feeling it was to annoy my mother and make her visit. Her visits were to make sure I stayed out of trouble like I was some two years old and considering the age difference between us, it was equivalent but I still didn't feel good about it.

Another part of me knew the second reason. To impress Irene which was looking kinda good. I was finally getting her to open up to me little by little. It didn't seem much but I was in no rush. I had all the time in the world, literally. After I stormed out on her and her annoying friends last night, she looked for me and apologized on their behalf not knowing I planned it all.

I've studied women over the past decades and I know her type. I finally had the chance to study her and she was the type I dubbed as crazy. The type who also believed that men have the right to be vulnerable and sensitive to things that are just absurd. I do believe in all that but not in public. Call me a little old-fashioned but men have to be tough.

Imagine walking down a street and seeing a man cry, it would look pitiful and most men hate that. So acting big and strong even when we had no idea what we were doing was the way to go but we couldn't let women know that. It would ruin our image.

Images of last night at the exhibit hit me hard and I groaned. When the thoughts occurred to me in the spur of the moment, I didn't even think twice and though it worked because we were getting closer, I still couldn't believe I did that. I acted like an idiot to get a woman. I didn't enjoy the experience but it was different from what I used to. I used to smiling and flashing expensive stuff to impress women but this was a change. I had to take fake crying to get her to open up to me. I felt stupid when I didn't see her running after me but she came through. I always avoided these types of women but maybe it was just what I needed.

It had been over two days since I last had intercourse with a woman. The thought was killing me. I felt like a sex addict only without the endless thoughts of sex and compulsory sexual behaviors. I had to look quickly for someone to take care of it for the night.

Ideas ran through my head and blood surge down to my d*ck. I hissed harshly as it got harder to think. I had to do something to take my mind off s*x. It was still bright outside and though I had lots of contacts that would kill to be with me tonight, I wanted a new woman in my bed. One spectacular lady blow my mind and the best place to find one was at Elites.

Nighttime came rather slowly but I knew it was going to be worthwhile. I was at Elite's in minutes as soon as night fell and walked towards the bar. That was where the ladies with various problems hung out. I just had to look for one who hadn't had too much to drink. One stupid enough to open up to a stranger and have a one-night stand.

My charms got me the girl in minutes. When I walked up to her, she had her eyes all over me and next came to her hand and before I knew it, we drove to her place which wasn't too far away. I kissed her eagerly as we walked up the stairs and she matched my enthusiasm. Her hands were all over me, just the way I wanted them.

"Your keys," I faked breathlessness and waited to get inside to get down to business

"Oh, right." Her keys jingled and the sound of the door being unlocked followed. She pulled me with her, locking the door behind her. She was more eager and intense

My back was on the bed and she laid on top of me. Just the type of woman I wanted to meet today, dominant ladies were a turn-on for me. I wasn't always into it but I was feeling it today. It felt like my lucky day. " Undress me," her voice stopped my thoughts and I followed her orders.

Her dress was on the floor quite quickly and mine followed. She was rushing it so I took control, laid her on her back as my hands crept to her v*gina. Her wetness had soaked between her thighs and I grew hard.

She moaned as my fingers circled her cl*t, it was swollen and more prominent making it very easy to stimulate.

"Hmmm, right there." I obeyed and rubbed even faster as her breathing grew heavier. I slipped a finger and then two and she gasped, throwing her head back, enjoying the heavenly pleasures I was giving to her.

My eyes fell on her round, hard, and perky b**bs that stood out with the light in the room, almost calling to me to have the pink buds on my mouth. I squeeze softly on the left, getting a groan from her. "You are pretty good at this stuff huh," she smiled coyly

"I believe a woman's body deserves to be worship. Do it right and you'll get the response you want." My fingers dug deeper with her moans getting louder.

I took one rosy bud in my mouth and it hardened more which I didn't think was possible. I sucked greedily and eased a sigh. I felt at ease, one of the wonders of sucking b**bs. More blood rushed down south and my aroused d*ck began poking at the bedstand. She took note of this and went on her knees.

Slowly, she took all of me in her mouth and my eyes rolled back. Her tongue rolled over my cap and slowly down my shaft. It was sensational, the delirious feeling had my legs almost buckling. I tried maintaining a leveled breathing, effectively succeeding as she took my balls in her mouth, almost like she wanted to suck the sperm out of me. It wasn't a turn-on for me so I guided her back to my d*ck and she sucked softly on it.

Her bobbing head and the sound of her almost gagging had me pulling her up and getting to my main course. She was still dripping so I grabbed a condom nearby and slipped it on.

Her legs hung on my shoulders for deeper access. I slowly went inside her with her screaming 'f*ck' every few seconds. It was a huge swell to my ego.

Her tight walls loosened up to accommodate me. The blood rush was exhilarating as I pumped her wall fast and steady. The need to roughen her up grew but I pushed it. I didn't want my animal instincts out and scare her. Instead, powerful strokes slammed her, long and hard. When each thrust came, she held her breath, waiting for the waves of ecstasy to hit her.

"F*ck," the moan left me fast as I picked up the pace. She matched my rhythm as each thrust was harder and faster than the last. Her hands laid on my n*pples, flickering them anxiously.

"I'm c*mmng." She was ultimately breathless, throwing her head back as her legs began shaking from the tense orgasm

"Oh, sh*t," I soon followed after. We both hit the sack immediately but I knew I needed to get up early to make a run for it before she woke up. My lovemaking skills always made them attached themselves to me and I didn't need that. I made sure to have a few more rounds before leaving.