Chapter 2
It was crazy, how one minute she was about to kiss the man of her dreams, and the next, she was running away from him.
There wasn’t a single door in sight, and for a moment, panic began to settle in her, as she wondered where she had led herself to.
Just when she was about to head back the way she had come from, she caught sight of a doorway, hidden behind a thick black curtain.
She hurried towards the curtain, yanking it back, to reveal a row of doors. She knew that she probably shouldn’t be there but she couldn’t chance going back into the crowd, even though her body was urging her to go back to the gorgeous man she had left on the dance floor.
She walked towards the last door and pushed it open, hoping that it was an exit, only to find an office. It wasn’t the exit she had hoped for, but it would do for the moment, to regain control of her treacherous body.
She sat on an arm chair and focused on her breathing, praying that whoever owned the office wouldn’t find her in it.
“Found you,” a husky voice said from behind her, startling her out of her reverie.
She whirled around to face the intruder, only to gulp when she came face to face with the man she had been running away from.
She rose from her seated position, glancing around the room, hoping there was another way out, apart from the door he was standing in front of.
“Looking for something?” he drawled lazily, an evil glint in his eyes, making desire curl within her insides.
What the hell is wrong with me? She chided herself inwardly. I shouldn’t find that arousing!
“I…I was just looking for a way out,” she cleared her throat, pointing a finger towards the only exit, which he happened to be blocking.
“Most people would use the entrance, not hide away in an office,” he responded, his eyes on her lips.
“Well, I am not most people,” she replied, adding a sensual tone to her voice.
What the hell is wrong with me? She screamed in her head. She had left the dance floor because she didn’t want to respond to the feelings of desire he had awoken within her but why was she now flirting back at him?
“Well, by all means, don’t let me stop you,” he stepped to the side, gesturing at the door.
Adriana had a split second of decision, her gaze moving back and forth between the door and the man in front of her, before she erased the distance between them, standing so close to him, his breath fanning across her cheek.
She had no idea where the boldness had came from, but now that he was here, she found that she couldn’t just leave their encounter at that, she wanted to explore the magnetism between them.
“Now that you are here, leaving doesn’t seem all that appealing to me,” she stated, her fingers curling against his shirt.
“I can’t imagine why,” he drawled in that husky tone of his, his eyes drooping low with desire.
She bit her lip, feeling a little outmatched by his sensuality. She hadn’t done this before in her life ever, but this was the time for trying out new things.
She had no idea where this was heading towards, apart from a tumble in bed, but was she ready for just one night with no strings attached?
She shouldn’t be entertaining these thoughts but something about this man kept drawing her in, refusing to let her go. Maybe it was the three glasses of whiskey she had had earlier, or maybe it was just her hormones or perhaps, it was that feminine part of her which responded to the virile male in front of her, that made her erase the last space between them, and press her lips against his.
His lips parted, allowing her tongue to slip in, engaging his in a sensual dance. What started out as slow and tentative turned out into something deep and hard, forceful and hungry, as if he was regaining the control he had lost when she had kissed him first. It felt as if he was laying down the ground rules for whatever was about to go down between them, which was keep the fuck up.
His hand delved into her hair, grabbing it by the roots and tilting her head back, to allow him more access. His other hand was at her back, pinning her to him as his tongue now invaded her mouth, dominating the kiss, and her.
A flicker of warmth spread across her belly, as she grabbed onto his shoulders, her fingers digging into his firm muscles, her tongue meeting his, stroke for stroke, clashing with his, as she kissed him back with the same ferocity he was kissing her.
His body dwarfed hers, broader, stronger and taller than she was in every way, but it didn’t scare her, neither did it stop her from giving back as good as she was getting. She nipped his lips, raking her nails over the skin of his scalp and his neck, eliciting a loud groan of arousal from him, which only turned her on the more.
His hand left her hair, sliding over her hips and ass, around the curve of her waist, and over her ribs and breasts, groping and massaging her flesh like he was trying to lay claim to every inch of her.
Her heart was thudding wildly in her chest, and she’s gasping in between kisses, stealing breath from his lungs like it could save her from drowning.
Sparks raced up and down her limbs, returning to the coil of heat building low in her belly, increasing in its intensity. She arched her back, as he curved his spine, their bodies molding together, despite the height difference between them.
She had not expected this, not any part of it but she couldn’t stop herself from grinding against him, like a wanton creature.
Adriana would be ashamed of her reactions to him, if she wasn’t sure she elicited the same reactions from him.
A whimper escaped her lips, and the sound seemed to do something to him, eliciting a rumble of a primal growl from his throat.
He groaned into her mouth, whisking her away from the door and setting her on the table, clearing away the papers and other clusters away from it.
A loud thud echoed through the room, but both were too far gone to care about the noise. He positioned himself between her thighs, holding her to him, as he kissed her hard and fast.
His hand delved into her panties, groaning, when his fingers encountered the slick wetness of her arousal.
“Fuck!” he groaned, his lips slipping away from hers.
He moved like lightning, tearing her underwear cleanly from her body. And before she could reprimand him, he grabbed her thighs with both hands, spread her open, and licked her.
Her head dropped back, nearly hitting the table as sensations exploded inside her. A breathy whine escaped her, her thighs pressing against his hold, her legs curling around his shoulders as he lapped at her again.
Light danced in her vision, as her fingers clutched at his thick, soft hair, unabashedly shoving his face deeper into her pussy.
He grunted in satisfaction, fucking her with his tongue until she was panting breathlessly, writhing beneath the onslaught.
His tongue went back to her clit, teasing the little bud in a circular pattern that almost stopped her heart as he slid a finger inside her.
When he shoved a second finger inside her, her toes curl, air leaving her lungs in a rush.
He pumped them in and out of her, his tongue matching the tempo of his fingers.
“Fuck!” she gasped.
Her heels dug into his back as the word is ripped out of her, her back arching as her walls clamp down hard around his fingers, making her feel every movement even more acutely.
He kept on fucking her with his fingers, lapping at her even as the orgasm crested in wave after wave of pleasure, each one making her body shudder.
She let out a helpless little groan, and he looked up at her, finally dragging his face away from her thighs, his lips wet with her arousal.
Her legs were still wrapped around his shoulders, and his breath ghosted against her core with every exhale. Suddenly her gaze moved downward, when she realized he’s moved one hand down between his own legs, rubbing at his cock through the fabric of his pants, as he stared at her.
“I want to bend you over this table and fuck you so hard, until you scream so loud, your voice is hoarse,” he whispered as he shoved his fingers back inside her, curling and uncurling them, the movement torturously slow as he rubbed against her g-spot. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me as I fuck you against the wall. I want to drop you on my cock and bury myself so deep inside you that it ruins us both.”
“Do it,” she murmured, her voice breathy as her walls tighten against his fingers.
His eyes flared wide, as he hauled her off the table, as she wrapped her legs around him just like he wanted. And in three strides, he slammed her body against the wall, grinding his cock against her bare pussy.
“Can you take me?” he questioned, his lips crashing against hers.
She moaned in approval, opening her legs wider, to accommodate him better, as she kissed him back.
He kept one hand on her ass, as his other shoved his pants down enough to free his cock, pulling away just enough to line himself up with her entrance. Then he drove inside her, pinning her to the wall as he impaled her in a single stroke.
Her body went rigid with shock at the intrusion, every nerve ending firing at once, her breath leaving her body in one swoop. He was big, long and thick, filling her up so completely she couldn’t think of anything else.
All that was left to think about, all that existed in that moment, was the feel of the stranger’s cock inside her body, pressing against her walls, forcing her pussy to stretch to accommodate him.
He let out a choked groan, pausing momentarily with his pelvis pressed flush against hers, she wasn’t sure if he was giving her a moment to adjust or giving himself one, but it didn’t really matter. The moment of stillness didn’t last long.
His lips moved against hers, as he drew out and thrust in again, his large hands palming her ass to hold her up. With every stroke, it felt like her body had to learn all over again how big he was, and her pulse fluttered in her neck, as sensations spiked inside her over and over again, a blend of pleasure and pain that erased rational thought.
She was pinned between him and the wall, entirely dominated by his large body, and there was nothing she could do but hold on as he pounded into her.
Soft mewling gasps escaped her, as he thrust into her, his deep grunts punctuated by the heavy sound of their bodies banging against the wall.
Heat began to unfurl in her body again, spreading out from her core to her extremities as another orgasm gathered inside her.
And when it came, he clamped his mouth over hers, sucking down every sound she made, consuming each one until all that was left were broken little sobs.
She could feel him swelling inside her, his cock growing thicker and harder. And when he slammed into her one last time, she felt the heat of his cum as it lashed at her insides. He pulsed inside her, grinding his hips against hers, his lips seeking hers in another bout of passionate lip lock.
His hips finally stopped moving, and he breathed heavily against her for a moment, their bodies plastered together against the wall as his forehead rested against hers.
“What do you say we get out of here to somewhere a little quieter?” he questioned breathlessly, but she was already nodding before he finished his question.
