A/N Hello everybody! Trying this out to see how it fits. Very rough still so I apologize. Love it? Hate it? Leave it in a review!
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This wasn't like me…
I didn't do stuff like this…
I woke up and my head was throbbing, my throat was dry, and my vagina ached. I tried to rack my brains to figure out what the fuck happened last night when I felt movement next me. I looked over and gasped. I saw a long, lean, toned back and on top was messy brown hair with hints of red. I definitely didn't do things like this. The man rolled over and I gasped again. He was fuckhawt.
I slept with that?
I SLEPT with that?
The Adonis? Really?
I rolled over with the sheet covering me and groaned. Yep I'd definitely slept with that… oh my God I was so sore.
Reality struck. I had to get out of here before he woke and realized he'd slept with me and proceeded to tell me to get out. I could only imagine the confrontation upon his discovering he'd slept with someone like ME. I didn't think I could handle it. Not after what happened with Jake.
As I looked around I realized we must have been in his hotel room. The room was huge! Must be like a suite or something…and expensive. I pulled the sheet with me as I got up and saw the "god" in all his glory. Jeebus! His toned arms and abs with his happy trail leading to his incredibly hard dick. I licked my lips when I saw it. It was fully erect like it was saluting me good morning and what a good morning it was. No wonder I was so sore. He had probably just ruined me for every other man…
I stalled for a second as flashes of the night before started creeping back into my conscience… all the groaning, moaning, touching, and grasping. Sex against the wall, on the counter, in the shower, on the bed…a few times…yep, definitely ruined me for other men. Couldn't I stay and try it one last time? Please! It's not like I'll get anything like this again.
As I was lost in thought, he moaned again and rolled over. I knew I was running out of time before he woke up. I roamed around the room trying to find all my articles of clothing. I found my black dress, bra, and heels. I could not for the life of me find my underwear. I was in the living room of his hotel room searching through the couch when I heard a buzzing noise coming from the bedroom followed by a lot of cussing. I grabbed my bag and attempted to bolt for the door. Underwear be damned! Of course, me being me, I tripped on something as I fled.
"Shit!" I said as I limped toward the door. That was when the man himself emerged from the room.
"Um, hey," he said in a gravelly voice.
"Hi," I stammered, trying really hard not to look at his naked form in the door frame. I failed miserably and at that moment wished that I had underwear on. I was drenched.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" I glanced at him and he smirked. Oh God. Underwear… Why didn't I have my underwear?
"Umm, forgot I had some place to be. So, umm, thanks for the night and whatnot," I said waving my hand around the room. "See ya!" I was at the door now and reaching for the handle when I felt him beside me.
"I had a good time." The only thing he had on was a necklace and, oh, how I wanted to grab him by it… I turned to face him and he put his hands up beside my head. I realized then that I was pressed against the door. Isn't this how we started?
"Um, yeah, me too." I squeaked. Yes, I squeaked.
"Maybe we can meet again sometime?" He grabbed my hand in his and kissed each of my knuckles. I was puddle of mush.
"Um. Yeah. Sure. Next time I'm in Vegas and you're in Vegas… we'll hook up?" Was that supposed to be a question? I wasn't sure. I was confused at how we could meet up again. I didn't know anything about this man except that he had an exceptional dick and, from what I remembered, moves that I've never seen before.
"Mmmmhmmm," is all he said shaking his head yes as he started sucking on my pointer finger.
Oh, my God… I moaned. He leaned in slowly and captured my lips. The kiss was sweet and slow at first and then it grew to a frenzied pace. I wrapped my hands around his neck and tugged on his hair. He groaned. I was touching, he was touching, and soon my legs were wrapped around him. His cock pressed against me. Eliciting another groan when he found I had no underwear on.
His hands grabbed my ass while his mouth attacked mine. Pressing me to the door, he slowly moved his hands toward the front as his mouth headed down my neck to my collarbone.
"My God, you're so wet," he said as his hand traveled to circle my clit.
I groaned in his mouth and that egged him on. Suddenly he thrust two fingers in me and was finger fucking me against the door. Dear God what he could do with his fingers… He plunged and circled and plunged and circled over and over again in a delicious, tortuous pattern.
"Ungh," I moaned and within seconds I was cumming with such intensity I saw white spots.
As I was practically seeing stars, he twirled me around and walked me over to the couch never breaking our kiss. As he laid me down and threw my legs over his shoulders, I heard some ripping noises and suddenly I was completely consumed by him. Yep, definitely ruined for other men…
He pulled my dress down exposing my nipples, hard and erect. He sucked on them and started a slow rhythm and built up until he was thrusting into me so hard I couldn't talk; all I could do was moan. He was so deep.
He laid his head on my shoulder, while his hand fondled my breast. Suddenly without notice he flipped me over to all fours. He was grasping and pulling my right nipple while continuing to pound into me. I let my arms drop so my head was flat on the couch. He and I both groaned at the depth he was going. I felt like I could feel every inch of him. He grabbed my ass hard. I knew he was getting close.
"You're coming too," he said so gravely and sultry it was almost my undoing. He reached around and pinched my clit pulling it and circling it. That was it for me. As I came long and hard I screamed.
"Oh, my God! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" I closed my eyes.
This must have been his undoing because within seconds he was cursing and frantically pushing into me. I could feel his dick pulsating as he emptied into the condom. With shaky breath he pulled out and collapsed on top of me.
It took a minute to catch my breath. When I finally gained my bearings and looked back at him, he was fast asleep. I kissed his lips. I'm not sure what possessed me. I doubted I would ever see this man again. As I thought about it, I figured I'd at least write a note and leave my number. He could do with it what he wanted. I mean maybe we could meet up again? He hadn't kicked me out when he saw me and he gave me the most intense orgasm, or orgasms, I should say, of my life. He was worth keeping around, right? At least that's what I told myself as I jotted down a note and my number.
I left that room and somehow I felt like I left everything behind. I had just met this man, but somehow I felt like I was losing a part of myself that I would never get back. Though I was optimistic and hoping he would call me, deep down inside I knew something was wrong, that maybe this wasn't the start of something grand, but the start and finish all at once.
I hopped into the elevator and as it took me down to my floor I cried. I cried so hard that I didn't recognize my reflection in the mirrored doors. I exited the elevator and walked to my hotel door.
I prayed that my friends were still asleep and snuck in. It was still early. Surely they would still be asleep or still out, right? As I entered the room, I found it empty. For a moment I panicked thinking I missed our flight or something but noticed all of our stuff was still there.
"They must still be out," I mumbled.
I curled up in one of the beds and just cried. For what, I really couldn't tell you. Perhaps I was crying for the ending of a chapter of my life or for the beginning of a new one that was still so uncertain. As I cried myself to sleep that morning, I wondered about my life and the direction I was going, but most importantly on how I felt like I had lost something that I never even had in the first place.
Ok so that's the set up. Whatcha think? Hit me! Reviews are better than Edward with morning wood. J/S.