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Bethany

“What are you doing to me?”

I asked as my whole body shivered from just a small contact with him. It was too much.

“You feel it too, don’t you?”

He whispered in that voice that did things to me. He reached out and caressed my face. I inhaled deeply, holding my breath as his rough palms traced my face. I didn’t know when I closed my eyes. I felt him lean in.

I knew he was going to kiss me and that I should stop him but I didn’t. It was as if I was frozen in time. It took forever but soon; he took my lips in a kiss that started soft and tender but soon became something else.

It was as if something snapped inside of me and all the pent-up energy came bursting out. Before I knew what was going on, I was already straddling him. His arms were around my waist and fondling my ass as we made out in an uncomfortable position inside my car.

If my legs hadn’t started to cramp, I might not have gotten back my sense. Heck, even after I pulled away, I still wasn’t back to my senses because if I had, I wouldn’t have said the next thing I said to him.

“Want to go home with me? My house isn’t far from here.”

I whispered even though I knew just how much of a bad idea it was to invite a stranger who I met a few minutes ago to the house where I stayed alone. I didn’t have time to take my words back because he pulled me in for another intense kissing session that cleared all the doubts that formed in my mind.

For tonight, my senses were far gone and all I had left was my raging horniness.

“Only if you let me drive.”

He said when he pulled away from the kiss. At this point, I was far too gone to even think straight, he could have asked for my banknote and passcode to my cards and I would have given them to him willingly.

I don’t know how he did it but he moved to the driver seat and dropped me off in the passenger seat. He helped me with the seatbelt which I was grateful for because I still couldn’t function properly after the intense kiss we just shared.

I managed to show him the directions to my apartment and immediately the door closed behind us, we were on each other. Kissing like old time lovers as I led him to my bedroom and then our clothes came off and before I knew it, we were on the bed.

My heart was racing, pounding, pumping me full of blood and adrenaline as he climbed between my legs. There should’ve been a hundred reasons why we should stop this. I had a thousand angry voices screaming in my head, brutally chastising me. They were calling me crazy for bringing back home a man I knew nothing about, calling me a hore, a lunatic, a horny idiot…

But every last one of them gasped as he shoved himself home.

Yesssssss…

My eyes rolled back, and I knew instantly I’d made the right decision. I knew it in the way my thighs automatically parted, in the satisfying way my hips cracked. I knew it in the way my legs took on a mind of their own; wrapping themselves around his tightly-shredded flanks. My heels locked and began pulling him in. Driving him deeper and more fully inside me, with every successive stroke.

Mother of God, YES.

My whole body didn’t just tingle, it vibrated. My muscles were surging, twisting, pumping. My skin was on fire.

And through it all, we never broke eye contact.

Fuuuuck.

I was so fucking grateful for it. I needed this. I needed him. The sad truth was, I hadn’t been laid in forever. Well, since my ex-husband and that was so long ago. I didn’t mind that I barely knew this man, I just knew I loved what he was doing between my legs and I loved being filled by his fullness.

I shoved all other thoughts aside as he increased his speed and angle, pile-driving me deep into the bed. Forehead to forehead, eye to eye, I fucked him back. No words were said. An entire ocean of understanding passed silently between us, without a single word being uttered.

His hard thrust became more merciless eliciting gasps and whimpers I couldn’t hold back. In sweet retribution I squeezed his arms even tighter, driving my nails in.

His mouth moved to my neck and he started sucking hard there as he continued thrusting in and out of me. The feel of his mouth on my neck made everything even hotter, I don’t know how he did it but I felt his teeth sink into the bridge between my shoulder and my neck. The pain missed with pleasure drove me crazy.

“I am gonna—“

I didn’t get to finish the words as my orgasm ripped through me like a bomb, rolling up so quickly and unexpectedly I didn’t even have time to react. There was no holding back. No denying the pleasure he was giving me as, for the first time since we’d started, I was forced to look away.

Shit…

My mouth opened in a silent ‘O’ as I screwed my eyes shut and climaxed all over his thick, unmercifully thrusting shaft. I couldn’t hide it, or keep anything that powerful to myself. I could only grip him tightly, and grind harder against him. I dug my heels into his flanks like that of a horse, surging happily through my climax, riding the guilty waves of pleasure he delivered with such expertly-tailored thrusts.

I came groggily, my body still rocking forward and back as my lover continued digging me out. He followed a few thrusts later and offloaded his hot seed inside me. I didn’t care that it was our first time, I let him come inside me and after it was over, we both laid there without any words.

It only took a few minutes for us to recover and then we were kissing again. I could easily say that it was the best night of my life. We had sex more than four times the whole night and each time, it felt like it was the first time.

I finally fell asleep at about four am in the morning with his arms wrapped around me but when I opened my eyes later, I was alone in the room. I looked around to see if he left a note or anything behind but I found nothing. I then realized that I didn’t know anything about this guy. Not even his name.