I have been with men....but this… this was something I wasn't prepared for. Well I did imagine him big but this was more than I could take.
His manhood stood firm, veins visible, and he smirked looking at my reaction.
"Glad you're not disappointed."
I held him in my hands, warmth spreading through my palms. He moaned softly and pulled me into a kiss. Within moments, all our clothes barely clinging before were on the floor.
He paused for a second, staring at my naked body in a way that made time feel like it had stopped.
He went and gripped my nipples hard enough to feel pleasure more than pain his mouth next I wanted him inside .
I craved him.
He rose hovering above me.
I looked at him with pleading eyes.
"What do you want?" he asked.
I hesitated for a brief moment before saying, "I want you… right now."
He smiled. "Glad we're on the same page."
He parted my legs and moved closer, pushing his c*ck slow at first careful, yet intense. A soft moan escaped me. Then, in one deep motion, I felt everything at once, my head spinning.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah…" I breathed.
As if that was all he needed, he began moving again deeper, stronger. Every motion sent waves through me. His hands found me, his lips near my ear, and within moments, I was overwhelmed by the intensity.
But he didn't stop.
Again and again, he pulled me into the moment, shifting, moving, never slowing down. He was a monster to be honest he was pounding me and I was enjoying it I guess that makes me a monster too . I moaned " you are divine" he said before finally cumming .Time blurred. Exhaustion crept in, but he seemed untouched by it.
At some point, I must have drifted into sleep.
When I woke up, morning light filled the room and he was gone.
I was clean, but my body ached. On the table, I found a note:
I had fun last night , hope you find a good replacement for your clothes.
Beside it was a blank check .
I knew one-night stands were meant to end after one night… but this? This felt like the worst way to end it.
For a moment, I wanted to find him and throw the cheque back in his face.
But I didn't.
Instead, I got up and started getting ready. My clothes weren't scattered on the floor anymore they were neatly folded on the counter.
"At least one decent thing," I muttered.
Still, I couldn't let it go.
I grabbed a pen and left my own reply:
Good for you. I hope next time I feel the same.
P.S. Needs some improvement.
It wasn't true.
But pride matters.
That felt much better. After taking a moment to admire the work of art this room was, I prepared to leave.
That's when I noticed a necklace shining on the counter. I didn't remember him wearing one.
Should I keep it or leave it?
If I left it here, it might get lost… right? It's not like I want to see him again. I just don't want it to get stolen.
Yeah… I'll give it back when he asks.
With that thought, I left the room.
To my surprise, the same assistant I had seen yesterday was standing by the door.
I nodded at him and turned to leave. "If your boss comes looking for something, tell him you know where to find me," I said, giving a small wink.
He didn't react at all.
Embarrassed, I quickly started to walk away when he spoke.
"A car is waiting for you. It will take you home."
I paused, then smiled and nodded.
And just like that, I was finally home.