Taking Orders For Dinner

Maya’s pov~

100k! Fuck! Where do we get that type of money from?

Kate can't die, goddamn it!

She just can't! Not when we are so close to getting out of all this!

I stared at my phone with a blank expression; the rain was merciless, but one thing lit up like a bulb in my head.

I have to find the masked man! I need that money!

So I ran towards the alley in the corner; hopefully, I can catch him in time to beg.

I hate that I have to, but Kate can't die. I dashed headfirst into the alley, accidentally kicking a bin. "Fuck! "I sucked in a deep breath; the pain shot through my spine, and I felt like lightning had struck me.

I looked around in the rain, hoping to see him, or…

My god, Maya, pull yourself together. What are you doing? I stood there, drenched; every hope I had to find him was washed away in the rain into the nearby drain. With no other choice, I turned back. When I did, he was standing behind me, tall, and his presence intimidated me. Still, what is it about this man that has me so unnerved?

Who is he? And why does he still wear the mask?

“Did you miss me?” his lips curled to reveal a sneaky smile. I took a step back away from him, but he reached out and grabbed me, steadying me before I could slip.’

"Careful," he smiled. Thunder above us roared, scaring me straight into his waiting arms. His black shirt was soaked beyond measure, exposing the lining of his strong arms; his body was hard, and the hair on it still maintained its curls, but they dripped.

"I… I'm sorry, I…" I started, my own voice betraying me as I looked up at him; his mask still terrified me.

“Are you ready to do what I want?" he asked in a low growl. His hair was full, and it covered his face; all I could see was under his chin.

"Ye... yes, only if you give me the money from earlier," I replied, shivering. Regaining my steps, I broke away from him.

“Hmmm… follow me." He took my hand and led me down the alley where his car was parked.

He opened the back seat and urged me to enter. No sooner had I entered than he grabbed my leg; he placed me on the seat and moved my thighs forward, close to the door. I felt the rain touch my feet; it was cold out.

Icy cold.

Slowly, he lowered himself, the rain still pouring on him. He raised the mask to reveal his mouth; he pulled my legs to where his lips waited.

Is he about to do what I think he is?

He opened my legs wide. “You smell good down here, just like I had imagined. " He didn't wait for a response. “It seems you’ve been wanting this." He touched my pussy, and I could feel his cold hand. The feeling sent endless jolts around my delicate area. I felt my pussy pulsate from it, and the cold from the rain made matters worse for me.

Why does a masked stranger turn me on? Focus, Maya, take the money and go!

I gasped as I felt his wet tongue divide my pussy lips. “Oh!" I inhaled sharply. He buried his head between my legs and got to work. First, he flicked it with his tongue before taking my entire clit in his mouth; he sucked on it like candy. I could feel his tongue turning. Around my pussy lips, almost like he was treasure hunting.

“Oh!” I moaned. Why are you doing this?” I asked amidst muffles, but there was no response. He kept gnawing, chewing, and flicking my pussy interchangeably. I arched my back as the sensation engulfed me.

Should I be enjoying this this much? I thought of my poor dying friend, but the thoughts evaporated just as fast as he slid his wet tongue into my pussy. He thrust it inside me, deeper and deeper; I held on to his hair to steady myself from falling off from the orgasm that was starting to rise.

“Please stop! I… I can feel it, it's..." I moaned, holding on to his hair tighter. “It's coming. "I felt this instant need to release. "I'm coming!” I pushed his head away instantaneously as the fluids gushed out of me.

He got up and stood in the rain watching me writhe in the back of his car; I panted heavily.

I'd never felt this before, not even with Alan, not like I've ever let him go this far, but…this man, he simply knew what to do to me.

“Turn around," he stated clearly. I gathered myself and folded in the corner, far away from him.

“What? I thought...”

“You thought wrong; don't make me repeat myself. Come here," he demanded, pointing back to where my squirt had stained his clean leather seat.

"Look, sir! You said you’d give me the money after I did what you wanted.”

“And did I tell you I was done?” His voice didn't tremble, nor did his body. I could feel the heat from his skin as I moved closer and closer to my spot.

"Sir..."

“Turn," he started circling his finger around my waist, "around." I gulped hard; what a shitty day.

I positioned myself the way he asked me to, face down, ass up.

My heart started feeling a familiar sensation, fear. Jumping, should I tell him?

I watched him slowly unbuckle his belt, his eyes fixed on my spread cheeks in front of him.

“You should know that I'm..." I felt the full girth of his dick penetrate me. "Oh my god!” I gasped, holding onto the passenger seat. "So tight," he thrust in. "So juicy, so sweet," he moaned as he thrust deeper; at first, it had started slowly, then he increased the tempo.

“Do you like it?” he asked softly. He kept going; he grabbed my soft ass before spanking it with his other hand.

I moaned hard; the pain and pleasure shot through my head. His big dick felt so, so good inside me; he kept going. He raised his leg onto the seat and pressed down on me. I could feel his might, but I didn't want him to stop.

He kept going, and he didn't stop until he held onto my hair and pulled up my face to meet his waiting lips.

“I can feel it; you want to squirt again, don't you?” His voice was deep, and the intensity of it did something to me.

“Yes, yes, I do. I want to cum!” I moaned again; he withdrew his dick just as I was about to squirt again. He leaned down, and the fluid flowed out of me into his mouth.

Fuck! Who is this beast? He held my hips again before sliding in again; this time, there was no obstacle in his way.

He pulled my hair again; he leaned towards my face, and he raised his left hand to my jaw and forced it open. Slowly, he let my own fluids trickle into my mouth; he spat out the rest.

"Swallow," he instructed, and I did. The salty taste of it sent my body into overdrive, and I started throwing my ass back at him. "Don't be greedy now; this is my turf; it's my turn to come." He went harder, playing with his dick inside my pussy, moving it around until he finally hit the spot.

“Fuck!” he moaned; he pressed his body on mine until we had collapsed on the leather seat. We stayed there together, our rhythm in sync.

Then he pulled away from me and stepped back out into the rain. I saw him take off his mask, but I couldn't see his face still; his hair had covered it.

He looked down at his dick; he jumped back, almost like he was shocked to see it. "Wait?" he asked, sliding his mask back in. He turned to show me the bloodstain on his pubic area. "Are you a virgin?” he asked, this time his voice trembled.

I nodded. “Well, I was; after tonight, I don't think I can hold it over Kate anymore. " I snickered, hoping to get a lighter reaction from him, but he stayed quiet.

“Get out," he finally said. "What?" I asked; he didn't respond. He walked towards the driver's seat as I got out into the heavy downpour.

He started the car.

“Hey! "I don't understand!” He pulled out into the street and drove off.

Shit, I didn't get the money. "Asshole!" I yelled after him before I dropped to the ground and cried my eyes out.

My phone blew up again, bringing me back to reality. I picked it up. “I’m here! Hi, I'm here, just pulling into the corner.” I lied before listening to what the nurse had to say.

I gathered my thoughts and headed for the main road; guilt ripped through me as I thought about Allan, my boyfriend.

I had promised to give him my virginity after marriage, but now…

I still had to try to ask him for the money either way as I sat in the cab on my way to the hospital to see Kate; my mind wouldn't stop thinking about the masked man and what he did to me tonight.