02. Sleeping together

(Thelma)

Gulping, I stared at the huge white door in front of me, as I was afraid of the masculine figure that wanted to step out.

I remembered that Mr. Adam had asked me to go in, but I stood nervously in my red midi dress, as I continued to stare at the huge door.

I could hear the scattering of things inside the room, and I was seriously afraid and felt like peeing on my pants.

"Was it a monster in the room that Mr. Adam wanted to pay me to sleep with?" I asked myself as I was afraid, and before I knew it, I was gradually taking some steps backwards, as I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching the magnificent white door and creaking it open.

I jumped back in fear, as a tall, handsome black man with short black hair on his head and his deep silver, almost colorless eyes stepped out from the room, and he staggered to regain his balance first, before his eyes stared at me in shock.

The man was so handsome, and my jaw dropped as my struggling at the door behind me paused to stare at his features properly.

The man looked like a model, or an actor, and he held my gaze as I held his gaze too.

My blue eyes met his silver eyes, and he demanded, "Who are you?"

My lips parted to speak my name, but no words came out of my lips.

The man looked at me angrily, and he strode to meet me, as I stood frozen at the door. The moment he approached me, he grabbed my arms to throw me out of the sitting room,. but as he attempted to unlock the door behind me, he paused and cursed aloud, "Damn it!"

The man staggered, leaning more on my slim frame. I inhaled his thick masculine scent and felt my legs trembled with intense arousal. The man seemed to have lost his balance and was holding onto my arms.

"Who brought you..." his words trailed, as he was beginning to sweat seriously. He is an attractive man, and so, he move away and shut the door behind me, as he stared at me like a predator.

"Who let you in here?" The man asked, his stern voice made my heart trembled as I could see his face contorted in pain, and he stared at me angrily, like I was a pest that he wanted to get rid of, and the next moment he cussed, "Damn it! Why an I feeling hot! What's wrong with me? Was I drugged?"

He looked like he was in serious pain, and he grabbed my arms and carried me into the bedroom.

"Let go of me," I screamed, my voice trembled and the man froze as he heard my tiny voice.

"You have to bear with me, Miss. Something is wrong with me, and I cannot help it, but I desire to have you," the man said, his hands reaching to strip off my dress. As he seemed like he was under fire.

"You want me?..." I asked him in shock, as if I had forgotten why I was in his bedroom.

"Yes," the man replied shamelessly, as he started stripping his white top and white trousers, and I gulped because I hadn't slept with a man before.

When I stared at the man's unclad, handsome, chiseled chest after he stripped off his clothes, towering over me.

I shyly looked away from him, as his bedroom was painted white and beautiful too.

I didn't know that the man had completely removed his boxers, until he approached me on the bed, and kissed my forehead . His hot voice fanned my left ear as he asked, "What are you still waiting for? Strip." He helped me undressed, and I was helpless and also in need of him.

"Wait..." I was shy because it was my first time, but this silly man was aroused, and ready to get down in bed with me. His body was hard, and seeing his member, I gasped, "Ha!"

I looked away to hide my embarrassed look, and the man laid above me and started taking off my underwear.

I melted on the bed, inhaling his strong masculine scent, and I watched him took off my underwear.

The man kissed my lips roughly first, but when my lips parted and gave him access to my tongue, he calmed and reached for my intimate parts, and I jolted.

I was scared and wanted to push the man away, because he was drunk and acting under the influence of alcohol, but he was strong, and I couldn't push him off.

"Damn it! What's wrong with me?" The man asked himself, like he was trying to stop himself from doing what he was about to do. But the next moment, he pinned me on the bed and parted my legs.

Afraid; I shut my eyes as the man thrust into me, and I cried.

I held him to stop, but he couldn't, as he kept thrusting into me with passion. He was moaning as I groaned, but he seized me and continued with the steady thrust of his hips against mine. The sounds of his body against mine filled the room, as his moans filled my ears.

After a few more deep thrust, the man reached his climax and collapsed on me. I felt his hot discharge slip into me, and I was afraid, as my body was still trembling.

The handsome man did not romance me like what I had read in romance novels, and watched on some short movie. As he didn't even pet me, nor try to get me prepared.

He just grabbed my arms, threw me on his bed, and towered above me. After sleeping with me, he fell asleep, snoring right next to me.

I wanted to get up from the bed, but seeing his large arm wrapped around my waist in a possessive hug, I was too tired to push his hands off. So, I slowly shut my eyes and lay back on the bed beside him.

Later, I awoke and it wasn't yet morning. Carefully, I sat on the bed and wanted to search for my clothes to wear them and leave his house, but I felt tired from the last night's events between us, and my head was still aching.

Finally, I fell asleep again on the bed, after staring at the handsome man who was sleeping peacefully beside me.

The next morning, the sun rays bathed my face, and I awoke and sat on the bed.

Staring beside me, I didn't see the handsome man on the bed, and looking around the room, I found him standing there by the window, glaring at me.

A white towel was wrapped around his waist, his chest was bare, revealing that we'll toned abs, that I felt my cheeks flsuhed.

The man stood beside the window, and he was the one who had pulled the curtains widely open to allow the sun rays on my face, as he glared at me, his eyes filled with anger

"Who the hell are you, and how did you get into my bedroom?" He demanded, and I could feel my core throbbing, and yet he was asking me that silly question.

The man looked so powerful, exuding an air of dominance, but I ignored him and slid out from the bed, as I realized I was bare, since he had pulled off my clothes the previous night and flung them scattered around his bedroom.

"Answer me! How did you get in here, and what happened between us?" The man charged at me, gripped my left arm and swirled me around to face him.

Meeting his dark, handsome face and his silver eyes that sent shivers down my spine, I gulped and parted my lips to speak, but no words came out from my trembling lips.

"Take your things and get out!" The man spat, and I shuddered away from him, searching the room for my red midi dress, and the red panties and bra that I wore the previous day, as I could feel the man's cold eyes watching my every move.

"Get out!" The man barked at me, throwing a towel on my bare waist.

Frightened like a chicken scared to death, I ran out of his bedroom to dress up in the sitting room, not minding that I was bare.

My heart was pounding faster, as I wore my panties and my bra, and I fumbled to wear my red dress.

Luckily, there was no zip on my red dress, and I searched around the sitting room for my red purse that I had come with the previous night, as I remembered that my red purse was still in the man'sp bedroom.  The handsome strange man that I had just had a one-night stand with, if I would even call it a one-night stand.

Pausing, I knocked on the bedroom door, since the man's domineeringig aura frightened me the most, but my hands shook as I knocked on the door, because the red purse contained my phone and car keys too.

Knock knock... I knocked again, but I heard no response from the man.

Gently, I pushed the door open and peeked my beautiful head into the man's bedroom and apologized, "Please sir, I forgot to take my red purse."

I saw the man standing beside the king-size bed, and he was on a phone call, so I quickly rushed into his room like a crazy lady, and I took my red purse and darted out of the room.

I bumped into Mr. Adam as I rushed out to the white sitting room, and he said, "Good morning, miss, please wait let me..."

Before Mr. Adam could complete his statement, I ran away from the sitting room, exiting the second-floor lounge and rushing downstairs.