CHAPTER 1: THE HANDSOME STRANGER

JULIAN'S POV 

"This room is good," He said, his eyes on me. 

I couldn't help but wonder what I was doing. This wasn't right_ This wasn't me.

I watched as the stunningly handsome man placed his card on the door and the ding that came after, indicating that the door was unlocked. 

I swallowed again, my hands a bit sweaty. 

"Ain't you coming in?" His dangerous yet cool voice rang in my ears as he stared at me with his pairs of deep dark eyes. 

He was so handsome that he made me feel jealous at heart. How could a man be so handsome? 

We are both men, but he has so many things that I dare not even dream about. 

Look at that broad chest, look at that pale and sharp face, look at that waist that made him look manly___ I lacked them all!

Although I identified as a man, my beautiful features, flat belly with no ounce of abs, and tiny waist made me look a lot like all those fictional fairies, making it impossible for me to brag about being "manly" at all. 

"I'm coming in," Thinking about it to this point, I realized it wasn't a big deal to enter the room with the handsome stranger to count how many abs he had...

I stepped into the room, forcing a natural expression on my face as I took in the grand room, which was so much like a suite. The decoration was classic, like a traditional but with a mix of modern settings. 

I looked toward the handsome man again, wondering what kind of taste he had, but no matter what, this taste wasn't bad at all. 

I walked toward the large bed and had a seat, trying to discuss a bit before starting the 'business'~  

Well...

That was a lie. 

The handsome stranger grabbed my arm the moment we entered the room. He pushed me toward the bed and cornered me, giving me no chance to escape. 

His eyes bore into mine, his cold expression making it impossible for me to understand what he was thinking at the moment. 

My heart skipped a beat. He had trapped me. He must really be planning to do the deed with me, but wasn't he nervous, too? Was I the only one nervous here? Even though I was the one who agreed to spend the night with him, my heart still wouldn't stop racing~

I held my breath, encouraging myself that I was a man, too. I might not have abs, I might be slim with a pretty face, but I was still a man. "Mister, what are you doing?" Dumb question... tsk!

As expected, his lips curved up in a pleasant smile that made him look especially dazzling, "What are we here to do? Play? Talk? No, baby. We are here to have fun," 

With that, he pressed his lips on mine, and my eyes widened. I stepped back unconsciously, but the door was right behind me, so there was no even space to escape. He pinned my hands on the door, his lips forcing an opening on mine. 

I blinked and blinked. My heart was a mess, but I knew something was about to happen, and this was what I had signed up for. Accepting my fate, rather reluctantly, I closed my eyes and gently parted my lips to give him access. 

This was the first time I would ever kiss anyone, so I knew my action might be awkward, but the handsome stranger didn't seem to mind as his tongue entered mine, and he quickly ravaged my mouth. 

It was rough but warm. The presence of another man's tongue in mine, his saliva mixing with mine, gave me a strange feeling that I had never felt before, but it wasn't that very uncomfortable. 

Slowly but steadily, I lost myself in the kiss and felt my body growing weaker. My thoughts became muddled, and breathing was quite difficult, but I didn't want to kiss to end, so I refrained from pushing him. 

He released my pinned hands, and I wrapped them around his neck while he grabbed my waist and deepened the kiss. 

After a while, he broke the kiss, and our eyes met. "Is this your first time kissing someone?" He asked, his voice a bit husky. 

I lowered my eyes, the embarrassment from being a virgin at 20 gnawing on me. "Yes, it is," My voice was as low as mosquitoes... Really embarrassing!

It needed to be noted that all my friends had already lost their virginity at 18, and the reserved ones lost it at 19. I was the only one among my friends who had refrained from having sex, even when I had a boyfriend. 

Not because I didn't want it, but because I wanted my first time to be special. I've always dreamt about how a beautiful bottom like myself would be treated like an empress in bed by my amazing top. So, I had always kept myself clean, waiting for that moment with my darling boyfriend. But who would have expected... Hum!

My lips were caught in another round of fiery kisses again, cutting off my depressed thoughts, and this time, his hands ran amok on my body. He created tension in my clean body, making my temperature rise, and I couldn't help but groan. 

He broke the kiss and moved to my ear as he bit my earlobe. "It doesn't matter. I can teach you a bit tonight," He whispered, and suddenly, he pulled my hand and threw me toward the bed. 

It was rough, and I hit the bed like a weightless pillow, the soft bed serving as my savior. I glared at the handsome stranger. Even though I hadn't expected to be treated like an empress by him as it was just a one-night-stand thing but he should still be careful with me, right? Why was he so rough?!

He looked so handsome, delicate, noble, and cold, like an immortal, but his aggressiveness was unmatched. Damn him!

The handsome stranger didn't seem to mind my glare as he started removing his shirt, exposing his flawless chest, which glowed perfectly. My eyes were glued on his body, I swallowed, but this time, it wasn't from nervousness but from greed. 

His six... eight abs were on full display, and his straightened waist created so alluring visual that I felt like my blood was rushing toward my head. I sat up in bed, wanting to take a closer look at that perfect body, but who would have thought the handsome stranger would pounce on me at this moment? He dragged my legs to make me lay back in bed, and he pinned me down on the bed. 

He captured my lips in his, kissing passionately until a metallic taste filled my mouth, and I knew I was bleeding, but that didn't stop my perverted body from shifting closer to him so he would touch and kiss me more. 

His fingers moved down my face, raising my chin to deepen the kiss while his other hand started removing my buttons.  

Breaking the kiss, the handsome stranger trailed down my chin with his tongue, leaving love bites on my body as he slowly moved toward my chest. His fingers grazed my sensitive nipples, sending shock through my body, and a moan escaped my throat. 

He bit my nipple, his wet lips playing around the center, and all sorts of pleasure hit my body in waves. I closed my eyes as I moaned shamelessly, only stopping myself from pleading with him to suck faster. 

He swiftly moved, removing my pants from my waist, and he revealed my small dick which was another embarrassing part of me but had risen for a while already. 

His fingers stroked the standing dick, making me shiver inwardly, and I had to bite my lower lip to stop myself from cursing. 

"Huh?" He let out a low groan. It was low but powerful, and I felt my body craving for him even more. 

He put my little dick in his mouth, his tongue licking the tip while he sucked skillfully on it. I moaned and cried, grabbing the bedsheets as if my life depended on it. 

I released in his mouth, and with a little tap, he got my dick standing again, but he wasn't planning to pay attention to it anymore as he stood right and removed his trouser, pulling down his shorts with it, and he revealed a huge dick which was standing eagerly like a rod. 

I swallowed hard, fear creeping into my heart as I stared at the huge cock in front of me. 

The handsome stranger flipped me, he positioned me, making me raise my butt toward him, and my throat immediately dried up. 

I raised my slightly wet eyes to look at him, "It will hurt, right?" I asked fearfully.  

"No, it won't," He replied in a soothing voice. 

Liar.