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One Night Stand With My Fiance's brother
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2026-05-01 23:06:25"Stop here." I said to the taxi driver as we neared a shabby-looking building. It was dark outside and the building looked depressing.
Was this really the right place? This couldn't be it, could it? Was this how a motel should look like? This looked more like a haunted building.
"Lady, are you getting down or not?" The driver hissed.
"I-I’m sorry." I apologized as I frantically got out of the car. He muttered under his breath and drove off as soon as I closed the door, leaving me alone in the dark.
It was chilly and I wrapped the coat I wore around myself tightly. I contemplated entering into the building at first but what was done was done and I couldn't afford to go back.
I let out a shaky breath as I made my way into the motel and glanced around. The lobby was empty but thankfully everywhere was clean and well lit.
I glanced at my watch. It was exactly nine and a man would be waiting for me inside room number twelve.
This was stupid and reckless but I sure as hell couldn't back down now.
I walked up the stairs and with every step, I felt anxiety creep in. What would he look like? Would I be safe… I didn't doubt the agency I contacted, they worked with elites and pride themselves in the safety of their clients but still, this was my first time doing something like this. I had some pepper spray in my pocket just in case.
I walked through the long corridor till I reached room number twelve and stopped in front of the door. I pressed my ear to the door and hoped to hear some movement in the room but I heard nothing. Inhaling and exhaling, I knocked softly and almost immediately the door opened making me stumble backwards.
The man standing in the doorway was tall, infact much taller than I expected. The light in the corridor was dim so I couldn't really see his face.
I cleared my throat. “Good evening….are you the man I'm looking for?” I asked.
There was no response from him, suddenly he reached out and grabbed my arm before pulling me into the room. I let out a squeal as the door closed behind me and clicked shut signifying that it was locked.
“What are you doing?” I asked. His grip on me was firm and I caught a whiff of his spicy scent, I broke free of him and backed away from him.
The room was dark and I couldn't see or feel anything but could definitely feel his presence in the room.
“It's dark in here. Please turn on the light.” I said. What was his problem or was this part of the arrangement. The agency promised safety but I didn't feel very safe right now.
I heard some movement then light illuminated the room. It came from a lamp on the nightstand and gave the room a cozy feel. It's a neatly arranged room and he small bed was laid out nicely. There was a small wardrobe in the corner and only one window in the room. Other than that the room was practically bare.
The man was leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. I could feel his gaze all over me, watching me.
“Why did you grab me like that earlier. Is this how you treat your customers? I don't what game you're playing at but I'll report you to the agency if you don't know your place.” I said angrily, hoping I sounded intimidating enough.
He didn't respond but I could clearly see the way the corner of his mouth lifted.
Was he smiling.
“What's so funny?” I snapped at him.
“You're scared. You don't have to be because I'll make you feel good tonight.” His voice was deep and the sound made my stomach do flip flops.
“Then do it and stop talking.” I said feeling annoyed. Imagine someone as low as him talking to me like that. There wasn't any time to replace this man but I definitely was going to report his rudeness and boldness.
He chuckled and moved closer to me and I fought the urge to step back. He was enormous up close, easily towering over my five-foot-six frame, his broad shoulders straining his crisp black shirt.
The light coming from the lamp revealed his features and I stared in awe. He was handsome with gorgeous brown eyes which were now staring at me intensely.
I didn't like the way he looked at me, like he could see me my inner thoughts.
“Back up.” I said but I sounded scared. My heart was pounding and I gulped.
He did the exact opposite as he came closer and I had to tilt my chin up to hold his gaze.
“What’s someone like you doing here? You look like a frightened animal, weak and helpless.” He whispered, running his thumbs across my cheek.
“Do you talk to your clients this way?”
“I apologize for my bluntness, I'm just trying to set the mood.” He whispered.
“Well I don't have all night.”
My plan was to lose my virginity to a stranger and that was it. I didn't want that romantic bullshit after all this arrangement was anything but romantic.
“But the night is all we have.” He said in his deep velvety voice.
His hand came up slowly, and he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
He cupped my chin and tilted my face up. I freeze as his mouh found mine roughly.
Wait! Kissing wasn't part of the arrangement.
I gasped into his mouth as he took of my coat revealing the loose dress I wore under. His cologne wrapped around me, dark and spicy, mingling with the clean, masculine scent of his skin that made my thighs clench instinctively.
He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes and I swore his piercing brown eyes softened a bit.
“You don't know who I am?” He asked softly.
What the hell was he talking about? How should I know who he was? He was just a common gigolo.
“Stop talking and just get to what you're here for.” The sooner we were done with this, the sooner I could leave. He stared at me for what felt like an eternity and he smiled.
Take off your dress.” He commanded.
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