Chapter 5: One Night to Forget

By the time they got to the hotel room, the door barely clicked shut before he had her pressed against the wall, his body pinning hers, his mouth crashing down on hers.

The kiss was gentle at first, then it became rough, demanding, his tongue sweeping past her lips. She moaned into him, her hands tangling in his hair, her nails scraping his scalp.

"Are you sure?" He cupped her face, his thumbs brushing her cheeks. His blue eyes searched hers with an intensity that was both unsettling and safe. “We can stop. Anytime.”

“Yes, I'm sure,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

His lips moved against hers again. He tasted faintly of the whiskey he’d sipped in the bar. Her fingers brushed the rough texture of his stubble, then slid into the thick, dark hair at his nape. He deepened the kiss and led her to the bed.

He removed her clothes and unhooked her bra with ease. It slipped away, and the cool air tingled her bare breasts as his warm hands cupped them, his thumbs brushing her nipples, causing a sharp sensation.

“Aahhhh,” she arched her back, pressing harder against him.

His lips closed gently around one nipple, sucking lightly, sending a jolt of pleasure through her; she gasped, arching further into him. “God, yes,” she whispered, her fingers tangling in his hair.

He switched to her other breast, his touch tender. “Are you okay?” he murmured.

“More,” she breathed, pulling him closer. “Don’t stop.”

He gently laid her on the bed, then stripped off his clothes, standing before her, fully naked.

Her gaze flickered down, taking in his hard, engorged erection, her heart thundering.

“Holy Shit!” she stared, her mouth falling slightly open, her eyes bold despite the red flush on her cheeks.

He smirked faintly, easing onto the bed, bracing himself on his forearms over her. His knee nudged her thighs apart, and she opened for him, her breath hitching.

His lips brushed her jaw, then her neck, as his hand slid down her belly, fingers slipping through soft curls to her entrance.

She tensed, a small whimper escaping her lips.

"Shhh,” he murmured in her ear, his voice soothing. “I’ve got you. Okay?” His fingers were gentle, exploring, finding her wet and ready.

A moan slipped from her lips as his fingers circled her clit. 

“Ohhhh,” she clenched her fingers, gripping the sheet tightly.

He dipped a finger inside her, the stretch tight, mingling with an intense, unfamiliar pressure. She cried out, her hips lifting off the bed.

“Too much?” he asked, his breath warm against her.

“No,” she breathed, her eyes flashing with desire. “More… please.” Her moan deepened, urging him on.

He added a second finger, stretching Lauren gently, moving with agonizing slowness, his thumb circling her clit. The sensations grew more intense, stealing her breath. She twisted against his hand, a low moan building in her throat. “Mmm… oh, God,” she gasped, pushing her hips up to meet his rhythm.

“Feel good?” he murmured.

“Yes!” she cried, her moan breaking into a sob as she came. “Aah!” she tensed violently. The sound rippled from her throat, leaving her trembling and clutching his shoulders.

As the tremors faded, he withdrew his fingers slowly, his touch gentle.

He shifted, settling his hips between her thighs, his cock pressing against her. He reached down, guiding himself, nudging her entrance. 

“Ready?” he looked into her eyes, placing a hand gently on her chin.

“Yes,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling him closer. “Now,” she urged.

​He pushed through the tightness, and a sudden sharp pain made her gasp, her nails digging into the taut muscles of his back.

He froze instantly, his whole body tense.

"Mm-hmm." The pain faded, replaced by a rush of pleasure and fullness that made her breath catch. "Please, don't stop."

He thrust deeper, gazing into her eyes, his breath hot and uneven against her neck, making her shiver.

"Feels... so good," she breathed, her eyes fluttering shut, as she let herself sink into the feeling.

He let out a low groan, pressing his forehead to hers.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he rasped, closing his eyes against the sensation.

He began to move slowly, allowing her body to adjust, and the friction sent sparks up her spine. She moved with him, matching his rhythm, her breath coming faster.

"Ohh... Ahhh..." she groaned, a soft cry slipping from her lips as her hips moved desperately with his.

He kissed her deeply, swallowing her soft moans, and when he shifted, the next thrust made her whole body jolt, sparks flashing behind her closed eyes.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” she cried out, throwing her head back into the pillow.

“Hmmph,” he groaned, feeling her tighten. “You’re… incredible.”

She clung to him, her moans getting louder, the pressure building until it was almost too much. "Don't slow down... please," she gasped, her whole body shaking.

When she came, a scream tore from her as her body convulsed around him. He followed, groaning deeply, his release surging inside her. 

He collapsed on top of her, both exhausted and breathless.

He paused, searching her face, as he brushed a damp strand of hair from her forehead. "Are you okay?"

Lauren nodded with a broad smile, feeling her chest lighten as if she had finally let go of Logan and all the baggage he left behind. “Way better than okay,” she whispered, a sigh slipping out as she peacefully drifted to sleep.

When morning came, Lauren's eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar ceiling, a cold knot of dread twisting in her stomach.

This is not my room.

A groan escaped her lips as her skull felt like it was filled with nails. She pressed her hand to her temple, wincing, with the sour taste of stale beer lingering on her tongue.

Her eyes flicked across the room, searching for something familiar, as her heart pounded against her chest.

Her clothes lay crumpled on the floor, tangled with something black that clearly wasn’t hers.

She hesitated as she turned, not sure she wanted to see what was next.

A man lay beside her, his dark hair messy, his bare chest gently rising with each breath. For a moment, she stared, holding her breath.

Holy shit. This cannot be happening.

She froze, her heart pounding wildly. His hand rested on her breast, pinning her to the bed. She attempted to move, but the sheet slipped, revealing her naked body.

"Oh God," she whispered, her hands trembling so much she could barely hold the sheet. "No, no, no." Her voice cracked as panic surged through her. "What the hell did I do?"

She looked at the stranger, her breath coming in quick gasps. "Did I just lose my virginity to a random guy?" she whispered, pulling the sheet up to her chin.

Nice job, Lauren. Just perfect. Couldn’t have screwed it up more if I tried.

Then it hit her, hard, worse than the hangover. Her eyes flew wide open, heart slamming against her ribs.

Crap. My new job starts today!