Chapter 1

Olivia’s POV

I fucked a total stranger on my boyfriend's birthday.

Did I enjoy it? Yes, I did.

Did I regret it? Maybe a little.

But I’d do it over and over again in a heartbeat.

What would you do if you were in my position?

I mean, he was everything my boyfriend wasn’t in bed. And no, I’m not sorry….

**

He pressed his body against my back, forcing my hands to tremble while I tried to unlock the door.

I could feel his nose and breath on my skin. His mask rubbing against my neck as he kissed and sniffed me like a baby.

“Settle down.” I teased, pushing my hand through his hair.

“Sure, sure.” He says, moving his hands around my body. Eventually resting a hand on my breast.

The stranger gives me a tight squeeze, I jerked up, the sensation from my breast running through my body.

Then his hands moved from my breast down to my skirt. Deliberately like a slithering snake, his hand touched my thighs and moved to my butt cheeks, pressing on them softly.

A soft moan escaped my lips. And before I knew it, two fingers invaded my mouth.

I froze, unable to unlock the door.

I could feel my walls contract and my nipples harden.

We were in front of the hotel room. Anyone could see us. But I guess he didn’t mind.

“We’re outside.” I muttered, tasting his fingers in my mouth.

“So?” He asked, trailing his fingers out my mouth and down to my throat.

“Someone could see us.”

“Then lead me out of here.” He said, chuckling into my ears.

I could smell the strong stench of alcohol from his breath.

But it doesn’t matter. I smelled just as he did, and I liked it.

Slap! His hand connected with my ass. I moved forward a bit, but he pulls me back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked, laughing softly into my ears.

I chuckled, holding the key steady and turning the lock.

Click. The door opens.

“Oh! Would you look at that.”

We both laughed as I lead him inside.

The door barely clicked shut before I pushed him towards it, slamming his back on it. My hold on the key loosens and it fell to the floor.

His brown eyes stared intensely at me through his mask. I could swear there was something sinister and hot about him.

“You’re a hot one, aren’t you?” He asked, moving his hand to my mask.

I held his fingers before it could touch it. “No. Our mask stays on, let’s leave it at that.”

“Sure.” He pulls me in for a kiss.

I gasped against his mouth as he kissed me hard, teeth catching my lip, tongue already claiming space like he owned it.

His hands set out over me, rough, impatient, sliding under my shirt like he’d been starving all day.

I pulled him closer to me and shoved him back toward the door just to feel him hit it with a low grunt.

My fingers moved down to his trouser, already yanking at his belt, metal clinking, leather sliding free.

I broke out from the kiss, going down on both knees. Slowly pulling his trousers down.

His underwear barely contained the bulge poking out.

I grinned hard, staring at his size. It was huge and I knew I would love it. I wanted to taste, to feel it inside me.

I kept eye contact with the stranger as I tugged his boxers down just enough. His cock springs free. Thick, hard, already slick at the tip.

I wrap my hand around the base, jerking at it and massaging his shaft.

He let out a slow grunt, gripping my hair.

I take him into my mouth, slow at first. My tongue swirls over the head, tasting his huge cock.

He groans low, fingers sliding into my hair.

I suck harder, sliding down until he hits the back of my throat. Wet, steadily up and down, hand twisting his cock with my lips.

“Fuck.” he chokes out, thrusting slowly in my mouth.

I take him deeper, throat working around him as he starts to thrust shallowly.

When he tenses, I don’t stop. He comes hard, hot pulses spilling across my tongue.

I swallow every drop, milking him until he slumps back, trembling.

I pull off slowly, lips curled in satisfaction, and press a soft kiss on him.

He stares down at me.

“You’re insane.”

I just smile, and jerked his dick back to life.

In a low tone, he asked. “Can you stand?”

I nod. And took to my feet.

He starts to undress, his physique showing fully to me.

Fuck!

Then I proceeded to unclothe myself. I stripped down to my underwear. Feeling shy, I couldn’t bring myself to pull it off.

A broad smile painted his face, as he watched me.

Then he comes at me, locking lips with and caressing my back. I responded in kind, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him deeply.

He lifts me off the ground, close to him. While he led us to the bed.

My back touched the bed softly. He pulled away from the kiss and placed his mouth on my nipples. Sucking hard and massaging the other.

I felt two fingers on my pussy, rubbing and sculpting it.

“You’re so wet.”

His words sent a trailing sensation through my entire body. I couldn’t bear but tremble.

A part of me was screaming to stop him. But within me I wanted this to go on.

He dropped further below me, his head in front of my pussy as I could feel his breath on it.

Gosh! What was going to happen to me?

I stared down at him sheepishly, my legs spread wide.

He peered forward slowly, almost as if he was counting his path to my pussy.

Unknowningly, I tensed back.

Small laughter spews from his mouth. “It’s alright.” He said. “I’d take good care of her.”

Excitement came over me, anticipation became an addictive drug that moment.

Before I could wrap my head around it all, I felt his lip on my panty, just at the entrance of my pussy.

He kissed my soaked pussy right through my panties and lifted his eyes to mine. My juice was glistening on his lips.

Yes!

I watched in lust as he placed his tongue out and licked around his mouth, swallowing whole. Holy shit!

Keeping eye contact with me, he went in again, licking upwards on my soaked pants. “Hmm.” He muttered. “Delicious, so tasty.”

My nipples hardened more, feeling the tension between my legs. Before I could utter a word, he slipped my pant to a side and inserted his index finger into my soaked pussy.

“Ahhh!.”

Holy fuck!

In an attempt to stop him, i pulled my legs together. But he opens me wide again and cemented his head into me. Mouth straight into my pussy. Licking, sucking and fingering me to ecstasy.

I’m vibrating, shutting my eyes to feel his tongue inside me.

“You don’t need these.” I heard his words as he dragged my pants off, leaving them tangled around one thigh before he buried his face between my legs again.

“You’re shaking,” he murmurs, voice low and rough.

Of course, you cunt! I whispered within myself.

He pulled his lips from my pussy and looked up at me.

Staring at him, I could see a devilish smile on his face. My juice coated half his face, glistening from nose to chin.

“More,” I demanded.

He smiled, standing up as he starts to rub his throbbing cock.

Slowly he came up to me, positioning himself in front of my pussy, teasing my clit before he thrust in hard. One brutal stroke and he was buried inside me.

My head knocked back against the bed. A whimpering sound escaped my mouth. His full length inside me made me bite down on my lip.

He didn’t give me time to adjust.

His hips snapped forward, fast, punishing. The wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.

I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging in, trying to anchor myself while he fucked me like he was trying to ruin me.

I wrapped one leg around his waist, locking him in a tight hold as he thrust in and out of me.

His hand slid between us, fingers circling my clit in a merciless stroke.

I shattered almost instantly.

The orgasm ripped through me like a live wire, my whole body vibrating down on me. I came so hard I felt myself gush.

He groaned like it hurt him, thrusts turning sloppy.

“Come inside me,” I gasped against his ear, voice raw. “Fill me up, don’t stop! Do it now.”

That did it.

His rhythm broke. He slammed in one last time, deep enough. I felt the hot rush of his seed spilling inside me. Again and again until it was dripping back out around his cock.

For a while we stayed connected, breathing heavily as we stared at each other. He pulls out with a loud pop, before crashing on the bed beside me.

We lay in bed, hearts beating.

**

The next morning I woke up to the loud sound of my phone ringing.

Who could it be? And why was the person ruining my sleep?

I pulled the mask off my face, and grumpily forced my hand towards the bedside table.

I blinked slowly and opened my eyes. Sleep still having a hold on me, I peered into my phone and swipe the screen open.

Immediately my eyes jolted upright.

There on my screen was a notification of 12 miss calls, and a text message from my fiancé.

A lump formed in my throat as I stared at the text massage Kane had sent.

The words sit there, sharp and taunting. No emojis, no typos. Just six words that struck me deep.

HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME!