One and done type

Ryder's Pov.

A girl in a short silver dress approached me, swaying her hips seductively.

"Hey, handsome!" she said, getting close to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, and whispering in my ear.

"You look stunning. Let me buy you a drink," I responded, fully immersed in the game.

"Sure, get me a Martini," she replied in her alluring voice.

I scanned her body, observing her from head to toe. She had a perfect figure, and her tanned skin was radiant in that silver dress. I nodded and signaled the bartender to prepare our drinks.

"So, beautiful, what's your plan for tonight?" I asked directly, not wasting any time. As a successful businessman, I valued efficiency.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" she asked, biting her lips sensually.

"Hmm, sounds like a good idea," I said, seizing her wrist and leading her to a dimly lit corridor. I searched for an available room and fortunately found an unlocked one.

It appeared to be a storage room, but we didn't care. I guided her inside and closed the door behind us.

As soon as the door was locked, our lips collided in a fiery kiss.

I started passionately kissing her. I plunged my tongue in her mouth and deepened the kiss .

My hands  ran along her bare thighs. I dragged her dress up and touched her panties.  I groaned in pleasure finding they were already drenched. I moved her panties aside and pushed my finger in her tight hole. She moaned in my mouth.

I started fucking her with my finger. Her whole body shook and she came hard on my finger. I moved away and unbuckled my belt. Dragging the zipper down, I pulled out my long ,thick ,fully erected dick. That girl's eyes widened as she licked her lips.

I pulled out a silver foil from my back pocket, tearing the packet by pulling it with my teeth . I took out a condom and rolled it down on my dick. In a swift movement, I ripped open her panties and lifted her by her waist, jamming her back against the wall.

She wrapped her legs around my waist . I slowly put her down on my dick and both moaned aloud at the connection. The music was loud outside. Nobody was going to hear us as we were loud. I started fucking her deep and hard, not stopping for a second. I was a dom and I liked it rough and hard. By the way, she was moaning, it seemed she liked it too. Soon my thrusts became urgent and faster and I came, groaning a string of curses. While the girl came on my dick at the same time.

I pulled out and disposed of the condom. The girl straightened her clothes.

"That was amazing," she said.

"Hmmm," I hummed in response, quickly tucking myself back into my boxers and zipping up my pants.

"By the way, I'm Jessica," she said, smiling at me. Not again.

"Ryder," I replied with a smirk. "Thanks for the amazing time." And I started to walk away.

"So... will I see you again?" she asked me.

"Oh no, babe. I'm more of a one and done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my friends, I left the club, feeling no need to look back.

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"Yeah, Mom, I'll be there on time for lunch," I said through the car's speakers. I was talking to my mom on the phone. "I'm on my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her deeply. "No, she hasn't answered my calls all morning. Okay, let me drive and reach her quickly. Bye, Mom. See you later."

Bella was the daughter of my father's best friend. We had known each other since we were kids. She was a simple girl with an average appearance. Unlike other girls, she didn't show off her body or waste time dating silly high school boys.

She had earned a scholarship to attend NY University, and at eighteen years old, she worked part-time to earn her own pocket money. This set her apart from other students. She had no time for boys or fun; her focus was on her studies. She aimed to earn a scholarship for her further education, wanting to make her parents proud. Many boys tried to get her attention, but she didn't pay them any mind. The only boy who mattered to her was her best friend—me. I was rich, attractive, and considered one of the most desirable bachelors around (I knew it sounded conceited, but I couldn't help it). However, she knew that I saw her differently from other boys. I cherished her like my baby sister since she was ten years younger than me. I had practically watched her grow up before my eyes.

She understood me and never judged me for my playboy image. In fact, girls would approach Bella to get my number. They saw her as a way to introduce themselves to me. I knew Bella enjoyed having a special role in my life because everyone knew how much she meant to me, but only as a friend.

I groaned as I remembered it was Sunday. Bella wanted to sleep in for the entire day. She hadn't made any plans and had finished her assignments the night before. She had worked hard and attended classes throughout the whole week. Now she wanted some much-needed rest. She wasn't going to wake up even if the world turned upside down. She had planned for this peaceful Sunday, but luck wasn't on her side.

I called her number.

Bella's phone started ringing and continued to ring, but she didn't pick up. I kept calling her for 30 minutes until finally, she answered my call.