CHAPTER 3: One Steamy Night

-=Ram's Point of View=-

"Are you nervous?" I asked her when we were finally inside the suite I booked for the night.

The suite I booked was the most expensive one this hotel could offer, which puzzled me as well.

There is this unexplainable desire for me to give her the best money could offer.

She remained silent as she just kept on staring at me, and when I looked into her brown eyes, there it was again, that feeling that I'd seen her before, but I just shrugged off that feeling since I met a lot of people and it wouldn't be surprising if I saw her before.

But with that kind of face, how could I possibly have missed her before?

For some reason, I noticed that I was actually shaking as if I were nervous or anxious, or maybe a little bit of both, while looking at her lovely face.

"Shit!" I silently muttered when I noticed my hand was shaking when I lifted it and touched her shoulder.

When our skin touched, I felt as though I had been struck by lightning, and I was surprised by how attracted to her I was.

I've met many beautiful women of various nationalities and walks of life, but I've never felt such an intense attraction to anyone, not even Janine, so what does this prostitute have that the others don't?

I felt her stiffen when I touched her bare shoulder, which is not the usual reaction I get from women because they usually initiate the intimacy between us, pleasing me with their lustful act.

"I guess, there's always a first time," I thought to myself.

My hands began to move on their own, going to her face, gently caressing it to relieve the tension there. A smile formed on my lips when I saw her close her eyes, and I could tell from her reaction that it was working.

"Just relax; let me take care of you," I said.

"I promise," I didn't know why those words came out of my mouth.

My face moved closer to hers; her eyes were still closed as I captured her lips, and when our lips touched, I felt a sense of fulfillment inside me.

My mouth moved very gently as I waited for her to respond to my kisses, and I didn't have to wait long because she voluntarily kissed me back, making my libido go wild.

I deepened the kiss between us and pushed my tongue against her closed lips, and when she felt what I wanted, she willingly opened her mouth to me, and I felt drunk from the sensation that I was feeling while exploring the inside of her mouth, especially since it didn't take long for her to respond with the same passion.

I had no idea how or when we had lost our clothes; all that mattered to me was the kiss we were sharing, but by the time I let go of her lips, I had a chance to admire her naked body.

What I was seeing was pure perfection; no other woman had ever made me feel this way before her.

She abruptly raised both arms and began to cover her nakedness out of embarrassment, but she didn't have to be embarrassed because everything about her is stunning.

"Please don't..." I muttered hoarsely, and I swear I sounded like I was begging.

I kissed her waiting lips again, this time more passionately, and then I felt like I wanted to taste every part of her body, so my lips began to move, first to her sexy throat, then to the middle of her breast.

I kissed every inch of her body except the tips of her mounds, and when she couldn't take any more of my teasing, she finally spoke.

"Please, Ram," she pleaded.

It didn't occur to me how she knew my name because my attention was focused on her beauty.

I felt like a hungry toddler when I caught her right nipple, and I felt like a mountaineer finally arriving at their destination.

My tongue and mouth are busy tasting her right breast, while my hand is gently massaging her left breast, teasing the tip of her nipple and making her squirm from the sensation I was giving her.

I tasted both of her breasts at the same time, making certain that I didn't miss any part of her body.

My free hand decided to do some exploring, and it immediately went down to her femininity.

A sexy smile appeared on my lips when I felt that she was already moist down there, telling me that she was ready for me.

"It appears that you're already ready for me, gorgeous," I muttered, lifting my head to see her expression.

I claimed her lips once more, this time with no inhibitions, more passionate, and hotter than our previous encounter.

"Please don't..." she begged, but I'd rather let all hell break loose than stop.

She tried to push me away, but nothing could stop me from tasting her slits, which felt like a taste of heaven when I ran my tongue over them.

I can taste the juice coming from her lady part, and I tasted every inch of her body.

She was about to stop me when I felt her hand on top of my head, and instead of stopping me, she ended up urging me to keep going, which I gladly did.

The room was filled with her moans as I continued to pleasure her; I wanted to make sure that she would never forget this evening, and that she would forget all the men she had sex with.

That thought didn't sit well with me, and feelings of jealousy and possessiveness arose within me as I considered all the men who had touched her.

"She's mine."

I decided to keep her, no matter what it takes or how much it costs, she's going to be mine. But that can wait for now, I'd rather focus on her, and the feeling of ecstasy that she's awakening inside me.

When I was ready, I called out to her, "Are you ready?" Fortunately, I had a condom in my wallet; in fact, Janine had given it to me as good luck, but I figured I might as well use it.

I opened the condom and slid the rubber down my length as she watched, and I couldn't help but notice the curiosity and worry in her eyes.

I take great pride in my manhood, and every woman I've slept with has expressed satisfaction and joy after experiencing "Ram's rod."

I assured her that everything would be fine if she would just relax for me, and I climbed back onto the bed with her.

I positioned myself on top of her, and I think I'm going to lose my mind with the desire I was feeling for her. There is this intense desire to feel her inside.

"Will it fit?" she asked, her voice trembling, and I could see the anxiety on her face.

"Don't worry, it will," I assured her, assuming she had never seen anything of this size before.

My hips began to move, my manhood in front of her entrance, and when I thrust, I was taken aback by her reaction.

When I saw the expression on her face, I had a sudden realization.

Pain is clearly visible on her lovely face, and I knew she was a virgin after feeling the tightness of her femininity and seeing the pain on her face.

There are a lot of questions running through my head right now, and a warm feeling engulfed me when I realized I was her first, but the desire to be inside her won me over.

My body moved again, but this time more carefully and slowly, so as not to hurt her. It was no surprise that she seemed flustered when she saw my length; she was a freaking virgin!

I cupped both of her breasts and captured her lips, kissing her firmly to distract her from the discomfort and pain of losing her virginity, and it worked.

I was able to get my length inside her, but I made sure to move slowly so she could adjust to it.

Her tightness is already driving me insane; I've never felt this good before, and no woman could make me feel this way, except for this woman, who happens to be a virgin prostitute.

I kept moving at a steady pace, but one particular thrust caused me to lose all inhibitions.

A loud and sexy moan passed her lips, and I tried to hit the same spot, which resulted in a louder groan from her.

I was pretty sure that I had found her g-spot, and hearing the pleasure in her voice and seeing how her face looked flustered from the ecstasy it was causing her, I made sure to hit the same spot over and over again.

I was so engrossed in my own desire that I didn't even notice when she began to move on her own, meeting me with the same fervor.

I could already feel that I was nearing my release, and from the way her body moved, I could tell that she was also nearing hers, so I thrust faster, and a few minutes later, my load shot from the slit of my shaft.

I felt something deeper than satisfaction after that, something I couldn't put my finger on.

We were both catching our breaths as we remained in that position, our bodies still connected, and it took a few minutes for me to finally remove my manhood from her femininity.

The questions that had been lingering in my mind resurfaced after the onslaught of desire subsided.

I was about to ask her when I noticed she was already sleeping. A gentle smile appeared on my lips, and I couldn't stop myself from kissing her on the lips.

I promised myself that all of my questions would be answered, but for now, I think she deserves to sleep, and my eyelids became heavy as I watched her sleep, and I finally fell asleep a few seconds later.