Chapter 3: The Best Birthday Present

It was my twenty-third birthday, but instead of cake and candles and going out to celebrate, I was craving sin.

Not flowers, not a boyfriend holding my hand. Hello no, tonight felt different.

It felt like a night to finally cross that invisible boundary I'd erected around myself for years, to descend into delicious darkness where pleasure reigned supreme and inhibitions burned like paper.

I had always wondered what it would feel like to let go, to stop controlling every aspect of my existence. All I wanted was to feel a man willing to take me, use me, and own me, at least for one night where I wouldn't think about the world or my place in it. To surrender completely to another's will, to be reduced to nothing but sensation and desire.

“The thought alone made my thighs clench with anticipation.”

I don't know what triggered it suddenly or perhaps it was simply because I was turning twenty-three and tired of waiting for life to happen to me. Whatever was happening to me internally, I had decided that tonight was the night. The night I would finally become the woman I'd secretly wanted to be, shameless, hungry for pleasure.

The hotel bar smelled of nothing but whiskey and possibility as my legs were crossed, my red dress riding high on my thighs. As I downed the last of my drink, I was pretending to be casual, but inside I was wired so tightly that every muscle screamed with tension. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird, and my panties were already damp with so much desire.

And then I felt him before I even saw him, a presence that commanded the room, magnetic and dangerous.

As he walked in, he moved as though he owned the place, he was tall with broad shoulders that strained against the fabric of his black suit, which looked tailor-made and devastating. He didn't scan the bar or waste his time looking at anyone else. When his eyes finally locked on mine, they were steady, as if he had already made a decision about me. Those eyes were so dark as midnight, promising delicious transgressions and exquisite pleasure.

My heart hammered against my ribs so violently I thought it might burst through my chest.

“This is it.” I thought to myself. This is happening.

He came closer to me until he stood so near that I could smell him, an intoxicating blend of expensive cologne and something uniquely male, something that made my mouth water and my core throb with need.

"You look like trouble," he said. His voice was a low growl that slid under my skin, making every nerve ending tingle.

I forced a smirk as I twirled the empty glass in my hand. "And you look like the kind of man who loves trouble," I finally said to him, my voice steadier than I expected.

He leaned down closer until his mouth was brushing against my ear. I felt a shiver ripple through my entire body as he whispered, "Tell me something, do you follow orders?"

The question punched through me, sharp and unexpected. Why would he ask if I followed orders? My thighs pressed together under the bar, my mouth went dry, but I managed to steady my voice before I spoke. "Are you the kind of man worth obeying?" I asked him.

I instantly saw his eyes darken with something I couldn't quite name, and at that moment, I knew. This was real. This was happening.

The elevator door slid closed behind us, and before I could exhale, he shoved me back against the mirror wall, his hand wrapping around my throat, not enough to hurt me, but enough to make me whimper in shock and delight. The pressure was perfect, making me dizzy with pleasure.

"Fuck," I gasped, my lips parting right before his mouth crashed against mine.

It wasn't a kiss; it was a claim. His tongue forced mine into submission as his teeth bit at my bottom lip until I melted against the mirror, my reflection staring back at me as my dress already slid up my thighs. He finally broke the kiss, his breath hot against my swollen lips. "You'll do exactly as I say tonight, you understand?" he commanded.

My body burned as blood rushed like fire through my veins. This was it, this was the night I had decided upon, the night I had always imagined but never dared to pursue. This was the night I was finally ready to become the woman I wanted to be.

"Yes..." I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes sir. I'll do whatever you ask me to. I'm so fucking ready for it."

The look in his eyes when I said those words made my knees so weak that I found it hard to stand on my feet. We managed to finally get to his suite.

It was huge and expensive, with floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city lights. The second the door locked, he turned and pointed.

"Strip."

Heat flooded my cheeks as I hesitated for just a moment before gently letting the strap of my gown slide off my shoulder. The silk pooled at my feet. My heels were still on, as were my panties, as I stood there trembling with only what little remained between me and complete vulnerability. More exposed than I had ever been in my entire life.

He didn't rush me as he carefully circled me, his fingertips brushing over my spine down to my hips, ghosting over the swell of my ass. His touch made me shiver, made my nipples tighten against the lace of my bra until they ached.

Then he fisted my hair, yanking my head back until I was forced to look at him. His eyes were completely dark, like fire. "You are mine tonight," he said. "Every part of you belongs to me. Do you get that?"

"Yes," I whispered. "I'm all yours."

"On your knees," he commanded.

I dropped to my knees instantly without wasting time, since this was what I had wanted in the first place and I was getting it now. As if I had been waiting for this command all along. My body shook as I knelt in front of him, staring and waiting for him.

He unzipped his pants slowly, deliberately, pulling himself free as his cock came into view, thick and huge, already glistening with precum at the tip. I instantly felt my mouth water, wanting to taste him without wasting another moment.

"Open," he finally ordered.

I obeyed quickly as his cock slid into my mouth, over my tongue. Fuck, it was so fucking thick and heavy at the same time. I gagged when he shoved deeper than I expected, but I let him use me, his fist tight in my hair as he began to thrust inside my mouth without wasting time.

"Ahhh... fuck... yeah..." he growled as he continued to thrust.

"Just how I like it."

My throat was burning from how deeply he was thrusting, but this was what I wanted, this complete surrender, this loss of control, this feeling of being used for his pleasure.

He finally yanked me back, pulling his cock from my mouth. My lips were already swollen, his little cum glistening around my mouth as I gasped for air. He smirked down at me.

"Good girl."

The word made me tremble with pleasure, my pussy clenching with need.

He took off his tie. "Wrists behind your back," he commanded.

My breath caught, but I obeyed him, placing my wrists together as the silk of his tie tightened around them with a knot, and I was suddenly helpless. He finally let go of my hands as he shoved my face onto the bed, while my ass was in the air. His palm caressed my bare ass before coming down in a sharp slap.

The sting lit up my nerves, sharp and shocking all at once as I moaned into the sheets. He did it again, again, harder, until my ass became hot and red, my thighs trembling.

"You like that?" he asked, smacking me even harder than before.

"Yes," I moaned. "Yes... I love it."

He laughed. "Then I guess you'll love this even more."

His finger slid between my already wet folds, teasing my clit before pulling away, denying me what he knew I needed the most, as my wrists strained against the silk.

"Please... I want it..." I begged.

"You need it?" he asked, his fist tangled in my hair, yanking my head back as his lips brushed against my ear. "Okay, if you really want it... say the words. Say that you really belong to me tonight."

Without waiting for him to finish, I said, "I belong to you tonight," in a low voice.

And then before I knew it, he grabbed his cock and slammed it into me hard, stretching me so wide that I screamed and moaned at once as I felt him completely inside of me…