Chapter 02

VALERIE

I let myself sink into him like I'd been drowning my whole life and finally found air, his hands sliding under my skirt, dragging me closer, pressing into every curve, every sensitive nerve.

I couldn't stop the gasp that tore from my throat, because his touch was fire and I was gasoline, and when his lips trailed down my jaw, biting and sucking, I arched into him, nails scraping down his chest.

My heart hammered like it might burst out of my ribcage, and he whispered against my skin, "You're mine tonight," I shivered because I wanted that, needed that, craved that in a way I hadn't known existed until this second.

I felt him slide one hand under my shirt, fingers kneading my breasts, thumb brushing over my nipple until it tightened painfully, deliciously.

I bit my lip and whimpered, letting him hear how undone he already had me, and his groan vibrated through my body, making me shake, arching higher into him, desperate for more, for all of it, for the fire that seared through me from the tips of my toes to the roots of my hair.

He tilted my chin up and I'm forced to stare into his beautiful cold steel grey eyes. It was filled with lust. He brushed his thumb over my bottom lip, teasing, claiming, and I opened for him, gasping into the kiss that followed.

Our tongues collided, teeth nipping, moans spilling out of me, and I didn't care who heard me. I didn't want to care, didn't want to stop, because I'd never felt like this, never been touched like this, never wanted like this, and when his hand dipped lower, sliding past the thin waistband of my panties.

I felt his strong fingers glide into my wetness. He curved and I couldn't help but let out a little yelp.

"fuc– Ahh," I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair, tugging lightly, whispering curses and his name. He answered by pressing me even closer making me whimper and shiver.

His fingers were curling, stretching, dragging heat and pleasure through every inch of me, and I arched, screaming, scratching, trembling, and he held me like he was keeping me tethered to reality while simultaneously destroying it, and I wanted him to.

I wanted this stranger to do whatever he wanted with me. I wanted to burn, to lose myself, to cum, and I did, piece by piece, letting him have every last bit of control I'd held onto, because tonight, tonight was his, mine, ours.

He kissed me again, swallowing up my moans before pulling away and latching his mouth on my neck and biting on it. Fuck that's hot.

My body pressed impossibly close to his fingers, needing more and more of that. "You keep squeezing my fingers, are you about to cum angel?"

Yes. I very much was.

No man had ever been able to get me to orgasm. Until now. "Come for me, angel," he whispered into my ears, quickening his pace and before I could get a grip on myself, I'm shaking and half screaming as my orgasm ripped through me.

He held me, his grip tight, unwavering, mouth against mine, hands everywhere. It all made me feel like I'd never been properly fingered before. Did he just ruin me for other men? With his fingers.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I yanked myself away from him and scooted to the edge of the bed, my heels barely touching the floor, my thighs spreading without him even asking. The fishnets I wore were biting into my skin. My glittered bra catching the light and my skirt hiked up like I'd forgotten what shame was.

He followed me and I propped myself up on my elbows to enjoy the show. Then he started stripping right in front of me.

Shirt first. Then his belt. Pants dragged down and I saw... Fuck he's big. My mouth parted but nothing came out and my eyes stayed glued to his joystick like he'd hypnotized me, like if I looked away I'd combust.

"Fuck," he muttered when I didn't stop staring.

He stood there naked and dangerously calm while my pulse lost its damn mind. His hand came up, thumb hooking under my chin, forcing my gaze back where he wanted it.

"Keep looking, angel."

My entire body flushed at that. Heat bloomed everywhere; my face, my chest, my thighs sliding together without permission. My breath came shallow, desperate, like I was running out of air and he was hoarding it.

I bit my lip. Hard. I didn't mean to be bold, but something feral snapped in me. My eyes dragged down him slowly, intentionally, like I was deciding how badly I wanted to ruin myself for a stranger.

His jaw tightened. "Don't look at me like that," he growled, already moving.

He leaned over me, palms bracketing my head, caging me in with muscle and heat. Before I could even blink, his hand was on my breast, squeezing roughly, claiming, like he didn't care that my bra was still on.

I moaned loudly and unfiltered as my back arched off the mattress.

My hands went to his chest, roaming like I'd been waiting all night for that. Every inch of him felt good.

He caught my wrists and brought them to his mouth, sucking my fingers one by one. His tongue teased. Circled. Then he closed his lips around one and sucked hard.

I gasped.

I could feel just how wet I was and it was insane. I could feel how badly I needed him, how much my body was already begging.

He released my hand and lowered his mouth to my chest, dragging kisses over my breasts, teeth grazing the skin. His hand slid down my thighs, making me shudder.

"God," I breathed, wrecked already. I was a mess. The prettiest mess. And he knew it. "Spread your legs for me, angel."

I did. Instantly. No thoughts. Just needed to. "So wet for me already," he whispered just before he pushed into me in one smooth thrust.

I bit hard on my tongue to hold back from screaming, my nails digging into his back, my body clenching around him. He groaned, his head dropping into my shoulder.

His hips moved, slow at first, letting me feel every inch of him stretching me, filling me. My back arched, my breasts pressed against his chest, but he didn't stop touching me there. His mouth found me again, sucking hard at my nipple as he thrust into me.

The combination destroyed me. His cock pounding deep, his mouth sucking me raw. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, only sob and moan and beg and cum again and again and again.

And again.