Chapter 2

If I should be glad about one thing today, then it should be meeting this man, 'cause, who kisses this way. Three years, three one-night stands, and I've never felt this way.

Enkindled.

My hands moved on the stranger's arm, taking my time to feel his muscles as I kissed him. His hands come up to my hair, taking the band off and freeing my hair out of the ponytail. My hair falls onto my back and I moan into his mouth as heat erupts through me.

Without dispatching, he moved us slowly to his bed. I fell on it, disconnecting our lips but he came down to connect them. He grinds on me and I reciprocate the action. Grinding on each other.

"So sweet." He says, playing with my tongue before biting down on my lips and kissing me deeper. I moaned in between kisses. He had already managed to make me wet in a matter of seconds and I liked him for it.

This man kissed differently. Different from the men I'd kissed before and the man who had spoken to me downstairs. He kissed me like he was devouring my being like my lips belonged to him and I was his. He didn't kiss like a man who was hesitant to fuck a drunken lady as he had portrayed downstairs.

I liked the way his hands roamed my body and his tongue roamed my mouth. His hands moved on my skin in a rugged yet sweet manner. They moved to the back of my shirt and zipped down. He then disconnects our lips to take it off. I raise my back off the bed to unbuckle my bra and he takes it off too.

I watch him as he stares at my bare breast in transfix. His eyes became darker and his jaws flexed.

Mouthwatering, his eyes read. He moved his fingers on them, watching as they jiggled in small actions. He looks up into my eyes and moves down to devour my lips again then he moves to my breast and takes it into his mouth.

"Mmm." I bit on my bottom lip as he sucked on my nipple. It felt so good. Too sweet to stop. A stranger's lips never felt so good and I wonder how it would feel down there.

Heavenly.

I took the opportunity to move his head up to mine just when his lid connected with my nipples. I kiss him. Hard. Eagerly. Our tongues were at war and my hands battled with his zipper.

A yelp escapes my mouth as he spanks my butt before moving to rub hard on my panties.

I didn't know what the spank was for and I didn't care. Whatever the cause was, I'm glad I bought his whiskey and I'm glad I'm here with him. That's all that mattered right now. I just wanted to be fucked. Yes, by this talented stranger.

I didn't know when my clothes were off and my panties were being pulled down my legs but what I knew was that his head was between my legs and my legs were now over his shoulders.

I let out a moan as the tip of his tongue played with my pussy. I raised my hips wanting his mouth entirely. His hands pin me back down as he finally takes my pussy into his mouth. Licking, eating, and sucking my pussy.

My hands find his hair. Tugging and playing with it as he gave me pleasure. I shivered, feeling my orgasm coming. "So close. Mmm" My eyes rolled and my legs suddenly dropped from his shoulders. His mouth leaves me as he turns me on my stomach and raises my ass to face him.

I hated his mouth leaving mine but I loved what came after it.

I screamed as his dick went into me in one forceful thrust.

"Fuck." He cursed. His deep throttled voice made me want to do anything more than just sex with him, if there was anything such.

A one-night stand was never meant to be this deep but I'll pay a sum to let this stranger have his way with me again.

He thrusts in more and harder like he was attached to me. Like I was all he has ever thought of, though he's a stranger. . .but I loved every one of them.

The way he fucked with emotions.

His hands find my clit rubbing on it as he held me firm, my orgasm at the brim. I held tightly to the sheets, moaning uncontrollably loudly. His hands held my hips, his fingers roaming on my skin like he liked the feel of it.

It was too much to handle. Too much of him and I could feel my orgasm coming at a fast pace. The little curses he muttered showed he was also going to come soon.

His thrust became faster until I came. Hard and loud. Not long, he came too and turned me to my back. I smiled and tried catching my breath just before his lips came in contact with mine.

"I want more," I said in between kisses.

Yes, I want more. More of anything that could distract me from my bitter-sweet thoughts. I needed someone to fuck with my senses and make me feel like a woman. A woman is worthy of just one man all to herself. Most of all, I needed more of this stranger.

"What's your name?" I ask when he says nothing.

He kisses my jaw going down to kissing and sucking on my neck. I let out a low moan with a small smile plastered on my lips at the feel of his lips on my neck. It felt so good. His hands press and squeeze on my breast and move down to trace the curve of my body, down to my waist and my pussy. My eyes rolled backward as he rubbed hard on my clit before inserting two fingers into me without notice.

At that moment, I didn't even care about the stranger's name.