As I lean in, she lets out a breathy laugh right before the door behind her swings open with a twist of her wrist. She slips away from me right before my lips touch hers. My steps follow her inside until I have her backed up against the bed on the other side. She falters, almost seeming to freeze for a beat, and I’m stuck staring at her for a long moment.
She’s even more stunning than I originally thought. Her golden tan skin is smooth. Those eyes, which had been hidden in shadow, are peering up at me now. I almost reach for her mask to remove it, but then think better of it. I can make out her deep brown eyes well enough, I don’t need to ruin the illusion of the whole picture behind the mask. This is nothing more than a shared moment between two strangers.
It’s all it can ever be.
My father, the vicious man that he was, at least had one thing right. In this life, there’s no room for anything personal. No room for a permanent lover or partner. No room for children. They are cracks in your armor, ways for your enemy to weaken you. I won’t ever let myself love someone because I couldn’t bear to be the reason they would suffer. I may know who I am and realize the power I hold, but I also have the brains to see all the ways I could lose the power and my sanity.
Love is not the way to the life I’ve built.
Pain. Solace. Distrust. These are the beds I’ve made and I will happily lie in.
Her cool fingertips graze my jaw, pulling me out of my thoughts and back into this moment. I let my lids drift closed as her touch stumbles slightly over my stubble. She hesitantly traces the lines of my lips and gasps so innocently when I nip the tip of her finger. Her hand is trembling, but when I look into her eyes, all I can see is how much she wants this. She’s sure, and so I don’t question her.
My lips take hers before she can touch me again. I’m not in the mood to be slow or tender. Honestly, I rarely am. I’m not a man who takes time for leisurely fucks. I take what I want and go on my way.
Which is what I’m going to do here.
I give her a light shove, taking in her face as she falls back onto the plush mattress. She bites her blood-red stained lip as she stares up at me.
My hand travels up her leg, past her knee, letting her dress pool around my wrists as I slowly expose her juicy thighs and more delicate parts. Her back arches as her legs part for me. My body folds over hers, and I lick into her mouth as my fingers skim over the soft skin of her inner thigh. Her panties are soaked, and I waste no time pushing them to the side and slipping a finger inside her. Fuck, she’s so tight and warm. Her pussy sucks my finger in as she lets out a tiny mewling sound.
“You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my cock,” I say as I slowly add another finger. I wasn’t kidding when I said she was tight. If I fuck her now, I’ll likely rip her open. I’m a heartless asshole, but I’m not that much of a dick to use her like that.
There’s an air of hesitation around me, and I nearly choke on a snort. I don’t hesitate when it comes to fucking. At least mydick still seems to have some sense about it. I don’t think I’d live it down if I suddenly found myself limp without the excuse of alcohol to put the blame on.
She gasps as her fingers twist in the sheets. I’m conflicted for some strange reason. I don’t like it.
“Tell me you want this,” I ask against her mouth, hovering close enough that I could swallow down her answer.
“Yes,” she says. It comes out breathy, yet sure.
“Then hold on, baby,” I say as I stand tall again and flip her over. She lets out a squeal but doesn’t buck against me when I grab her hips and pull them up. When she tries to raise on her arms, I grab the back of her head and shove her face into the plush mattress. “Just like that,” I tell her as I flip the hem of her dress over her ass.
And what a fucking ass it is. Big and round. I can’t resist giving it one good smack, a smile pulling at my lips as it vibrates down into her thick thighs. Fucking hot.
I soothe the warm skin with one hand as I pull out a condom from my inside jacket pocket with the other. It takes less than a minute to get my cock out and suit up. I don’t even bother removing my pants, just let them fall around my wide-spread thighs.
She gasps as I hook a finger into the side of her panties and rip them at the seams. I smirk as I shove it into my inside jacket pocket. Her pussy is so wet it glistens in the low light. Beautiful fucking sight. I don’t waste any more time. I crawl up one knee at a time onto the bed. My cock bobs, tapping her on the crease of her ass once before I wrangle it with a firm fist.
I line up, ready to thrust home, but stop short once the head of my cock slips inside her. She’s fucking tight. Feels like her pussy is strangling my dick. Blowing out a breath, I push forward with a slow, steady pace. Halfway in, and I feel a muffledpinch in my gut as I hear her let out a shaky breath. Shit feels a little weird and off, so I stop.
“You alright?” I ask.
Her fingers have a death grip on the duvet and she doesn’t turn to look at me. All she does is nod.
“Need words,” I tell her.
It doesn’t matter that she’s just one in a long line of one-night stands and I’ll probably never see her again, I’m not going to hurt someone just to get off.
“Fine,” she says, but it doesn’t sound convincing. I start pulling out slowly. “No! Please don’t stop!”
I don’t know why she wants this so badly, but I shove the thought to the back of my mind.
Still, something inside me won’t let it go. So I pull out, my feet dropping to the floor as I flip her over. Her legs dangle off the edge of the bed as she stares up at me. I swear her eyes are glistening with unshed tears.
This is anofor me. I’m about to zip up and walk away when she leans up and snags my arm.
“You’re… big. I just need a minute to adjust. But I assure you, I want this.”
