Chapter 4 – A Night With The Billionaire

Chapter 4: Waking up

I don’t know how the f**k we did it but right now, I’m inside the car or we are both inside the car and I can’t keep my own fucking hands to myself.

Oh, God! I don’t know what the hell I’m doing and neither am I thinking straight but I know that I love what he’s doing. With his hands, his fingers, his mouth. Everything. I fucking love the way my body feels in his arms and I can’t stop, I don’t even want to stop. Instead, I want more.

He finally pulls away from me, staring at me as I straddle his laps and I stare right back at him.

Now, I can finally have a good view of his face.

His hair is pushed to the back and his eyes are a deep shade of brown with some glints of grey dancing around them. They look so captivating and I find myself getting drawn to him.

Without thinking twice about it, I lace my fingers through his hair and he lets out a soft sigh as if he had been waiting all night for me to do that.

I begin to slowly move my hips against his laps, my body moving without my consent and I know it’s the alcohol working in my system but I don’t think I regret a damn thing. At least not now.

“Fuck!”

He groans as my hips move against his erection that’s practically poking me.

His lips fall on mine and I don’t waste another second before I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back.

The kiss is slow and intoxicating at first but then it picked up the pace and he kisses me rougher, harder. His hands roam around my entire body that all thoughts immediately vanishes from my mind, going down the drain.

His hand brushes up to my ass, rubbing circles around it at the same time his lips meet with the skin of my neck and I let out a soft moan shamefully.

His lips trail down my neck and I allow my head to fall to the back as he trails kisses down my neck before he rests his lips on my cleavage that’s slightly showing through the dress.

He stills his movement for a moment and I raise my head to stare at him, he’s staring right back at me. An emotion that I can’t point out across his face but I’m too drunk into what’s happening right now to start figuring out what’s wrong.

I open my mouth to say something but almost immediately he brushes my dress up, his finger rubbing against my inner thigh and the words I had wanted to spill out go down my throat as I let out a small gasp.

He doesn’t take his eyes away from me as he brushes the dress further up with his fingers moving higher into my inner thigh while my fingers remain laced in his hair which is awesomely soft against my touch.

“Oh, God!”

I whimper, moans sliding through my throat as he rubs me through the thin material of my pant, never for once breaking eye contact with it and that only drove me even higher and turned me on even more.

I feel him move the pant to the side before he slides one finger inside me and I groan, arching my back against the steering wheel, a loud moan erupting from my throat.

He works his fingers faster inside of me, pumping in and out and I feel the slight sting that comes along with it but I endure it all for the pleasure that comes with it.

It drives me high and higher and higher till I can’t handle it anymore and I can feel my high coming.

He doesn’t stop, he keeps going. Circling, rubbing, slapping, pumping in and out.

I find myself in a state of daze, I’m trapped and there’s nothing I can do as I remain utterly and completely at the mercy of the stranger that’s staring at me right now with his finger buried deep inside of me

He adds another finger and goes slowly at first when I wince slightly at the pain. 

He doesn’t say anything but just stare at me, almost as if he could read me and after some minutes, he picks up pace. Driving me higher to my pleasure and completely insane.

I can feel my body about to erupt and just when I’m about to get to my high, he pulls completely away from me and I finally come out from the daze that I’m in, staring at him in complete shock and wondering what the hell just happened.

Without saying anything, he moves me off his laps and starts the car, speeding up faster than normal and I can feel my stomach clutching at the fact that this isn’t the end.

He plans on doing a lot more and I plan on letting him in, even when I have no idea of what I’m doing.

I don’t take note of my surroundings or where we are, I’m too deep inside his throat to care about that as he kisses me against the door and tries to open the door at the same time.

He finally manages to open the door and he closes it back, slamming me against the door as his lips move all over my body.

His hands go over my thighs and he lifts them, wrapping my legs around his waist before slowly moving back and the next thing I feel is my back against the soft material.

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I groan as I stand up and hold my head between my hands.

Damn! My head hurts like crazy, terribly crazy and I have such a headache.

I sigh as I stare down at myself to see that I’m naked. Entirely naked except for the duvet which is covering me.

What the hell happened? Why am I naked? When did aunt remove my clothes without me even noticing?

I look around my room, only to discover that my room isn’t my room and my mouth falls open as I stare around the place.

Oh my god! This isn’t my room! What the hell! What the hell has happened here? How the hell am I here? What the fuck am I doing here? Where is this place?

So many questions run through my mind as I try to remember what the hell could be the reason that I’m here, on a strangers bed and naked.

I try to put the pieces together and the last thing I remember is going to the club with my friends and allowing myself to get loose. Drowning down drinks. I remember going up to the dance floor to dance and I… I can remember dancing against someone. I can’t remember their face and I can’t remember what the hell happened after that.

Oh, God! What the fuck have I done?

I slam my hand against my cheek, shaking my head and looking around to see my clothes scattered across the floor.

I let out a sigh as I try standing up and I wince at the pain that shoots through me. As if on cue, my eyes widened immediately and I stare down at myself.

Oh, God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my fucking God! I can’t… This isn’t… Oh, God! I didn’t… I… I didn’t…I didn’t have sex with a stranger, did I? I couldn’t have, I mean I couldn’t have but then who the hell am I kidding? The evidence is all around.

Oh god! I just had a one night stand with someone.

And not just anyone! A stranger I don’t even know and now, that stranger isn’t here anymore.

He probably flew away after getting what he wants from me.

Oh god! I’m so stupid!

Tears roll down my cheeks as I drop down to the floor with my head between my hands. 

Just one night. One night has destroyed my entire life.

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