Chapter 13

Sierra

"Let me take you to your hotel room, we both are staggering and I don't want someone taking advantage," he said seeming genuinely concerned for me but I can't let come with because I know it would turn into something else totally.

I liked him, I have liked him for a while now and suddenly he comes into my life, making me crazy. I have just started at this new job and everything finally seems to be going in the right direction for me and the career. What had happened earlier, back at my hometown will always affect me and it will always be with me no matter what I do.

I have finally found stability in my life after going through so much and this, I don't think I can handle it. Faris, seems so hard to ignore, he is one thing that I can't have but all of him invites me in making me drop every guard I've built around myself.

I don't know what to do but he seems right, I can't go alone it already late and I don't know if this place is safe or not. It is hard to think straight with him being so close and his heavenly scent with his heavy voice and that perfectly carved face of his. He can change anyone's mind with just his smile.

I am sure he uses that perfect smile of his to make people do things, and I am no immune to it.

"Ok.. just leave me to my hotel room and then you can leave," I said trying to sound serious and staggering a bit due to all the drinks and games that we have been playing and doing.

"I promise, I will just make sure you have safely reached your hotel room and I will leave," said Faris in a gentle and caring tone. I don't know but I always get carried away with his voice and with his presence.

I start crossing the street with her safely tucked under my arm, but I’m staggering almost as badly as she is.

We both laugh when we take a different route by mistake, and I clutch him tighter once we reach the sidewalk. He smirk when I takes off my heels and holds them in one hand.

“So much better,” I groan finally letting them off my feet.

Faris

I can't believe that she actually agreed for me to drop at her hotel room. We were staggering but we are finally on the right way for her room. She was feeling cold due to the weather outside and then she tugs at my jacket.

“Come in with me.” I said taking her in my jacket. I held her by her waist so that she can comfortably walk.

I smile as she tugs me harder. “I’ll walk you to your room.” Her vixen’s grin only makes my already aching cock hurt that much more. But I can’t fuck her now. Not now that she’s this drunk. It’s as though walking outside made the alcohol catch up with her. Hate it when that shit happens.

We step into the elevator, and she presses the button for the fourth floor. I notice she doesn’t have a purse. It’s not like her dress has pockets. Where’s her key?

She staggers into me, and in my already drunken state, I stumble into the wall. “Mmm,” she says, making me laugh as she rubs up against me.

The doors open, and I start steering her off the elevator. “Which room?” I ask, trying not to act affected when she continues to tug at my shirt and backs against a door.

“This one.” I tilt my head, ready to ask where her key is, when she reaches into her bra with her free hand. My eyes dart down of course and I get a peek at her erect nipples behind the lacy bra. That’s like putting a steak in front of a starving man.

I groan as I lose all my ability to hold back, and I lower my head while pushing her dress and bra down in unison to allow way for my mouth to close over the hard little nub.

She moans when she feels it, and she pulls me to her, tangling her fingers in my hair when she drops her shoes to the floor. That thin thread of sanity I had snaps, my morality collapses into a pile of rubble, and I lift her into the air before pressing her hard against the door.

I jerk the key out of her hand and blindly fumble with it, never moving my mouth away from her breast until the door opens.

After I kick her shoes inside, we stumble into the room, and I lose my hold on her nipple, but her mouth is on mine before I can go for it again.

Her greedy tongue sweeps in and my knees try to buckle. I’ve been kissed by many girls, but this is more than a kiss. It’s as though Sierra is unleashing years of pent-up desire on me, and imprinting herself on me with each hungry stroke of her tongue.

The door slowly shuts on its own as we start tearing the place apart. She actually rips my shirt off as her legs clamp around my waist, and I start unzipping the back of the dress that has been fucking with my head all night.

Everything around me becomes forgotten. The sounds echoing through the room are raw and desperate, both of us seeking all we can get from the other before the illusion is shattered and we have to return to reality.

“You’d better have a condom,” she says against my lips, making me smile.

If she’s sober enough to think about protection, then she’s sober enough for us to do this. God knows I can’t stop now.

“I’ve got plenty.” I say making her smile.

Her kiss resumes an almost violent and punishing kiss that has my eyes trying to roll back in my head. I hold her to me for a second longer before I put her down, quickly removing and discarding her dress.

Fuck me. Sierra in lace isn’t something I was prepared for. A thong? I’m never going to last. Not after being hard for this long.

She reaches her hand in my pants, and delicate fingers take a firm grip on my cock, stroke it, and make me stumble again when my knees falter. Damn. She’s going to make me fuck up and come too early if she keeps this up.

I lift her to be on the dining table in her massive suite. Her girly panting makes me hurry my motions as I fumble for a condom. She gets to work pushing my pants down while I tear open the condom, and I roll her thong down, desperate to be buried inside her the way I’ve fantasized about being all night long.

I rip the pack open with my teeth, but she takes the condom from me and rolls it on like I’m taking too long. The slightest touch of her hands on my cock has me counting to ten, trying my damnedest not to embarrass myself.

The second it’s secure, she spreads her legs and jerks me to her. A low growl comes from my throat as I grip her to me, my eyes roll back as I sink in, and I almost come then and there when she moans in delight.

I was really hoping she wouldn’t feel this damn good. Fuck. It’s like a hot, wet, velvet heaven is encasing me, squeezing me like a gentle vice.

I start moving slowly, doing what I can to last long enough for her to find her release first, but it’s never going to happen. Not after the way she’s had me worked up all night.

“Fer,” she murmurs, pushing back.

Fuck. She’s changing her mind now? Damn it.

“Yeah?” I mutter, going down to kiss her neck, praying she doesn’t stop me just yet.

“We are only fucking right,” she says, tilting her head to give me a better angle, and I take advantage. I also push back inside her, making her breath catch when our bases meet and rub together.

“Yeah?” I ask, knowing where she’s going with this, but praying I’m wrong. “So fuck me hard with all you've got to give.”

Damn. If I would have been ready for a relationship with her, I think that would have made me fall in love. That’s really not going to help me last long.

I pull out of her and flip her over, pressing her against the table, and I slam into her from behind before she has time to register my actions.

“So much better,” she moans as I ram into her again, and that’s all I can take.

Fuck, I can't believe a few strokes later and I’ve humiliated myself by getting off so damn quickly.

“No,” she groans, pressing back on me, begging me to keep going.

“Give me a few minutes, that is all I need, and then I’ll fuck you hard with everything I've got all night,” I say against her ear, enjoying the chills that rise on her soft skin.

“You’d better.” she said grinning, help me.. it's doing things to me. I can't even tell how much she affects me and this... it is more than I could have ever expected or wanted. It is just perfect, she is perfect just as I wished her to be.

It has been the best night so far and yet the night has just started. I want to make her feel what I felt all these years and make up for all the time we have lost.