The One Night Stand

Grace opened her mouth wider, licked the anonymous man's lower lip clumsily. She didn't know how to french-kiss. But she tried her best to keep up with the man's skill.

She did kissed Fillo but never this deep. 

"Umph…" She moaned without realizing. The man kissed her deeper. Intertwined their tongues to taste each other's taste. The sloppy sounds echoes through the room. The man grabbed Grace's neck to deepen their kisses again.

The door already closed behind her back. He pushed Grace to the wall and kissed her hard. His hand roamed her back and started to lift her dress. 

Grace' breath started to get heavy. Her back arching to remove any little space between their two bodies. 

"Ah!" She grabbed the man's black hair when he put his face on her neck. He licked it slowly. Bite her several times and sucked on her skin. Leaving a lot of kiss marks on her necks. Grace never thought that this kind of touch would burn her.

Her body couldn't get enough. She wanted those big hot hands to touch her everywhere. 

The man pushed himself to looked at Grace. From her blurry visions, she could say that the man was handsome. Those icy blue eyes, reminded her of winter. Cold and untouchable. But those glare sent her heat waves. His thick eyebrows and eyelashes were so pretty. Made her envy because her thick eyelashes only supported by mascara.

"You have pretty eyes, sir."

The man shook his head.

"No, sweetheart. Yours is prettier."

The rough voice of him were so brutally good. Grace wanted him to keep talking. Sung her a lullaby. Maybe she could sleep soundly tonight. She even forgot about her heartbreak this afternoon.

"I love your voice too," she said while touching the man's lip. Those thin lips were wet and hot. She didn't know what she was thinking about when she put her thumb inside his mouth. The man opened his mouth wider, Her nail touched the man's beautiful teeth. It was a serene moment until he sucked her thumb.

Grace eventually looked up and saw those pretty eyes again.

"So, what is your name, Mister Stranger?" she asked with a slurry voice.

"Gabriel."

"What a … pretty name."

"I know, it will sound better if you moaned it. Will you, Miss Stranger."

The alcohol made her crazy. She didn't feel any shame about this act. She patted the man's chin and kissed him again.

"Grace, my name is Grace."

"Fuck, what a pretty name. Then, let's move to the bed, shall we, my savior Grace?"

Grace just nodded. When he led her go in. Her head was just too hazy to explore the spacious room. All she noticed was the black and white interior. 

Gabriel put Grace on the bed with black silk mattress. She sighed heavily when her body touched the silken fabric. So smooth and comfortable. 

"Now, my savior Grace. It's not time for being a sleeping beauty."

Gabriel grabbed Grace's hand so the girl would give him the attention.

Grace, who was lying on the bed, saw Gabriel who was kneeling in front of her feet. The man took off his black jacket and white shirt carelessly. Grace bit her lip looking at the man's body in front of her.

"Like what you see, pretty?"

She nodded, making Gabriel chuckle. This girl was just too cute. And he wondered what expression she made when he doing her hard. That must be an interesting view, he thought.

Gabriel put himself between Grace' legs. He crouched down to kiss her again. Grace returned the man's kiss happily. Her hand wrapped around the back of Gabriel's neck, pulling him closer.

Grace could feel Gabrel's big hand touching her thigh from top to bottom. Her dress slowly rose and something touched her intimate part. Surprised Grace stopped kissing Gabriel.

"Hm?"

"Gabriel, um…"

Gabriel's kisses deepened. The man lowered the zipper on Grace's back slowly. And took off the girl's dress so easily. Grace, who had not yet recovered from her shock, was rendered helpless when her body was now naked. Leaving white panties with pink polka dots. And there was a little bow on the front.

Gabriel who saw this smiled crookedly. He bit the bow lace along with the skin of Grace's waist, making the girl gasp.

"With that dress, I thought you were the bold red kind of woman. But actually you are the sweet pink girl, huh?"

"Don't mock me," she said while pushing Gabriel's head.

She had enough with that kind of mockery. And she didn't need another one from a stranger.

"Mocking you? Oh dear. No… that was a compliment. It's cute and I love it."

Grace couldn't help herself for not being flushed. She tried to neutralize her pounding heart and wanted to believe everything Gabriel said.

"I will buy you dozens of pairs of this again, if you don't believe me."

Grace shook her head. There won't be any other time. This was just a one time act. Or maybe one-night-stand, like her friends said.

"Can we just do it quickly?" she asked nervously.

"So eager. I love that too."

Gabriel kissed her belly. Leaving a wet trail on her belly button and sending shivers down her spine. Grace grabbed Gabriel's hair and clenched her fist when a wet and hot thing touched her intimate part.

She looked down and saw Gabriel used his tongue to touch her from outside her polkadot panties. They locked each other's stares. 

"Gabriel, what are you doing!?' she asked with panic. Because that place… she didn't want it. It was dirty. She didn't want Gabriel to licked it.

"It's okay. Chill, Grace. I promise that I will make you good. Now rest and just take it. Do you understand? Be a good girl for me, will you?

She gulped down her saliva feeling nervous. She should feel pissed when he asked her to be a good girl. She didn't want to hear anybody calling her a good girl again.

But… there was something off. When he told her to be a good girl. There was something inside her that stirred. Like, she wanted it and it felt so... good? With his hoarse deep voice, it melted her heart and she wanted to be an obedient girl once again.

She stayed silent. Clasping her lips so she couldn't let out a shameful voice. 

Gabriel looked at the green eyes. She seemed so confused but nevertheless she didn't reject him. She was obediently silent. He smirked when he saw that Grace tried her best to muffled her voice. No. That wouldn't happen. He would make her scream his name tonight.

Those embarrassed looks would be his soon enough.

He slid her panties to the side. What a beautiful creature. All her body screamed that she was an innocent person and his carnal desire asked him to taint it. Those wet folds were the prettiest thing he ever saw.

He couldn't wait anymore. He wanted to taste it so badly. And he did. His tongue the wetness of her folds. The intimate aroma tingled his nose. Teased to do more so he could make it wetter.

The little bud perked, asking for his touch and he gladly gave it. He flicked her little bud with his tongue and the moan she tried to hold slipped so erotically.

Those sweet voices were like a choir in a church. Angelically beautiful. He wanted to hear it again.

His long and thick tongue slipped in and he sucked her wet folds like a madman. His thumb moved in a circular pattern to teased the bud and that was the most exciting thing he did. 

She grabbed his hair and made him more excited. He even bites her folds. 

Grace almost lost her mind. The pleasure that she received was abnormal. There was something in her body that tingled like a thousand butterflies kissed her skin. She tried to push Gabriel's head to move away from her intimate part but that only made Gabriel pull her hips tighter.

The moans she tried to hide were long gone. 

The ticklish sensation between her legs grew even more. Her eyes got hazy and suddenly a pleasure wave sent tingling ripples on her belly. She screamed in shock.

"AAAAH!!!"

***

Gabriel woke up when his phone rang several times. He felt that his dick getting harder for morning sex. The smile on his lips was fading when he touched his bed and found no one there. 

He looked around and there was no single trace of human beings except him.

He pushed the blanket and stood in full naked body. He found something ridiculous between his nightstand desk. 

Two hundred dollars and a note.

(Thank you, Sir)

He laughed himself until his stomach hurts. He sat back on his bed reminiscing a hot night before. His palm touched the wet bedcover. He took a glance and saw his wet bed filled with their love juices. Until a red spot caught his eyes.

"Fucking hell," he cursed.