ARIA.
I did as I was told and let down my dress, layer after layer. Taking it off reminded me of how hard I prepared for tonight, how my sister had helped me dress up and wished me good luck with Damien only to stab me in the face.
My dress pooled around my feet and I stepped out of it slowly. I heard the man suck in his breath.
This is ridiculous, I don't even know who I am with. He closed in on me, brushed the side of my arm with his hands and clapped his lips on mine.
"You are beautiful." His hands wandered to my bra straps and undid them before he turned my back and pushed me gently to the bed. His hands wandered up my thighs and pushed down my panties with a finger.
This is it. I shut my eyes, hoping I am doing the right thing. I fisted my hand, expecting some brutal pounding from behind but instead, his large hands ran through my back, calming my nerves, as if he'd sensed that I felt tensed
"I'll be gentle, buttercup."
His fingers found my clit, a part of my body that only I have ever touched. I arched and a little moan escaped my lips.
"Tell me when it hurts, buttercup." His voice was softer than when I met him, more like a whisper.
Then I felt it, a hard substance trying to find its way to my hole. I took huge breaths to steady myself.
He pressed into my tight pussy and a loud moan escaped my lips, followed by his shifted movements of pulling out of me.
"Have you done this before?" He asked.
"No," I said. But those few seconds he spent with me were everything I craved for. Although painful, it came with pleasure.
"I shouldn't do this to you," he said and attempted to stand but I connected him with my legs and pulled him closer.
"No. Don't go. I want this. I want you." As much as I wished it was Damien, I am glad it was not.
After a short silence, he pressed into me, his hands soothing my back and making me relax.
He went in and out, every movement rushing thousands of feelings at me at the same time. I moaned, tears fell from my eyes and at that moment, nothing felt more important than the man fucking me right now.
"Damn, you're so tight, buttercup," he groaned and he broke my passage. I let out a scream and settled back to gasping and moaning. His hands left my back and fisted my hair, yanking my head high.
His thrusts became deeper, first, half his dick was in me till I swallowed him completely. The pain had subsided and there was nothing more than pleasure.
"Fuck me harder," I found myself saying, a confidence I didn't know I could summon. And he listened to me. Our bodies were joined together in sweat and lust.
The sound of my ass against his body, his grunting and moaning were the only things in the world.
He drove me to higher heights, a place I have never been since I was born. He became as fast as light till he shuddered and grunted hard. We were both gasping in the silent room.
I heard him chuckle. "You are beautiful," he said and pulled out of me. My whole body was weak, and I couldn't move.
He lifted me gently so I could lie well on the bed before he settled behind me where the sho does camped.
I looked at his face but still couldn't see a thing. Just a shadowy figure. Even though I couldn't see him, I could tell he was smiling.
"Thank you," I murmured. "Does this make sense? I do not know you." He stretched his arm and tucked my hair behind my ear. I faintly saw an arrow mark on his wrist before he took down his hand.
"Some things are better unknown, buttercup." He snuggled me closer to his chest till I could hear his heartbeat. The smell of rich cologne was the last thing I smelled before I drifted to sleep.
I woke up the next morning from the heat of the sunlight against my skin. I yawned lazily before looking at my surroundings and panicking.
Last night…I looked around. My dress and everything else were scattered on the ground. The room was more luxurious than I thought it was. It was decorated with cold and care gets and stone but the most important part of the picture was missing. I was alone…he left me, without a word.
I remembered his last words to me last night. Some things are better unknown, buttercup. I smiled and hurried out of bed, put on my dress and left the room. To my surprise, it wasn't far from the Moon hall.
While running back home, I got a text from Ivy: "Come back home, now!"