RAQUEL

Out of all the places I thought we would go, ending up here at the place we went to for the first time we spent time together was not one of them. He had been vague in the car about where we were going, I felt calm taking in the familiar smell of steak as people listened to the poet on stage.

We both stuck out like sore thumbs, what with my dress and him in his tux. When he had shown up for the event to support me, I fell harder feeling cherished at the effort he made to be there for me.

It had been a while since I felt cherished

Even as I gaze at him now, slight stubble to his face drenched in sophistication in his tux, I tightened my legs at the prospect of being drenched in the tangle of sheets with him.

Biting my lower lip, as my eyes lowered to his pink pouty lips, the way I was riled up just thinking about what those lips could do, would have been embarrassing as I looked up and saw him, see me checking him out.

"Why are we here?" breathless that's how my voice sounded from the impact of his body heat and cologne.

Instead of answering me, he stood up and made his way towards the stage.

Wait!

Is he doing what I think he's doing?

The introduction of his name from the host further confirmed my original assumption. He was going to say a poem. A dazzling smile, that sets me for miles his deep voice emanated throughout the place as he set his eyes on me.

"I've never done this before; however, someone inspired me to get into poetry. And so this poem is called, The One I Need."

There goes the death of my good girl image.

He began and I swore more wetness seeped between my thighs, listening to the words he used.

Grasping my eyes now filled with wonder.
Wonder of what lays beneath the beauty of her landscapes,
Is there gold, diamonds within Her lips, ivory in Her hips?

So mysterious is She as She leans casually by the bar.
Youthfulness seeps through Her pores,
Whilst seduction fabricates the angles of Her shape
Putting all into a trance. Legs up
To Her thighs give promises of valuables and treasures.
Are all these promises true?

Her smirk tempts all to spend a single

His voice sounded so delicate, entrancing the simplicity of desire in me, I died then and there in his palms. This boy has me and fighting it was useless.

I'm a good girl really I am.

So why don't I mind being bad for him?

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His hands seek refuge under my dress, evoking an involuntary gasp out of my lips as his tongue moved from my earlobe to the scope of my neck leaving a sinful trail. My arms held him as close to my body as it experienced electrical surges whilst my wetness trailed down my quivering thighs currently wrapped around his waist.

His lips found mine, his tongue probing mine to only feel as it lavishly caressed parts of my soul I never knew existed. The groan that fell from his lips vibrated the space in between as he pushed me further up the wall with his hips.

The bulge in his pants further stimulated me such that when I slid my hand and grabbed his hard length and he jerked forward in my hand.

"Fuck," he mumbled as his fingers pushed my underwear to the side, the minute his finger circled my clit, I couldn't hold in the moans anymore.

"Oh god," I whispered as he bit down hard on my neck coating his finger in my pussy juices," Tell me how you want it," his voice had gone an octave lower.

I shifted my hips forward dying to have his finger, heck dying to have any part of him in me. He retracted his finger and I watched on with lust filled eyes, as he slowly licked my essence from it.

"L-Lex stop t-teasing," I tightened my legs around him, all lady etiquette escaped through the window as I ground my lower half against his hard manhood. With his hand around my throat, his other hand moved to cup my breast.

"Hmm... baby please," I whined unbuttoning his shirt, the fabric easily slipped off his broad shoulders. His muscles flexed, beautiful ridges made up his torso. Leaning forward the need to taste him too overwhelming, my tongue traced his nipples, nipping and biting his skin. I should have taken the growl as a warning, as soon I found myself being turned around and being pushed up against the wall. The sound of my dress zipper was heard and soon the cool air kissed my skin as the dress fell away. My bra soon followed the journey to the floor.

"So perfect," he whispered as his lips kissed along my back, right down to my ass adorned in black thongs. Caught up in a trance like state, I squealed the minute I felt his teeth dig into the flesh of one of my ass cheeks, the painful pleasure overwhelming to the point my legs started shaking. The panties were easily discarded, leaving me bare with my heels joining the floor.

He turned me around lifting me up with ease, his sinful lips back on mine as he made his way up the stairs.

Landing on the lush comfort of my bed, the sight of him going on his knees nearly had me hitting my peak before he had touched me.

His hot breath on my lower lips had me a bundle of nerves, thus forcing me to close my eyes. The slap on my thigh jerked me, my eyes snapping open to find his dark blue orbs on me. "Eyes on me baby," he mumbled before I felt his tongue on my pussy. My legs shook violently, just as I was about to shut them, his arm held me down whilst he used his upper body to keep my thighs open.

"Don't you dare close those legs," he growled returning to my lower lips. The only sounds leaving my parted lips were squeals and moans. He was unrelenting and the build-up in my belly let me know I was close to hitting my peak. I knew with the rate he was plunging his tongue in and out of my pussy, I was going to die out soon. I pulled at his hair to try telling him to back up.

Who was this man?

"Alex...uhhh," the feel of his finger entering me, had my body contorting along with the sheets being gripped. At this rate I knew I would never be the same. He stood up back to his full height giving my core a break, his lust filled eyes on me, and he unbuckled his pants freeing his shaft.

Just a kid my ass.

Given the size of his shaft, that thing was going to kill me, funny though, I didn't mind dying like this. I reached out yearning to run my manicured fingers all over him. My finger grazed his shaft, he shuddered. Before I had the chance to go further and grip it, he grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head.

Gripping my thigh with his other hand, I nearly came undone at the feel of his shaft entering me.

His body on mine, chest to chest, breath to breath, his lips were everywhere as he plunged deeper into my sex. My moans along with his groans filled the space of my room, as the darkness eluded us drenched in sweat.

"Lex b-baby...harder," as per request, he threw my leg onto his shoulder, his dick pummelling sharply taking my breath away. His thrusts intensified, his grunts fuelling me as he poured out his affection latching his mouth onto my nipples sucking vigorously.

The painful pleasure continued to mount as my walls clenched his appendage," Cum all over this dick, baby," he growled as I met him thrust for thrust. Stars filling my eyes, the orgasm hit me hard as I cried out. My arms held him tightly, he wasn't too far behind me as he thrust relentlessly into me before I felt his cream fill my womb, coating the sheets.

In our new found passion.

Heart rapidly beating, he collapsed right on top of me, trying to regain his breath.

Believing the night to be over, I was flipped over onto my stomach. I moaned weakly, the fatigue plaguing me, however, the feel of his hand rubbing my pussy let me know he had other plans as he shifted me onto my knees with my plush ass in the air.

The slap to my rear jolted me awake such that upon impulse I tried pushing him away and he effortlessly had both my hands wrapped in his larger hand as he rubbed his hardening dick on my ass.

"Alex," I whined.

"Shh relax," he muttered, his hand travelling from my shoulders down to my back. A shiver ran up my spine upon hearing his deep voice whisper in my ear, let me take care of you," slipping his shaft inside me, I gasped at the wonderful sensation.

With his cock buried deep inside me, I knew our so called friendship will never be the same as he rocked me to utopia in the late hours of the night.

allowing him to enter me,

to devour me

and yet I was willing to allow him scope to tame me.

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