The heavy lined curtains left an opening from which the morning light shine in. Whitney opened her eyes slightly and could feel a throbbing pain in her head. Her body was achy and sore, like, every muscle in her body had been overworked or pulled. The first thing she saw was the luxurious carpet from the morning light and the blue black dreamy walls.
Where am I? Am I dreaming? She tried to sit up while rubbing her head but felt an arm holding her in place by her waist. She was shocked to feel a warm body pressing tightly against hers.
The memory of last night cane flooding back. She vividly remember that the people were dressed in fancy clothes and everyone was toasting. She could remember the sound of the champagne being popped,poured and the clinking of glasses.
She had drunk too much. She remembers someone telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong and she was unable to stop him. The man put her in a hotel room and then made a silly excuse and left.
She grabbed for the bed in the darkness, and to her surprise, there was someone in it. A pair of hot hands wrapped around her waist. She could feel her body being pressed under a man's body. It made her dizzy and lightheaded. She was hot. She was sweaty as his body rested against hers.
His face was so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face. It seemed as though she was being watched. She could see a dark shadow lurking from the window,then,she heard a low magnetic voice, "do what you were paid to do?".
His kiss was warm, wet, hot, passionate and he caressed her lips with his. His big hands ripped off her skirt impatiently as she struggled to get the words "No" from her mouth. She was incoherent, she groaned and moaned unconsciously. He entered her slowly and she grabbed him by the shoulder and said, "it hurts".
The man stopped suddenly and said "are you a virgin?" She was speechless from the pain. He stretched out his hand, gently moved her hair from her cheek and whispered seductively"You sweet little thing".
He instantly moves fast and hard. It's rough, it's urgent, it happens. She feels a burst of warm rush through her body, and all of her muscles tighten. She blushed as the blood came rushing to her face.
She turned her head carefully and saw the side of a perfect face with dark features,thick eyelashes and jet-black eyes. Her thoughts suddenly froze"I have no idea who this man is, how could I sleep with him?".
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