Emerald green eyes

the first meeting

f**k his lips moving against my neck felt amazing god I had to stop, but I couldn’t. I groan into his kisses. He slides his c**k out of me and moves his hand down my body. I shiver under his touch, I groan. “f**k” he chuckles darkly and, oh.my.god he is so f*****g hot. “P-please,” I start begging. I need more. I groan. Finally, his fingers reach my wet heat. My eyes roll back, my mouth hangs open, and he shoves his other fingers into my mouth. “Good girl, don’t stop those sounds, baby,” he keeps going faster and faster. “P-please I need you,” I whine he chuckled, shaking his head. “Not yet Baby girl” I clutch his shirt moaning and groaning needing more “please!” I finally reach climax on his fingers my legs buckle I grip his shirt “w-we should go somewhere else” He chuckles “counter? Bent over? What would you like, baby?” I bite my lip. “Throw me around, do whatever you want?” I squeak, and he flips me over, spreading my legs, his breath hot against my wet heat. I groan, spreading wider. I stand bent over on my hand and his tongue dives into me. I press back, moaning, “f**k!” His tongue flicks, my wet folds licking and flicking at my c**t I press my face into the bed moaning. He leaves marks on each one, making me groan as he sucks, and kisses my neck and moves down my chest, sucking on my n*****s until they turn red. I gripped his hair. “f**k” he was everything I could want and need in a man. He was amazing and gave me everything I needed. He finally finishes. He leans down, kissing my forehead. “You're such a good girl for me, listening and being obedient,” I groan as he says that he puts his pants on leaving. I jumped up: “Wait, will I ever know who you are? Are you coming back?” Millions of questions spilled from me. I had fallen in love with this man already, and I didn’t even know who he was! I palm my face. “Just keep coming back. Don’t leave me. I want to know who you are. I want to continue seeing you. I want to get to know each other. I want us to fall in love.” He walked over slowly, his boots thumping. “Baby, we've already met before,” and then he left as I watched him leave. I’m stuck frozen in disbelief. “We met before?” I pace my room confused. “I did recognize the tattoo…” I think harder and harder. I thought about the eyes, the tattoo, the way his body looked at everything and still couldn’t figure it out. “f**k who is he?” I drummed my fingers on a table as I leaned against it. I grabbed my phone, looking through the tele and Ink trying to find him. Maybe he was a famous person, maybe that’s why he didn’t show his face, or maybe he’s a serial killer….omg what if I just let a serial killer f**k me and let him in and out of my house f**k. I started pacing again. I got a message from an unknown number: “Don’t worry, baby girl, I’ll come back. We will talk and get to know each other. I’ve loved you for a while from afar and now that I have you, I’m not letting go.”