A night with him (One nightstand with him)

chapter two

Brie's pov

The alcohol starts to mess with my head but then I feel lighter than I have ever felt in years.

The stranger drives me down to his house, we pulled up at a very beautiful penthouse house on a lovely resort.

“Woah” is all I say unable to form a complete sentence.

He gets round the car, opens the door offering me his hands as a support.

Even in my drunken state,I feel touched by this little gesture. Daxton never opened doors for me, stupid bastard.

As I thought of him so did the tears threaten to flow again so I banished thoughts of him and focused on making this fine ass man f**k me to oblivion.

When he saw that I was unable to walk on my own, he carried me into the elevator all the way into his room.

Keeping me carefully on the bed,he attempts to stand up but then I pull him back placing my lips on his own kissing him.

He pulls back,breathing heavily.

“Are you sure about this, you are not in your right senses” he tells me or more like tells himself.

“I am in my right senses,mister” I say

“Your drunk, sweetheart” he reminds me

“That doesn't mean s**t, am a very conscious drunk,I know what I want and it's to numb this pain am feeling” I say

I don't care that am about to seduce a stranger into having s*x with me but I just need to take Daxton off my mind.

Get over him,he said.

I will and it starts now,with this handsome man infront of me.

I stand up from the bed,moving close to him,I trace my hands all over his chest as his eyes turn a shade darker with lust.

“Just help me forget,just for tonight” I beg him placing kisses on his temples.

“You're playing with fire” he says through clenched jaws

“Am not scared of getting burnt” and instantly he cups my face kissing me.

I closed my eyes relishing on the feeling of his lips against mine,opening up for his tongue to probe into anywhere it wants to.

Standing on my tip toes,I move my hands around his neck to the back of his head pulling his hair getting a groan out of him as his hands cup my ass squeezing making me hotter down there.

Sooner than later his hands take off my clothes as mine take off his.

Once we are bare ,our entire body exposed to each other. He steps back to take me in as I do the same.

He looks at me so intently,his gaze leaving larva like trails wherever it touches.

“f**k,you are beautiful” he says pulling me to him,crashing his lips on mine.

I take my time to touch all those muscles he had on him,loving the feel of his toned arms and rock hard abs.

Not to leave out,the hot rod poking my p***y as we are pressed up against each other.

He doesn't waste time to push me to the bed, widening my legs to gain entrance.

“Are you sure about this?” He asks searching my face for any sign of second thoughts.

I reach up,cupping his face and kissing him “am sure,f**k me already”

As if that was all he needed,he slipped into me eliciting a moan from me.

Oh my God, he's huge.

He starts to move, faster and deeper, matching my need for him.

As we rode each other to ecstasy and back,I didn't hold back any of my moans of pleasure.

After several positions,we finally got tired and slept off cuddling each other.

I woke up because of an irritating ray of sun on my face.

My head threatening to split in half because of pain.

Shit,hangovers are the worst.

Looking around my bedroom I realized that this wasn't my hotel room, it isn't as fine and grand as this.

That's when my stupid s*x escapade last night came rushing into my brains.

Sitting up,I looked around the room but there was no trace of the man from last night but I was well aware that this was his house.

Groaning I got into the bathroom,took a long shower and got out.

I took time washing my body,feeling better than I felt yesterday.

Who knew that sleeping with a stranger had such effect.

As I got dressed in my previous day clothes,I couldn't help but cringe and that's when I noticed the wad of cash lying on the nightstand.

Which serves as sort of a payment for last night.

Wow,he must think am a w***e. Well I wouldn't blame him.

I would do the same too since I remembered the way I came on him.

Leaving the money there, I went to get looking for his kitchen to get some water before I left. Surely he won't mind that.

Once I find it,I walk to the fridge opening it,I pull out a bottle and open it to drink.

“Good morning” I hear someone say.