Unforeseen desires : an unexpected encount

Hot night

After a good half-hour of tossing and turning in bed without being able to find sleep, I get up and go to meet Darren.

- Are you asleep? I ask quietly.

He's lying on his back, one arm bent and resting under his head, which turns towards me when I address him. I deduce that he's not sleeping, but he confirms it verbally anyway.

- I can't fall asleep, I say, shifting from one foot to the other.

He sits up and taps the couch next to him; I settle down without further ado. He turns on the flat screen and some lights that create a dim atmosphere in the room.

- Do you have a preference?

- No, you choose.

He scrolls through the movie titles and stops at the latest Fast and Furious available on the streaming platform. He asks for my approval before starting the playback and then gets up and heads to the bar.

- Would you like something to drink? he asks me.

- Just non-alcoholic.

He returns with two glasses of fruit juice, placing them in front of us.

- What went wrong earlier? he asks after half an hour of the movie. You were fine, and the next second, you were completely frozen. Did I do something that displeased you?

- I'm not sure, I lie. I felt like I was doing it wrong.

I can tell from his expression that he doesn't believe me, but he doesn't press on that part of the sentence.

- You were doing perfectly fine, he assures me.

He lets silence settle in, and I refocus on the movie still playing on the screen, although I still feel his gaze on me.

- In case we decide to see each other again, I don't want you to feel forced to do anything you don't want to do.

He says this seriously, and I keep my eyes fixed on the TV. He slides a hand under my face and tilts me toward him; our eyes lock.

- I'm serious; don't let anyone force you to do something you don't want to do.

He then pulls me close to him, and I rest my head on his chest. His heartbeat becomes steadier, and I watch the TV without really seeing what's happening on the screen. My eyelids close on their own, and I let myself drift into sleep.

The next morning, at dawn, I wake up in Darren's arms, my head resting on his chest, one leg entwined with his, and one of his arms around my waist. However, we're no longer on the couch where I fell asleep but in the bed. I pull away from his embrace abruptly, as if he had burned me. Darren, who was already awake, moves away without saying a word, but his gaze is full of questions. I don't even know why I did that, because the moment I'm no longer in contact with him, I shiver from the cold. It's probably due to a deeply ingrained bad habit.

- What are we doing here? I ask softly.

- You fell asleep on me; I put you in bed, but you clung to me like a leech.

I must be as red as a tomato; I turn my face to hide, but Darren doesn't hear it and turns my face back to him.

- A pleasant leech, Ava.

He then leaves me alone on the bed and heads to the bathroom. My gaze doesn't leave Darren's athlete's body and the muscles that ripple with each movement. My God, he can be so sexy; he awakens my hormones with just one look. Guided solely by my hormones, I get out of bed as soon as the bathroom door closes behind him. I hesitate for a second while holding the doorknob, but I sweep away all my questions to focus only on the desire I feel at that moment.

I enter quietly; Darren has his back to me and is soaping his chest. He apparently didn't hear me enter or, if he did, he doesn't show it. I remove his T-shirt and boxer, letting them fall to the floor. I move into the room and slip right behind him. I press my body against his back, place my hands on his hips, and move them up to his chest. The contact of his skin under my fingers electrifies me immediately.

- You should have said something if you wanted to take a shower, he jokes.

One of my hands slides down to his erect member and wraps around its base. His muscles contract against me, and I hear him sigh with pleasure.

- Are you sure, my beauty?

His question is just a whisper. I tighten my grip and start moving up and down, kissing his neck and shoulders, even biting into his flesh, which he seems to enjoy judging by his moans. I then pass under his arm to face him again. My eyes stop for a few seconds on his lips. I remember the only time he kissed mine; they had a slight taste of whiskey but also champagne. I bite my lower lip at this memory but let out a cry of surprise when Darren's hand lands on my right buttock. The spanking stings but only slightly, and I have to admit that the pain doesn't bother me at all; on the contrary, it's quite exciting.

- Every time you bite your lip, you'll get a spanking, my beauty. Understand?

I like this side of his personality, dominant but not forceful, which doesn't help my situation. How can I give up on this man when he's both playful and considerate and knows how to make me feel good?

I nod and am once again surprised to feel a slap on the second buttock when he releases my lip from my teeth. If I don't even realize that I'm doing it, it will be more complicated.

I continue my movement on his erection, kissing his chest as I dangerously descend toward his intimacy. When I kneel in front of his excitement, he stops me with a gesture.

- You don't have to, Ava.

I kiss the tip of his p***s and raise my head to look at him.

- I know, but I want to.

And it's true; I want to please him as much as he pleased me yesterday before I abruptly stopped. To give him as much pleasure as he can give me with his mouth.

- I don't want you to feel pressured, Ava," Darren worries.

- I know, let me pleasure you, Darren.

He releases my face that he was holding in his hands and lets me kiss him there. I plant a multitude of kisses before wrapping my tongue around his shaft. His breathing accelerates significantly, and he lets out deep sighs. Like the previous day, he slides a hand into my hair when I take him into my mouth. He doesn't push my head to go deeper, no, he simply follows the movement of my mouth.

For once, I have control; I can choose to make him climax, to deny him orgasm, to slow down the pace, or on the contrary, to accelerate it. I love having this power over him; it's terribly exciting.

- Ava," he warns, panting.

I withdraw and let him catch his breath and his senses. He helps me to stand up and presses me against the wall, trapping my arms on either side of my face with his. He kisses my breasts, licking my n*****s one by one. He nibbles them, sucks them into his mouth.

- I adore this wonder," he says just before sucking my pierced n****e.

He sucks so hard that it's almost painful, but a good pain, an exciting pain. Darren then completely releases me and steps out of the shower; he opens a drawer in the adjacent cabinet and returns with a condom, which he rolls onto his member.

He effortlessly lifts me and presses against me, placing his shaft at the entrance of my intimacy; his intense gaze searches for my approval, and a second after I nod, he makes me slide onto him. My mouth forms an O, and my breath catches. He seems even more imposing than last time, even though we had the same position; I must have a slightly more dilated v****a from our previous escapades.

He waits for a few seconds before starting to move slowly inside me. His eyes never leave mine, although his rhythm increases more and more. I'm hypnotized; I don't know if he realizes it, but he has completely hypnotized me.

His thrusts become faster and more intense, almost primal. My short nails dig into the flesh of his shoulders, and I throw my head back, moaning.

- Look at me, Ava, I want to see the pleasure in your eyes.

I open my eyes, locking my gaze with his. Darren's pupils widen as his thrusts become more intense. He pushes me to the brink of orgasm; I reach it quickly, climaxing in Darren's arms, taking him to the seventh heaven with me.

He withdraws and lets me slide down the glass wall to get back on my feet and give us time to catch our breath. Despite having had an orgasm, I'm not satisfied; I still want him, and judging by his still swollen member, I bet he feels the same.

He removes the condom, ties it, and throws it into the room's trash can. Before returning, he stops by the cabinet and takes a new condom.

- What makes you think I still want it?" I ask.

- The way you look at it with desire," he jokes.

Did he just talk about his p***s as if it were a person? I roll my eyes in exasperation. He returns to the shower with the packaging in hand, waving it like a trophy.

- Unless I'm mistaken, Ava.

I grab the packaging and open it with my teeth – disregarding all the times we're warned not to open it like that – and then I roll the latex onto his shaft.

He turns me with a gesture and places his member between my buttocks, sliding it to my v****a where it enters easily. Darren lightly presses on my back to arch me, and his hand lands on one of my buttocks without gentleness, causing a cry of surprise; I must have bitten my lip again without realizing it.

One of his hands slides into the folds of my vulva, and his fingers focus on my c******s. His other hand focuses on my chest, pressing my breasts one after the other and rolling my n*****s, which are stretched to the extreme, between the pulp of his fingers. My buttocks slap against his hips with each of his thrusts; our moans fill the room. Darren pulls me against his chest, and my back is so tightly against his that nothing can pass between our bodies. I throw my head back on his shoulder and scream in pleasure.

- That's it, my beauty, let go.

The orgasm comes more quickly, probably due to Darren's double stimulation of my intimacy and the fact that it's more sensitive after our first encounter. Darren follows closely in climax and regains his breath, which, like mine, was very fast.

- You're incredible, Ava.

Once we're both washed and ready, I sit on the couch to clear things up with Darren.

- What do you decide to do, Ava?

I take a deep breath and turn to him, gathering all my courage.

- I'd rather not continue this ... relationship," I say, hesitating on the word "relationship."

I don't know if we can really call it a relationship. Darren remains silent, waiting for me to continue my explanations; his face is closed, and there's no way to know what he thinks or feels.

- I really enjoyed these moments with you, but I don't want to continue.

- Okay," he replies after a minute.

I gather my things and finish my hot chocolate that Darren had brought to the room.

- I accept your decision, Ava, but I think you're lying to yourself and that you're afraid, I don't know of what or whom, but you're afraid.

I don't respond to that and thank him for dinner and the night, then head to the elevator.

- You know where to find me if you change your mind.

The doors open, and I step inside, turning to see Darren one last time before they close.

- I've only slept with Holly, with no one else, Ava," he says, just before the doors close, and the elevator begins its descent.