[Illicit Desires 1]: An Entanglement With My Bestfriend’s Husband

Chapter 2: An Unforgettable Night

Jennifer’s POV.

Outside the loud, humid club there was only silence and the cool evening breeze.

“Do you invite a lot of women to leave the club with you every night?” I asked as I settled into the back of a car which he held open for me. He slid in after me and once again, I was left breathless from how sexy he looked and how good he smelled. The top part of his shirt was hanging open and I wanted to bury my face there.

“What do you think?” He drawled as his arm settled over the back of the leather chair as he leaned even closer, making my breath hitch as his thumb settled on my chin. His lips quirk up slowly and heat, searing heat, rushed through me.

At that moment, the partition of the car got rolled up as the car pulled into the road.

“I actually don’t wanna think about anything right now.” I whispered, feeling entranced as my eyes settled on his lips.

“I thought as much.” He husked out as his lips connected with the side of my throat and my mouth parted to let out a soft gasp from the searing feeling of his soft lips against my skin. He trailed his lips downward, over the curve of my throat till he was licking a stripe over my pulse, prompting me into jolting and whimpering as I scrambled to grasp his shirt tightly.

He chuckled softly against my skin and heat crawled into my cheeks. “f**k, you’re so responsive.”

“I’m sorry.” I whispered while trying to sit still as he scraped his teeth over my pounding pulse and I found myself trembling once again.

“Don’t apologise, it’s the hottest thing ever.”

As soon as the hotel’s door closed behind me, he was on me the next moment. His hands captured my wrists and pinned them above my head, which he quickly transferred to one hand while his second one held my jaw in a firm grip. I melted against him, feeling extremely boneless and we’ve barely started.

It must be the way he was handling me… the way he took complete charge…

“You need a distraction tonight, right?” He whispered, lips moving lightly against mine as he spoke and a pathetic sound bubbled in my throat as I nodded. He tsked while grinning devilishly. “I need words, doll.”

“I- I do.” I finally whispered in response and he hummed. “That’s a good girl. Let me distract you tonight then, let’s distract each other.”

Before I could think of a response, he was taking my lips in a mind numbing, searing kiss that turned my brain to mush at once. His tongue pried my mouth open and I whimpered when he bit on my bottom lip before stroking his tongue into my mouth, swallowing the next sounds down I made at once.

When his grip loosened from my wrist, it slid down my side to grip my waist and tugged me even tighter against him, causing me to mewl as I scrambled to grasp his extremely broad shoulders. His hands felt large as it spanned over my hips, causing a delicious sensation to course down my spine as he cupped my ass and kneaded them.

“Fuck.” I whispered after tearing my lips from his to suck in deep breaths. He growls as his lips began to suck a mark into the side of my throat.

I remembered the wedding I was attending tomorrow and was about to warn him not to leave hickies behind, but I was being hoisted up in a heartbeat, causing my mind to cease working from fright for two seconds as I tightened my grip on his shoulders.

This was a complete new expo for me. My ex never carried me, because he always claimed i was too heavy. Meanwhile this man right here did it without straining a muscle, and somehow, that felt stupidly hot to me.

As he walked into the room, he regarded me with blatant hunger, one which made my blood thrum with desire.

“Let’s see…” He carefully set me down at the foot of the bed before continuing. “Are you gonna be a good girl for me tonight?”

No one has ever said those exact words to me, so I guess that was enough to excuse the fact that I f*****g mewled as those words settled in my mind.

The stranger only chuckled as his fingers traced my collarbone. “I guess that’s answer enough, but I'd like words as well.”

“Um… yes?” I answered questioningly. He inched close to me and cupped my face with his other hand as he husked out. “You don’t sound sure, doll.”

I hesitated for a moment. “That’s cause… I don’t know how to be a good girl.”

The concerned expression on his face vanished at once and his fingers on my collarbone inched up to fully curl around my throat, and that stole my breath at once as soon as he tightened his grip.

“That’s easy, all you have to do is to listen to whatever I tell you, and to do them, because that’s what being a good girl entails.”

He licked into my mouth and pulled away. “You don’t have to overthink anything that happens tonight, it’s gonna still be you in control because we won’t do anything you don’t want to, okay?”

He cupped my ass and spanked it hard and I trembled against him as heat traveled through my veins from the feeling of his palm meeting my asscheek. He grinned knowingly at me while regarding my reaction and then he did it again, and again till I was a moaning mess and could barely keep my eyes open.

“f**k, you’re so gorgeous and responsive, doll. You make me wanna eat you up.” He squeezed my ass and I jolted as a zing shot through the spot his palm was resting on.

“I wonder how you’d act when you get bratty. Would you be whiny and disobedient? Or would you go against my order just to get punished?… but, that’s a conversation for another day.”

I moan shakily into his mouth when he kissed me once again, trembling against his large frame at the feeling of his large palm still gripping my throat. That should be terrifying, but it only kept sending heated shudders down my spine. My heart was thumping and my panties felt drenched.

His hands are everywhere after that, and so we’re mine. His lips felt like a branding iron, burning the feel of his kisses and bites into my throat, my collarbone and then back to my lips again. His hands dug into my hair, tilting my neck as he sees fit and tugging at the strand in a way that has me mewling into his mouth as desire engulfed me further. I like it, I like the way his hands are rough and big, I like the way his kiss feels hot and devouring.

It was addicting and dangerous, but I love it.

“Get on the bed.” He ordered after pulling out of a kiss that wreaked havoc through my insides.

I blink in confusion, but I do so anyway. I plop down on the soft mattress and parted my legs slightly, enjoying the way his gaze drank me up. His hair is dishevelled, and his torso is sculpted to perfection, all ridges and washboard abs as he slowly shrugged out of his shirt.

And then his d**k.

I stare at it and I nearly tremble with need. It’s long, thick and hard. Veins run along the sides and the tip is beaded with a drop of precum. My hand itches with the urge to touch it and my body is practically begging for him to take me. He eyes me up and down like a predator to its prey and I trembled once again. He grins and grips the base of his d**k with one hand, I groan and press my thighs together, wanting to relive this pressure so bad.

“Part your legs even more, and touch yourself,” his voice drawls calmly from above me and my eyes widened a fraction. His gaze darkened even more. “Touch yourself, doll. Touch yourself the way you want me to. You still want to be good for me, don’t you?”

For a moment, a rush of embarrassment fills me, but it’s easily battered down by the insane amount of lust I’m feeling. I watch him slowly pump his fist over his d**k, groaning a little as he goes.

“I want to see your fingers on your c**t. Show me,” he continued when I kept blinking up at him hesitantly. This was something I’ve never done in front of an audience before, but he seemed pretty keen on seeing me do it, and so I slowly nodded and began to peel my panties off– or attempted to, because he shook his head a fleeting moment later. “Leave it on. Move it sideways and play with yourself. I’ll take it off myself once I’m ready to thoroughly feast on you.”