A one night stand series #+18

***Anna POV**** "Yes I do!!". "Yes I will marry you!!". "yes.... i kept on practicing by looking at the mirror how am going respond to my boyfriend's proposal. Not that he asked me yet but he is going to in an hour time. I feel so excited. Joshua and I have been dating for five years now, I was getting worried about him not asking me to marry him yet. Anytime I asked him, he will quickly change the topic. But I guess he was waiting for the right time. He called me yesterday night and told me to get ready for a dinner date at La'tala restaurant. So am such he is going to propose. I mean if not why will he want us to have dinner in the most expensive restaurant in the city. When I woke up this morning, I want to a spa for a beauty treatment. I want to look good. After that, I went to a beauty salon, did my hair and nails. Then went shopping. I brought a dark blue sleeveless short which has a little split at the right side which I am currently wearing. The clothe fit me perfectly as if it was made for me. O my gosh !!! it's already 5:30 I just have 30 minutes left before our dinner. I quickly put on my 5 inches silver heels and matching silver jewelries. I stood and look at myself in the mirror, I look so good. I quickly left and hailed a taxi, I don't think going with my car it's a nice idea since I will be going home with Joshua later on. Hello ma, welcome to La'tala do you have a reservation? a well dressed waiter asked me as soon as I entered the restaurant. "Yes I do", under the name Joshua Lopez. "right this way ma" the waiter said to he. He lead me the quiet side of the restaurant. well I guess, Josh wants us to have some privacy. Do you want to order anything as you await your date ma? No thank you am okay. I have been in the restaurant for about 20 minutes, and no sign of Joshua. And his number isn't going. I wonder where he was . He arrived 20 minutes later, he seems uncomfortable. well I guess he is nervous about asking me. Joshua cleared him throat after we are done it. "this it!!" " OMG !!!" I thought in my mind. "Janet, you are a very wonderful" person he started saying. I don't know now to began he said, he seems very nervous. I think I should help him out. "yes" I said smiling. Yes what ? he asked confused. Yes I will marry you I answered in a small shy voice. What!!!? Nooo he said with his eyes wide open. No? as in ? where you not going to ask me to marry you I asked him. Me asked you to marry me? what no! The thing is this, he sighted. You are really am amazing girl but ... but what I asked not liking where this conversation was going to do. I don't want to marry you, I wanted to tell you that it's not more working between us he said with a sorry face. What do you mean? I shouted not caring if everyone was hearing us. After 5 years on relationship this is what you are going to tell me? Is another girl isn't it? I asked. He gave me a small smile and was about to start talking. Bastard I said to him pouring my drink him then I took my bag and left. I hailed a taxi . Where to ma? the taxi driver asked me. To the nearest club I answered. **** I start at the bar of club drinking away my sores. I refuse to cry for an i***t like him. I can't believe I wasted 5 years of my life with that i***t. Give me another glass I said to the bartender. Make it two I heard a deep voice behind me said. ******* Lucas POV**** I noticed her immediately she entered the clubhouse. She looks like sin in her gown that hugs her body showing her wonderful curves. Damn she is hot I thought in my mind. She immediately went to the bar and started drinking. I watched her for some time before I decided to go into her. Give me another glass I heard her said. She has the voice of an angel I said in my mind. make that two I said to the bartender, then she turned to look at me. noticing my present for the first time. ******Anna POV****** I turned and my eyes meet with a very handsome looking man. He had deep blue eyes, he is about 6.2. ft tall. He looked like the kind of hot male I use to read about on dreame. Hello he said to me in deep voice. mind if I seat he asked? no it's fine I replied. "Am Lucas", "Am Anna" I replied. And just like that we started talking. He was easy to talk with. I even forgot about my ex boyfriend for a minute. Lucas seemed particularly relaxed and sexy, sitting beside me with his collar unbuttoned and the front of his shirt wrinkled. I want to brush out the wrinkles. After several moments of pondering, I decided the best thing to do was to reach over and do just that. Lucas stared down at my hand as I pressed it against his shirt. His body beneath the shirt felt firm, hard, really nice. It was a minute before I realize that I was suppose to be brushing out the wrinkles. I glance up to his face and saw he was looking at me. “Your shirt was wrinkled,” I told him, by way of explanation. “Oh. It’s not much better now.” he said “It’s a little better.” I rub at the fabric, to prove my point. It was still wrinkled. “Not it’s not.” His voice was warm, very appealing. “Not that I’m complaining.” “You like wrinkled shirts?” “Not really.” “But you said you weren’t complaining about having a wrinkled shirt.” He moved his hand until he was covering my hand on his belly. “I wasn’t complaining about you trying to fix it.” “I’m good at fixing things.”“I know you are.” “I’m not good at being a girlfriend.” I said. " Your ex is a supid man." he doesn't know what he left.... I want to touch him, but that seems far too dangerous, so I contented myself with brushing at the wrinkles of his shirt again. This seems to progress to rubbing his chest, until I hand move higher and I was stroking his jaw. I heard his breath hitch as my fingers ran lightly over his lips. I suddenly realize what I was doing, so I quickly pull my hand back. Before I had time to think through the significance or be embarrass, he pull my hand back toward his face. “Why did you stop?” Part of me knew that he was affected by the alcohol, just like I was. Not enough for us to be out of control, but enough for our inhibitions to be seriously down. But that part of me got drown by all the rest of this. “I was touching your lips,” I whisper in a small voice. His hazel eyes had gone hot—so hot they made her gasp. “So keep touching them.” I stroke the tips of my fingers over the thin line of his mouth, the light touch strangely provocative. my skin flush and a pleasant pressure was developing between my legs. I’d never felt anything like it before—not from just caressing someone. He seems to be affected by the touch too. He let out a hoarse sigh that was almost a groan, and then reach up to take my hand and guide it to stroke the rest of his face. His skin was rough with slight bristles and warm, and I feel like sighing at the feel of the texture against my hand and fingertips. Finally, he lift my hand and press a little kiss against the palm. It was vaguely gallant, but far more intimate than a kiss on the knuckles. “Do I get to touch you now too?” he murmur, his mouth still press against her palm. “God, yes,” I gasp, arching my spine slightly as so many erotic sensations ran through me. He straighten up and move his hand so he was brushing his fingers over my lips. It felt similarly light, intimate, deliciously tantalizing. Then he was stroking my face, and I was dropping my head backward to expose my neck. He caress my neck, which feels so good I unconsciously pushed my chest out. my n*****s were tight and tingling with the need to be touch. Very slowly, his hand move down until he was stroking my breasts over my silky gown. I gasp in pleasure, and gasp again as he very lightly flicked at one n****e and then the other. “More,” I pleaded, losing myself in the sensations and the intensity of my need for him. I ’d been arouse before, of course, but it had never felt like this—like the lightest of touches would send me falling over an endless precipice. He raised his other hand and gave both of my breasts attention simultaneously, twirling the n*****s and cupping handfuls until she was moaning helplessly.“Feels so good,” I murmurs, tossing my head against the seat. “I need more.” Then he was suddenly kissing me, and it was deep and hard and intense . He was leaning over me rather awkwardly because of the position of the bar seat, but he cup my face in his hands and was holding it steady as his mouth ravage me. I respond eagerly, letting go of any of my normal reservations. Yeap normal me wouldn't be making out like this a corner of the bar where anybody can walk up to us. This was too good, too real, too right. I can’t talk myself out of doing it. Not tonight. Soon, Lucas’s hands were all over me, feeling me in places I desperately want him to feel. I am so arouse that I was whimpering from it, and I am completely unaware of time, place, or logic as I surrender to my need for him. The only thing that broke through my haze was when someone from a distance shoued "get a room" to them. Lucas pull back slightly. “Oh, God,” I breathed, clutching at his shoulders. “Yeah.” He took a deep breath.“ If you want us to continue this then you can come to my room with me. I have a room in the hotel. he said. “Okay.” I feel rattle and arouse and rumple and half-embarrass by how shameless I’d been a minute before. “You go in first. I need a minute.” I said to him. He gave me a hard kiss and left me debating on my mind whether I should follow him or go home. I thought for a minute, but everything inside me wants do one thing. So I did it. I knock on his bedroom door. He must have been waiting right in front of it because it opened immediately. With a rough sound, he pulled me into his arms, shutting the door behind him. *********Lucas****** I desperately hope she wouldn’t change her mind. I never wanted anybody like I want her. I wait just pray she doesn't change her mind. I am so intensely relieve when I heard the light tap on the door. I swung it open and pull her toward me, , unable to hold myself back anymore. I was kissing her immediately, and she was clutching at me, just as hungry as I was. I slide my tongue into her mouth and wage a duel with hers, sliding my hands down to her hips and pulling her tightly against me. I'd had good s*x before—plenty of times—but I can’t remember ever feeling so out of control. We stumble over to the bed, still in the embrace, and when Anna’s legs hit the edge of the bed, we both tumble down onto the mattress. I move over her, claiming her mouth again, drinking her in, wanting to feel her in every way. She was fisting her hands in my shirt, and rocking her body up into mine. I love how eager she feels, how she is so caught up in feeling that she can’t help but respond to me this way. I want her to let go even more. I want her to forget that i***t . I want her to give all of herself to me, holding nothing back. She broke the kiss off by turning her head and taking a few raspy breaths. “Oh, God, Lucas!” I grunt out an answer and can’t stop kissing her, moving my mouth in a line down her throat, licking and nibbling and putting pressure lightly on her pulse point. “Lucas,” she gasped. I love hearing her say my name like that. I want to hear it again, so I nibble her throat again. “Lucas!” she cried softly, archingup into me. “Anna!,” I mumble. I want to let her know how I am feeling, how into her I am , so u said against her skin, “You’re so beautiful. You feel so good.” She made a breathless sound, one that sound like she appreciate the words, so I added, “No one has ever felt so good.” “Me too.” The response wasn’t exactly appropriate, but I knew exactly what she meant. She was tugging at my shirt, trying to pull it off. I pull up enough to help her, mostly because I want to feel her hands on my skin. When she manage to get it off and drop it over the side of the bed, he took the opportunity to pull off her top over her head. I stare down at her full breasts in her bra, my body surging into overdrive at the sight of her. “Lucas, please,” she said, pulling on my shoulders to get him lower. “Hurry up.” I made a choked sound and lowered my mouth to her breast, teasing it some over her bra until my lips finally reach her n****e. I flick with my tongue and then suckled hungrily, loving the sound of her whimpers of pleasure and the way she clearly couldn’t stay still. While I work, I reach behind her to unlatch her bra. I pull it off her skin, staring down at her naked breasts with another surge of lust before giving her other breast equal treatment. By the time I am through, she was crying out helplessly, stifling the sound by biting her lip. “Lucas please,” she beggs, tossing restlessly, her face flush deeply and twisting with pleasure and need. “I can’t wait anymore. Please.” my head feels like it might explode from the rush of dominance and pleasure. I slid a hand into her waistband, slipping it under both her skirt and her underwear. She was warm and very wet, and he stroke her until I found her c**t. One of her knees bent up with a jerk as her whole body stiffen. “I want you to come for me, baby,” I murmure lifting up enough to watch her face. I massage her in tight circles, missing none of the feelings that were tightening on her face. She gaspe and clenched her hands in the bedding until she was arching up and shuddering through her orgasm, and she was mumbling out, “Oh God,” as her body relaxed in palpable satisfaction. She’d let herself go completely, exactly as I ’d want. I want to see her do it again, but my erection was throbbing painfully now, and I wasn’t sure I could wait any longer. She didn’t want me to wait either. She was pulling at me now, trying to drag me over her. I kissed her deeply as she fumble with my pants, and I grunt into her mouth as I suddenly feel her fingers on my hard shaft. She stroked me until my vision went white, and then I force myself to pull away, so as not to come too early. I sat on the edge of the bed for a minute, getting enough control to reach into the drawer of my nightstand and pull out a condom. I can’t help but smile when she took it from my hands and rolled it on herself. “How do you like it?” I ask. wanting to please her and genuinely curious. “It’s been ages for me,” she admitted. “All I know is I want it now.” “Sounds good to me.” I smile at her dry tone as he position myselfbetween her legs. He bent up her legs slightly, staring down at how beautiful and lush she was and amazed that she was giving herself to me. “How’s this?” “Perfect,” she murmured. She reached up to wrap her arms around my neck as I position myself at her entrance with my hand and then slowly slid myself inside in a series of thrusts and retreats. She was tighter than t’d expected—her body clinging to me so snugly that I want to howl. But it also tested my control, so I closed my eyes as I made the final advance and felt her tightening around me. “Oh, f**k,” I mutter. She was stroking my hair. “Are you about to lose it?” There was the slightest lilt to her tone, like she might be about to laugh. I open one eye and gave her a cool glare, which made her laugh out loud. “Don’t make me laugh,” me warn her, “unless you want this to be over before it starts.” “I’ll be good,” she promise, squeezing around me again. “But you’re feeling pretty amazing, so if you don’t start soon, I’m just going to start without you.” I couldn’t hold back the chuckle at her words, and my emotions surge up with the physical pleasure. It was so much like Anna. Understated. Clever. Generous. So warm-hearted.“Oh baby,” I gaspe, pulling back to thrust because I can’t hold still anymore. I want to take her, claim her, make her mine. As deeply as I can get. “Yes,” she breathed, bending up her legs more and adjusting herself around me. “Lucas, yes.” It took a few false starts, but we finally found a pleasing rhythm, both of our bodies moving together. It was exactly right, exactly what Lucas wants—and exactly who he wants to be with. Anna was rocking beneath me, meeting my thrusts, her motion growing more urgent. Soon, she was raking her fingers down my back and biting her bottom lip again as she is clearly on the edge of orgasm. “That’s right, baby,” I grunt “Give yourself over to it. You’re doing so good. Come for me.” She cried out as she shudder through what looked like a hard orgasm. As her body clamped down around me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I choked out a helpless sound as I feel the pleasure clamp down and then release in deep waves of pleasure. I feel myself jerking against her, heard myself saying something I wasn’t even sure was words. When both of us came down, I leaned down to kiss her softly, loving her expression and the softness of her body beneath me. “That was so good,” she whispers stroking my back as if I were something precious. “Lucas, I needed that so much.” “Me too.” I kiss her again and then relaxed beside her, taking her in my arms, never wanting to let her go. And it wasn’t until several minutes later that I started to wonder what she’d meant when she’d said she needed that. Maybe she meant she needed me, the way I needed her. Or maybe she just meant she needed the physical release. I hope to God it wasn’t the latter. . ****A/N So that's all for one night series 1, I will be updating very frequently. hope you enjoyed the book. be expecting long chapters Because every chapter contains a whole series. love you guys ??