Merry Me, Maybe.

Chapter Three

William got to the airport.

Dark wavy hair with a spark of brown, his broad shoulders were angled along with well built torsos. Forest green eyes that dilated on hearing the news of his arrival almost reaching the press

He hated the attention.

“Prepare a room somewhere then, make it discreet as possible and make sure no one grabs any more information.”

The bar wasn't his intention. It was just because he prefered scotch to champagne and nothing filled this lounge other than champagne.

Damn champagne

“What about your room?”

He thought of her voice as smooth and arousing even though she was reeking of alcohol.

How mysterious she seemed while drinking from afar and how innocent she was up close.

He couldn't help it but clear his throat and agree to it.

Gwen gripped her bag as she got in the elevator.

He smelt like fruits.

Or it was the effects of the traces of vodka that was sure as hell still in her blood streams,

Her gaze rested on the numbers of floor they had gone past.

“Is your place in the VIP section?” She asked. Her vision blurry but became normal each time she blinked twice

“Well, I work for a company and it's all sponsored by them." Replying curtly.

Gwen only made a stiff moan. Then rested her gaze on him till he noticed and started to itch the back of his neck

She got out of the lift first but followed him to the room.

The VIP section was luxurious, the glass door slid open when he swiped his card on it

“Who do you work for?"

“Just online jobs."

“Online jobs gave you this?" She turned to him unbelievably,

He shrugged. Leaning on the wall of the sitting room. He saw her glide over the champagne section.

“Can I,?" Holding out a bottle which she opened without hearing his response as she gulped some of it down. She felt it being pulled from her grip.

“You're drunk,getting drunk again is not going to bring him back."

Of course she knew, but she needed the distraction. Taking her boots off and letting her bag to the floor

“Are we going to kiss?" She asked innocently

William froze but cleared his throat as he kept the champagne bottle aside, trying to walk away. Her grip was around his wrist.

“I can't bring him back but make me forget," pulling him closer to inhale her honey scent which was not doing his pride any good. “Please."

She whispered as she reached for him and pressed her lips gently on his before pulling away.

He could taste the vodka.

Unsatisfied, she held onto him and kissed him again, this time somehow more deeper than the first.

Feeling ridiculous when she pulled away again, she was taking advantage of someone, using him to ease her aching heart. Wiping her lips along with the tear drops that suddenly came to her eyes, she turned to leave with a sinçere apology at the end of her lips

But then a grip held her still. Pulling her back to her former position.

His lips were warm and soft. Pressing against hers, unlike her he was intense and not so gentle about it. Taking her down lips and tugging at it, a rush of new current flowed from her back down to her core and it made her sting.

Gwen felt his hands slipping around her waist as if holding her some sort of extra support.

It wasn't support, he only pressed her against him so she could feel the rising b***r he got from just kissing her, holding on to his shirt small sighs escaped her lips whenever he paused only to take the kiss to a deeper level.

They were moving, till they stumbled upon one of the couches and Gwen was straddling him, her knee pressed on either side of his hips while he settled his hands on her waist.

A slight sting she felt from the material of her dress as his nails pressed into the softness of her ass.

She kissed him again “bed" desperately calling out, rocking into him

William groans, she yelps with surprise when he lifts her from his laps in one smooth motion, his hands gripping the back of her thighs, kissing her neckline and making his way to the bedroom.

“Condom?" He whispered into her ear

"IUD.” She replied hastily as her back crashed against the mattress.

There's a mess in-between her legs as the thought of a stranger wanting this as much as she did gave her a head start to orgasm.

Not to mention his hands slipping under her dress to slowly take off her panties.

Arching Her back while he took her undies off. Her head was clouded with the exciting feeling she got from all of these. Even Max hadn't gotten her wet just by touching her.

Fucking hell, she was thinking of Max again but it lasted for a millisecond.

His face buried in her neck holding her down, swiftly he slipped two fingers in.

“You're so f*****g wet gorgeous."

She arched. Gasping, rolling her eyes in agreement to his actions.

William kissed her lips again. Pressing his fingers deeper and using his thumb to rub on her bud gently.

“Fuck." She gasp “f*****g hell" squeezing his shirt.

She feels him inside her as her insides clenched him while he takes both fingers out only to put them back without warning.

Gwen rose on instinct but his body was there to keep her still and his lips

“I'm gonna f**k you now gorgeous." Assuring in-between his kisses

“Will it hurt?" Asking in a silent plea

“No gorgeous," soothing her “you're a good girl aren't you?”

She gasps and he feels her breaths turn into soft sounds

"You can take it, can't you?”

Slipping In the third finger,

Shit.

"talk to me.”

"Yes I can” she muffled.

Gwen could swear that behind her fuzzy gaze she caught his smirk.

He tugged at the hem of her dress and she lifted her hands making it easy for him to tear the fabric of her skin and toss it somewhere at the corner of the room before adding his shirt to the pile

Gwen fed her eyes on his body, every inch of him seemed carved; it made her lose focus on the fact that he had forced her legs to spread wider.

She could tell he wasn't a man of irrelevance, it seemed he was the type that knew what he wanted and got it.

Just like how swiftly he was inside of her. The feeling of his base followed by a more thicker base left her fazed.

Struggling to catch breaths just from the first thrust, for Gwen it was the most intense feeling for him it seemed like one of the amazing hours of his life.

Her toes curled as he drew back only for him to push back once more, reaching for his face. Gwen pulled him for a kiss to distract herself from how this felt, wrapping her legs around his waist, urging him to go on, his hands on her waist to pin her down Incase she'd arch.

Gripping the sheets as he went on, adopting a faster pace. Her hormones racing through her blood streams and the pressure to release came down on her. As if William could tell. His fingers found their way under her again.

His thumb sliding across her swollen c**t, bringing her closer to the edge and she could feel her tighten around him causing him to pump and grow thicker.

“You're gonna c*m for me now."

The authority in his voice caused the pressure building inside her to find immediate release.

She could tell he was also under such influence. Muscles tighten, her insides clamped around him, her legs shooked in compliance till they were both warmed with their orgasm and only then did he slow down and collapse on her with a heavy intake of breath.

Her eyes looked up to the ceiling, with him still in her while she steadied her breathes,

The feeling was heaven.