Chords and Chaos

One night stand

Brandon 🌷

FLASHBACK

Drunk and smoking a cigarette, I see a very handsome man who's been looking at my direction for a while. I followed Skylar to a club for the first time in months to unwind. I needed it.

He wore a tailored suit and styled his jet black hair in a bun. A big man two inches over six feet and veins that ran to places that I would soon find out.

“Do you like that? Yeah you do.” He mutters before he licks my hole.

Mr Stranger looks and smiles evilly at me as he pulls my ass cheeks apart, gently trying to pry my hole open and inserts two of his slick fingers. He goes in and out for some minutes before I'm roughly flipped over. Gosh!

His tongue laps at my rim moving from deep suction to slow teases. I start to wiggle, to plead.

“f**k!!” I moan loudly but he just smiles and continues the onslaught.

“f**k me! f**k me!!” I scream with my ass in the air.

“Calm down baby boy. This is just gonna get better.” Sheathing himself with a condom, he gets a bottle of lube from his hotel drawer and drenches my hole in it.

He thrusts into me hard!

No warning, no teasing, no hesitation.

Just as I like it.

'Yesssss!! Faster!! Harder! Is that the best you can do?' I groan loudly as he speeds up. His movement slows down and he says, “Flip over! I want to see your face when you come!”

There's a long loud cry from him before his abs clench and the tempo increases as the orgasm leaves us both out of breath.

For a minute, we lay there and breathe — him untop of me. He pulls himself gently out of me and discards the used condom. I just lay exhausted on the bed.

'So, what's your name?' He finally asks and I smirk.

Yeah right!

As soon as he slips into the bathroom to clean up, I dress quickly and pack my stuff.

I'll clean up when I get home.

PRESENT.

“I don't know what you're playing at but I'm not interested in being a muppet. I have other things to worry about. It was simply a coincidence to have met you again after our time at the hotel but plea—”

“Triple! I'll pay you triple. There's no need to put up airs. Think about your sister's health and not your pride. I do promise you a good time.” He winks at me with a lustful glint in his eyes.

Like clockwork, I get a notification from the hospital again about Kate's payments. It felt like the universe was mocking me, playing with my lapses and delivering me right into his palms.

“Fine. Triple. And we're signing a contract. I don't plan on doing this for life.”

I was doing this, what's the worst that can happen?

Alexis 🌷

I watch his face and recognize the different reactions ranging from slight anger in the way his lips tighten and curl, to sadness in the way his shoulder sag and droop, to resignation as he finally stands up and dusts his trousers.

“Sure, we'll draft a contract. Now, take your stuff and come with me.”

“Huh?! Where to?” A grin stretches across my face.

“You obviously have been thrown out and if I'm not mistaken, you're homeless. So, you'll be living with me.” Ignoring the look on his face, I strut to my car and watch as he carries his stuff to the trunk.

We sit in silence on the drive up to my house and his features soften in awe as he observes the houses in the estate.

Breaking the silence he asks, “What do you do? What's your name? You seem like an important person.”

“I wondered when you'd ask. Well, I'm Alexis Romanov and I practically own half of this city.” I boast. His eyes widen briefly and masks his surprise by yawning. Funny.

“I don't really care about all of that. My sister comes first and that's all that matters.”

“Good! I'm a business man after all. Finally, this contract becomes null and all benefits revoked when you catch feelings. I'll cut you off faster than you can blink.” My tone become serious and stoic. This was non-negotiable!

Giving me a once-over he says, “I don't and won't be doing something as stupid as that. You're not exactly lovable.” Good!