DAYS WITHOUT YOU

Stranger

Chapter 2: Stranger

“You're following me now?” I teased, my voice lighter than I felt.

His mouth curved into the kind of smile that belonged in sins not small talk. “Maybe fare doesn't want you to run away this time.”

I glared at him, “I flagged this taxi.” I was tempted to return the smile back.

The driver looked at the rare mirror, “Shall I start the journey?”

“You may.” He replied with a mischievous smile.

The air between us thickened, heavier than the city traffic outside. I crossed one leg over the other, maintaining composure but the slight ache in my knees betrayed me. I hated that he noticed because his gaze dropped and lingered deliberately.

The driver hummed to a song on the radio, ignorant to the electricity sparkling across the backseat.

“Where are you headed?” He asked, his tone too casual for the way his thigh brushed against mine, deliberately in the cramped space.

“Home,” I replied, though it came out more breath than words.

“Home,” he echoed, as if testing the weight of it. “Dangerous answer. I could be tempted to change your destination.”

My heart flipped, reckless and wild. I reminded myself this was just banter. Just a stranger and a night.

“Wanna bet?” He asked, tracing the hair on my neck.

But I didn't respond, my eyes were closed as I felt his warm touch.

The cab slowed at a red light, I looked at him fully this time. He had sharp jaws, unreadable eyes, curvy lips that screamed by itself. He didn't feel like a stranger but a decision I was about to make.

He chuckled, low and unhurried. “You think too much that's your problem.”

My head snapped towards him. “Excuse me?”

“Women like you…” his gaze lingered as he traced the outline of her dress before returning to her eyes. “You analyze everything until the moment slips away. Sometimes you just need to let go.”

I swallowed hard, I should have been offended but instead my stomach twisted dangerously with excitement.

“Next stop, please.” He yelled out.

The cab jerked to a stop outside a building. He got down and stretched his arms towards her.

“The night is still young.”

I reached for my purse, desperate for escape. I smiled at him and stretched my hands to his. It was warm, steady and impossible to ignore.

For a breathless moment the world narrowed down to the weight of his touch, the intensity in his eyes, the reckless part in me whispering to stay.

I stepped into the night air, the cold sharp against my skin. My heels clicked against the pavement as I walked out. I didn't look back until I heard the cab door slam shut.

“Keep the change.” He smiled and winked a goodbye.

He grabbed my arms like I was a little child. “Where are we going?”

“Just follow me.” He uttered as it began to drizzle and we began to run.

“Seriously?” I called over my shoulder laughing.

He didn't stop. “I told you, fate.”

Our laughter escaped before we could stop it with half disbelief.

“You're insane.”

“Probably. But you're still running.” He laughed without turning.

I was and every sensible thought screamed that this was wrong, reckless and stupid. But my body wasn't listening.

“Trust me.” He said as he grabbed my hand into the hotel.

By the time we reached the elevator, silence had replaced my protests. He leaned against the mirror wall, watching me like he had all the time in the world.

He slid his card by the door and we entered, still holding on to my hands he grabbed me to the balcony and I couldn't help but fall in love with the view. I could see half the city from this very balcony, I had never gotten this much view of the city.

“You are as beautiful as this city, lights in your eyes glow like the city lights.” He said.

“You don't even know my name,” I uttered, clutching my purse like it could shield me from the way my pulse wouldn't steady.

“Why did I even say that?” I questioned my inner thoughts.

He leaned closer, his expensive scent layered with something warm, slipping under my skin. “Names only make things complicated.”

My breath caught. “And what if I like complicated?”

His laugh was low, the kind that vibrated more in the chest than the air. “Then you should really stop tempting me, sweetheart.”

He didn't wait, one step forward and his mouth was in mine. It wasn't a kiss, he was claiming me and demanded me. His tongue slid into my mouth, an intense possession.

By the time we let each other go my lipstick was ruined and my breath came in sharp pulls.

“Last chance,” he murmured, “walk away now.”

I met his eyes, a wicked smile curved on my lips. “You're cocky if you think I want to.”

He chuckled. “I like cocky.”

His hand caught her again and this time I didn't hesitate. I barely had time to turn before his hands gripped my waist and ass, dragging me against the glass door. The door was cold against my spine but his body was a fire pressing me into it.

His lips crushed mine, tongue forcing past my parted lips with ruthless possession. I gasped and he swallowed it, deepening the kiss until my knees threatened to give out.

His hand slid up my thighs, pushing my dress higher with no patience. His palm was rough, fingers digging in as if reminding me I was his for the night. The other hand locked my wrists above my head against the door, trapping me. He carried me to the room and threw me on the bed.

“Already trembling.” he murmured against my mouth, his breath hot. “Do you know how badly I want to ruin you tonight?”

My chest heaved, I should've told him to stop, that this was reckless, dangerous and wrong but my body betrayed me. It arched, craved and arched just for him.

He smirked when my hips shifted unconsciously towards him. “Answer me.” His hands tightened on my wrist, his knee wedging between my legs, spreading me further. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” I replied.

Call me a slut or a w***e, I sincerely don't care right now. For two years my body craved this and I'm about to get it from a total stranger, I'm about to give up my body and surrender to a stranger.

He chuckled darkly, pressing his mouth to the curve of my neck, biting, sucking hard enough to leave his mark. “That's what I thought.”

In one swift motion, he spun me shoving my chest first against the bed. My breath caught at the suddenness, the solid press of his body caging mine. His hands slid down my spine,slow and deliberate until it gripped my ass hard.

“You're mine tonight. Every sound and shiver I want it.” He commanded.

I bit my lip a whimper escaping as I heard ground against me, his arousal unmistakable but his control absolute.

“Open for me,” he growled, and the command was so sharp and unapologetic that my body obeyed before I could think. His tongue swept in, devouring and tasting every bit of me, he was setting a ruthless pace that told me this wasn't about tenderness but control.

When he pressed his face between my thigh, forcing my legs apart. I moaned before I could stop myself.

“That's it,”he rasped, dragging the sound from me. His fingers traced the hem of my dress, higher and higher until his hands grabbed my breasts. His hands roamed with purpose, squeezing, teasing while controlling the rhythm of my body until I was arching, desperate for more.

“Ye…yes,” I moaned, pushing his head deeper into my c**t as my other hand gripped my left breast.

He chuckled darkly. “Say it. Beg me to ruin you tonight.”

My breath came out ragged, but I gave him the truth anyway. “I do.”

“Good girl. Now get up and slowly undress before me.” He commanded

I obeyed, pulling off my dress but by bit until I had just my thong on.

“Now lay back and finger yourself.” Came his voice again.

I laid back, my left leg touching the ground and my right spread open on the bed. I licked my middle finger and circled it round my c**t, I licked it with my second finger and slowly inserted it into my CUNT.

Slowly and deliberately went in and out, I didn't stop instead I went faster, faster and further. I moaned as he watched, he craved me, he desired to have me and I could see it in the way he looked at me.

He stood up,”don't stop.” He commanded as he undressed till he stood stack naked. His d**k pointing firmly.

Just when I was about to c*m, he pulled my hands out and licked it clean and I put them in my mouth right after he was done.

I could feel the burge between my tighs, then he inserted it slowly. He was slow and careful but I wanted more and I asked him to go faster, bit by bit his pace increased while he squeezed and sucked my breast.

I could feel the rush that was about to erupt, I came over his d**k. Then he turned around his d**k in my mouth and his mouth on my kitten.

My thighs trembling from his mouth as he claimed me, I moaned messily as I sucked his d**k. I tried to concentrate, to take him deeper but every flick of his tongue stole my breath and he took me all in, he turned me around giving me the opportunity to stay on top while I mouth f****d his d**k.

We released at the same time exploding on each other's faces, gasping for air in a spiral of pleasure we couldn't controlwe laid side by side.

“Again?” He asked and I smiled in return.