His Luckiest Mistake

Two

Warning: mature content ahead.

I was about to drink my 6th shot when Samuel snatched it from me and drank it instead, he was only 4 shots in, and he'd been gazing at me for the past hour, we were only talking and saying stupid stuff.

The wine bottle is empty, and the night is nearing its end. He puts down his glass with a sigh and looks over at me. He's beautiful, with perfect features. His dark brown hair, I know this is probably going to only be a one-night stand, and I'm fine with that.

You know what, f**k it.

I suddenly stood up and hovered on his lap leaning closely so that our noses were brushing against each other, our lips wanting to close but we were both hesitant. He took my hands. It's a small gesture, but I already feel the butterflies in my stomach and the electric spark of his touch despite how short our time together has been. He leans in making my heart beat fast and kisses me softly.

His lips moved slowly, his movements careful and sensual. He pulls away and leans in again, taking the opportunity to whisper in my ear.

"You're even more beautiful up close," he says in a hoarse voice, at this point, I don't even know what to think and say anymore. His breath tickles my neck, and I can feel his grip on my hips pulling me closer to him. I respond in kind, running my fingers down his back, feeling his muscles tensing and relaxing with each breath. I lean in and whisper back, my voice soft and breathless with desire.

"I've never felt this before," I murmured, his eyes staring deep into mine, with my heart racing.

Time seems to stand still as we look into each other's eyes. My fingers trail down his body, exploring his muscles and his curves, while his hands wrap around my waist, pulling me even closer. The heat of passion is growing, and we both begin to breathe heavily, our movements becoming more frantic, and urgent.

I kissed him passionately, our bodies molding together, pressing up against each other. My fingers begin to undo the buttons of his shirt, while he slips off my top, exposing my skin. Our lips meet again, this time with even more intensity.

His tongue glides on my lips prying them open and I smile allowing his tongue to enter and explore the insides of my mouth. His lips press the corner of my lips, my jaw, and my neck until he reaches my collarbone.

He sucks on the skin there, and I couldn't hold my satisfaction. "Samuel." I gasped as his teeth bit down on the skin lightly.

"Tell me to stop." He tells me and I grip his arms firmer. I couldn't stop him, I was very needy and it's been months since I had felt this kind of pleasure but I don't know why what made this so different.

His hands reach the hook of my bra and he stares at me for approval. I nodded right away, forgetting everything, forgetting he was a stranger, forgetting my dignity.

My bra slid from my body and I grabbed his face and kissed him, our tongues moving in sync, as his hands grazed the corners of my breasts. I couldn't decide where to put my hands, because I want them everywhere in his body.

Instead, my hands reached for his belt and I couldn't hold it anymore. "Please," I beg.

"Are you sure? I could make you feel better instead." He tells me.

"Please," I repeat.

"Girls like you shouldn't be f*****g strangers on the first night." he laughs.

"I know, we're not really strangers, we are going to the same school now." I circled my arms around his neck.

"Yeah?" he grinned.

I was about to reply when he surprised me by lifting me and laying me down on the sofa as he kneeled between my legs. Oh my goodness.

He stares something at my breasts and I follow his eyes noticing he is looking at my tattoo above my boob. "Like it?" I ask smiling.

He pulled me closer to his body pressing his front on mine I almost moaned.

"Why a butterfly? And specifically two?" He inquires.

"I just like it, I have another one on my hip." I told him. "and butterflies are beautiful." I stated.

I leaned on my elbows as he began to pull my pants down, revealing the black lace material that matched my bra. He leans down and kisses my neck down to my breasts, my navel until he reaches my panties. He kisses my p***y through the fabric if only there wasn't in the way he'd know how wet I am.

He slowly pulls them down and I'm completely naked in front of him I am not sure if I'm doing the right thing, all I can think of is him. "Please don't make me regret this," I muttered from my mind.

He looks at me for a while before kissing me passionately. Is this even real?

His hands slide down my stomach and his thumb found my c**t and started to move it in a circular motion, my mouth opens as I gasp in pleasure.

His fingers changed speed as my hands found their way to his hair and I pulled it hard when I was close. His lips keep sucking on the skin on my breasts, I'm afraid it's going to leave a mark.

Before I could even reach my c****x, he stopped and I watched him confused. That's when he leans down on me and French kisses my c**t, his tongue swirling around it in haste. I pulled harder on his hair moaning loudly.

"Ah, Samuel." I cried out.

His tongue enters my opening feeling the wetness of my p***y, when I feel myself coming again I look at him watching him doing what he's doing, getting more turned on by his movement.

He licked, swirled his tongue when I reached my c****x, I bit my lip so hard it might bleed. My whole body is shaking. Samuel licks my p***y upward, he groans feeling contented by my taste.

I stare at the ceiling, breathing loudly.

He lifts himself leans down and kisses me again letting me taste the way I taste.

We both take deep breaths, trying to catch our breath and calm down. He wraps an arm around me as he lays down, and I rest my head on his chest. We both lie in silence for a moment before I finally speak up.

"That was amazing," I say quietly, My voice still raspy and breathless.

"It really was," he responds, his voice still deep and hoarse.

We both lay there together in silence staring at the ceiling, before I sat up and grabbed my belongings from the floor.

"Where are you going?" He asks watching me hurry.

"I have to go, you see I have a flight tomorrow," I said grabbing the walls for support.

"You're gonna walk away naked?" He chuckles sitting up.

"No, where's the bathroom?" I smiled awkwardly.

"I'll help you." he grabs some of the cloth I'm holding.

I first wore my underwear and pants before he turned me around my back facing him as he placed my bra in front of me and hooked it behind. He put my top back on me and turned me back around holding my shoulders.

"So, will I be able to talk to you again?" he asks me and I can't answer him because I thought this was just a casual hookup.

"Maybe? Bye." I hurried outside and ran back to the crowd and looked for Olivia feeling dizzy, where the hell was she?

I grabbed my phone and checked for any messages and saw one from Olivia.

Please go home without me, Nathan will drive me back to the apartment, don't be worried, be safe! Love you x.

Okay, here I am home.