One Hot Night (3 page)

She had barely
looked around when she felt her body being pressed up against the wall by the
door and, in a second, his lips were kissing her roughly. He leaned forward
until his body was pressed up against hers. Marisa broke the kiss and turned
her head to the left just to catch her breath. Every inch of her skin felt
suddenly hot.

“Oh fuck,” she
breathed out. He grabbed her by the cheek and brought her in for another rough
kiss. It was the first time she had ever been kissed this way. She had no
problem admitting she really liked it. In fact, everything about the way he had
handled her so far was a bit rougher and pushier than she was used to and a lot
hotter than she would have imagined. He had pretty much taken control from the
moment their eyes met at the club. Saul would have never behaved this way. He
had always been far too soft to get a little rough with her and she never knew
just how much she wanted it until now.

She let herself
get completely lost in the moment as he forced his lips against hers. If she
was going to be stupid, she was going to commit to it. She felt his hands
slowly moving up her sides until his palms were rubbing her breasts over the
fabric of her dress.
 

She let out a
quiet moan against his mouth and instinctively started rocking her hips back
and forth, moaning again when she felt his hard bulge rub against her. The friction
felt so good she had to break the kiss to let a heavy breath in. Kurt forced
the neckline of her dress down to expose her breasts. He wasted no time in
dipping his head down to run the tip of his tongue along her collarbone before
continuing to close his mouth around one of her hardened nipples.

Marisa cried out
softly at the sensation of his warm, wet mouth on the sensitive nub and sharply
inhaled as soon as she felt him suck on it. He reached around to her back and
unzipped her dress. She wiggled her body so the dress would slip off and fall
to the ground. Immediately, he pushed her back up against the wall and messaged
her breasts. A breath knotted in her throat as her back smacked against the
wall. He was aggressive and forceful and it made her blood boil. He licked and
sucked both of her nipples in turn until each one budded into hard pebbles.

“You ever done
anything like this?” He asked with a devilish smirk.

“What?” Marisa breathed
out. “Do you mean go home with a stranger?”

Kurt chuckled and
shook his head. He took both of her wrists with each of his hands and pinned
them to the wall above her head, her breasts heaved with each hot breath. He
held her pinned there with just one of his hands while his other landed on her
waist.

“Like this,” he
whispered gruffly against her ear before playfully biting her neck.

She figured out
what he meant and her stomach flipped. That explained why he was so in control
and rough the entire time. She felt hot. She wanted it. She shook her head, “I
want to do it though.”

“You sure?”

She nodded. “You
need a safety word in case you want to stop something.”

“Sah-ool,” she
pronounced Saul’s name in two syllables.

Kurt looked at her
in confusion but nodded. “Alright.” Then he smirked and said, “I’ll go easy on
you since it’s your first time.” The hand on her waist moved down to her hip
before he forced it inward over her lower stomach and slipped it under the
waistband of her panties. She let out a whimper when she felt the tip of his
finger run up and down along her wet slit. He kissed along her chest and neck roughly.
He pushed his body harder against hers as the finger running up and down her
slit applied more pressure and the tip of it just barely pushed in past her
pussy lips. Marisa cried out when she felt him pinch one of her lips before
slipping a finger inside her. She had never felt anything like it.

Kurt pulled back
and slipped his hand from out of her panties to undo his jeans, rapidly pulling
them open. He pulled his big, hard cock out of his boxers rubbed it up against
the sopping wet crotch of her panties. Her knees went weak. The tip of his cock
playfully rubbed up and down her lips as she let her weight fall against him.

 
He kissed her deep, each of them moaned into
each other’s mouths as he continued the thrusting motion. He stopped
momentarily and then jerked his hips forward with such force they both gasped
out. He did it again a couple more times before finally letting go of her
wrists and stepping back. Marisa immediately reached out and pushed his leather
jacket off his shoulders and then grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it
off to reveal his ripped stomach.

Her hands raced
over his torso admiring how it looked and felt. He licked his lips and reached
out to take her hand, gripping it so tightly it was painful and leading her
over to his bedroom. Right away, he tossed her onto the bed. He hooked his
fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, throwing them
on the floor behind him.

He grabbed both
her wrists and yanked her up to kiss her as he thrust forward. His dick pushed
into her stomach.

“Get on all
fours,” he ordered before letting go of her wrists and stepping back. Her skin
burned as she glanced at the red indentions on her wrists left over from his
grip. She did as he ordered and immediately leaned forward so that her face was
level with his big, hard dick.

“Go,” he said. Marisa
nodded and gave a playful flick of her tongue to the tip of his dick. He stifled
a small grunt. Her mouth opened and in one swift motion she took in the entire
length of his rock hard cock to the hilt. She bobbed her head up and down as
she pressed her tongue firmly against his shaft and sucked. Her cheeks hollowed
as she sucked hard, forcing a small thrust of his hips as she did. Then she ran
her tongue in a circle around the head of his dick before easing her mouth back
down his shaft. Kurt grabbed a lock of her hair and pulled his dick out of her
mouth with a loud POP that filled the room. Marisa quickly wiped the wetness
from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

She got on her
knees only so he could immediately shove her onto her back. He leaned over her
and pushed his finger into her hot, wet opening. She moaned louder and louder
as he eased a second finger inside and worked them in and out of her wet lips. His
fingers hooked upward inside her and applied pressure, making her squirm in
pleasure beneath him.

He pulled his
fingers out and ordered her on all fours again only this time he wanted her ass
facing him. Marisa gulped and paused for a second before doing as he said. She
felt his heavy hand land on one of her ass cheeks with a loud
smack.
Her body lurched forward form the
pain. He spanked her again, even harder, causing her to cry out. It was painful
and the first time she had ever experienced it, but she didn’t want him to
stop. There was something about it that she liked. He spanked her again and
again, harder each time until hot tears sprang out of her eyes and her arms
collapsed beneath her. As her sobs filled the room, she felt his hands gently
rubbing and kneading her ass. He ran a hand straight up her back and then gave
her a gentle massage on top of her head.

“It’s okay,” he
said softly, something that came as a shock to her. She turned around to look
at him. “Do you want to stop?”

“No.” She sat up
immediately and crawled up to him, placing her hands on his shoulders and
giving him a deep kiss. “No,” she whispered against his lips before kissing him
again as her hand slid down his stomach and wrapped around his manhood. She stroked
it and thought it would feel amazing inside of her. “Don’t stop,” she said
against his lips as she gripped him harder. Her hips rocked back and forth as
her pussy rubbed up against his leg, wetness smearing along his thigh.

Kurt smiled in
satisfaction. “Alright,” he said softly before grabbing the back of her head
roughly and smashing forcing lips against hers. He let go and threw her back on
the bed. He pushed her legs wide open and positioned his body over her, firmly
grabbing the base of his cock and pushing his hips forward. Marisa held her
breath when the head of his dick made contact with her wet entrance. She
whimpered desperately as she wiggled her ass against him, trying to coax him
inside.
 
That was all he needed before
slamming the entire length into her. She cried out loudly, one of her hands came
down to slam on the surface of the bed in a frantic clench.

“Fuck!” she cried
out. Kurt grunted and slammed into her again before thrusting his hips back and
forth at a moderate pace. The rhythmic slapping of his hips against her ass
filled the room. They both moaned at how good it felt. She arched her back and
pressed her pussy against him. Without warning he pulled out of her entirely before
rubbing her clit. Marisa moaned and writhed beneath him before he slammed his cock
into her yet again. She cried out and clenched her hands against the sheets. He
rolled and rocked his hips back and forth a bit faster this time, penetrating
her deep with each stroke.

His position
shifted so that it angled his shaft differently as he pushed it back inside. He
hit a sensitive spot that made her to cry out loud, but this time in pure
pleasure.
 
His hips went faster and
faster, making sure to hit the same spot each time. As soon as Marisa started rocking
her hips up and down to match his rhythm, he pushed down on them with so much
force she was sure she would end up with bruises.
 

He was in complete
control as he kept thrusting faster and faster, going as deep as he could each
time, sending her into a stream of endless moans until her entire body tensed
up as the orgasm quaked through her.
 
Her
muscles clenched around his cock and he was jerking his hips uncontrollably
like a fierce animal.

“Oh fuck,” he
grunted. He pulled out of her and moved up her body just in time for his juices
to shoot out of him and land on her breasts. She reached up and stroked his
cock for a couple more minutes after he came, making him moan loudly and shut
his eyes from the intense pleasure.

“Clean up,” he
finally commanded. Marisa leaned up and licked his dick clean. He ran his
fingers through her hair and smiled. “Good job,” he said.

The following
afternoon, there was a knock at her door. “It’s open,” she called out knowing
it was Carla.

“Hey,” her friend
said tiredly as she dropped down onto the couch beside her. “So did you
actually end up doing anything with that guy?”

“His name was Kurt
and yes, I did.” Marisa bit her lip and smirked.
 
“It was new and a lot of fun.” She giggled
and leaned back on the couch. She hadn’t felt this good in a long time.

“Well, you
certainly did allow yourself to be stupid,” Carla laughed.
 

“Oh yeah. And it
was worth it,” Marisa giggled. For the first time in a long time, she felt
okay.

She was going to
be okay.

   
The
End

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