The drive to his place was the longest of my life.
Every moment was torture, I kept kissing him in between while he drove so fast like his life depended on it.
We didn't say a word.
I didn't ask him how he knew where I lived and my phone number. All I could think was for him to drive faster and fuck me like never before.
Finally, we reached his place. It was a big mansion. The biggest one I had seen in the whole town.
He was rich. That I knew even before I saw his mansion. But now seeing this, he must have been some billionaire.
As soon as I got out of the car, he started kissing me. His hands were on my waist again.
His mouth was sucking my lips hard. His tongue explored every part of my mouth. Then, his grip tightened and he said," Let's take you inside"
He held my waist and took me to his bedroom, while kissing me all the way. His room was bigger than my whole apartment. Much bigger.
He kissed me one last time before throwing me onto his bed.
It was velvety soft. He stood towards my leg, looking at my whole body. His eyes were filled with desire. Deadly desire, and that made me extremely wet.
He was unbuttoning his shirt, but his shirt but his gaze was still on me.
He slid his hand on my waist, his hands were warm and demanding. He rubbed my waist now. His eyes deep in my brown eyes.
I was impatient. I needed him. Needed his cock.
So I said,"Fuck me, daddy." The words just left my mouth without any warning. My whole body was flushed. The blood running hot.
He smirked, dangerously and with like he was warning me. He tore off my t-shirt in a rush. It was the Nirvana t-shirt that I had always loved. The one my so-called best friend, Lisa, gave me. Now completely torn apart and lying on his bedroom floor.
He pressed his warm mouth onto my hard nipples, trying to rip open my black bra. And he sucked on them hard. So hard that I was screaming with pleasure. He sucked it. His tongue tracing my nipple. While his hand was pressing onto the other one.
And then he stopped. He turned me over with one hand. It turned on even more to feel his strength on me. My ass now rubbing against his hard cock. He started pounding on me through the clothes. Slowly but steadily. And then like a wild beast.
I could feel that he enjoyed it a lot. Having control. And I enjoyed losing it to him.
Then, he held my hair. He pulled me, from behind. I could feel his warm breath on my neck.
"You slut!! Beg me!! Beg me to fuck you!!" He screamed near my ears. And I was breathless. Shivers. All over my body. He pulled my hair even tighter. He grabbed my neck all at once. Choking me. My face turned red. Then, he turned my face over to him. Pushed me harder towards the bed.
He was over my body now.
"Beg now!" And he slapped my cheeks with his strong hands.
I could've cum just right there.
He laughed, "You're getting off to just that? You really are a slut."
"Now beg. Don't make me impatient or I'll rip your pussy apart." He said menacingly.
"Please fuck me daddy. I beg you." I said meekly, my voice barely leaving my mouth.
"Yes, just like that." He said, smirking at my powerlessness.
He took off my pants while ripping off my bra with the other hand. Breathing heavily the whole time.
And there I was, fully naked, in front of this man whom I had just met a couple of hours ago. My body was shivering while his warm hands hovered all over my body.
Then, he moved his hands to my pussy.....
His fingers were big. Really thick. And they were now filling my wet and warm pussy. His one finger was enough for me to cum. He kept stroking me in a pattern. And I shuddered.
His eyes were fixed on my face, my mouth that was screaming with pleasure.
"Yeah, you like that? Moan louder, whore!" He said, staring at me.
His fingers now moving faster and faster and faster. And then, he held my neck with the other hand, and then he started choking me. Making me melt. My whole body was dying with pleasure.
He choked me even harder. Harder each time I moaned. I closed my eyes for a second before he said, "I didn't tell you to close them. Did I? Eyes on me." The intensity of his gaze and his strokes made me lose all of my senses, but then it rang again. His phone.
'Damnit,' I screamed inside. Not this time. He immediately pulled himself off of me, picked up the call before I could make sense of anything. Trying to get out of that haze.
All I heard was, "I'll be there." There it was again.
And I said something that surprised even me, "You can't leave like this." I said, with my voice high this time, even though I was completely naked.
He looked at me, a bit surprised. His eyebrows raised. His gaze made my stomach drop.
"I just mean...you shouldn't......." I was fumbling for words, embarrassed.
"I will tell the driver to leave you at your home, and there are some clothes of mine in the drawer. Wear them before going........I'll find you." He said sternly, and with that, he was gone again. But this time, I wasn't going to make it easy, no matter what.
"At least, tell me your name this time," I asked.
"Luther." He said coldly. And then he left.