Chapter 2 FIRST SEX

Paula's POV

The attractive man stared at me with deep-set eyes when he got in front of me.

Lost in his ambiance, I looked into his eyes blankly. I could see my own reflection in his amber eyes.

"Melissa..." he muttered a name lightly with his thin lips.

His voice was so deep and sexual that it made me feel butterflies in my stomach.

The alcohol was wiping all my common sense away. It seemed like I was lost in an unreal world. To check if this man was real, I pinched his cheek hard.

The man didn't wince in pain. He just looked at me in confusion. The next second, he dragged my hand and held me in his arms. He then stared into my eyes for a long time.

His weird gaze didn't worry me at all. I didn't struggle because I felt that my mind had just made up this handsome man in my drunken state.

I could feel his warm breath blowing across my ear.

All of a sudden, the man let go of my hand and lowered his head to kiss me.

I could have turned my head, but I didn't. The softness of his lips against mine caused a strange and burning sensation to envelop me. I blinked incessantly to sober up.

But as the kiss continued, my defense was breaking down rapidly. I was getting swept away by the passion.

I tried to get rid of the shock that had settled like a boulder in my gut by opening my mouth.

However, this was a wrong move because the man saw it as an opportunity. His tongue darted into my mouth and explored it. He sucked and bit my tongue.

My tongue went numb from all the sucking and biting. I was running out of breath. It seemed too real.

A voice in my head told me to push him away, but my body said otherwise. I was interested in him. In a daze, I gently bit the tip of his tongue. It was not as disgusting as I thought it would be. The kiss became even more passionate. I felt a throbbing pain in the lower part of my body. My knees also went weak. I had to wrap my hands around him to remain standing.

"Come with me?" the man whispered in my ear after breaking the long kiss.

Something told me he had just asked me a serious question. I tried to think it through before answering, but I couldn't. I just kept blinking at him.

"Okay, fine," I muttered carelessly.

What happened immediately after my response was something my brain didn't register at all. I didn't know how he took me away from the dance floor. All I knew was that I found myself lying under him on a king-sized bed. He was kissing me again.

By this time, my coat was gone and my dress was pulled up.

The attractive man released my lips and planted several soft kisses on my neck and collarbone. He squeezed my breasts too. Much to my surprise, soft moans escaped my lips. His kisses and touch were doing something to me. I had never felt this way before.

The strange desire made my toes curl. More so, the throbbing pain in my groin increased. I was so drunk and hooked by this man's actions that I couldn't think straight.

"Please give it to me..."

I reached out and grabbed his shirt. Although I shamelessly begged him, I didn't know what I wanted. All I knew was that I wanted him to give me something. And this scared me a little.

As if he had been waiting for my approval, this man grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head with one hand. He was panting heavily and lying on top of me. The top buttons on his shirt were already unbuttoned. I could see his bare chest. His sexy lips were a little swollen. There was a bite mark at the corner of his lips. I couldn't recall doing that to him.

He was staring at me with a strange glint in his eyes. I squinted my eyes and looked at his handsome face, wondering why he was staring at me like that. The glint in his eyes was possessive and aggressive. It made me want to move away from him.

I was about to break free when I heard a low moan from him.

"Hey, don't move."

This sounded like a strict command to me. I paused and frowned at him. Why shouldn't I move when he was still grabbing my hands? This was so unfair.

Not willing to be submissive, I decided to provoke him.

I twisted my body like a caterpillar who was about to escape.

"What would you do if I move?"

Ignoring my question, the man lifted my dress further and parted my legs forcefully. I saw him take out a long hard thing from his pants. He then moved in between my thighs.

My lips flew open at the sight of his dick.

Noticing the fear and shock on my face, the man sighed and brushed my cheek. He then bent over to kiss me.

His kiss wasn't extremely rough this time. It was calm and loving.

In the blink of an eye, it broke all my defenses. Just as a strange wetness slipped out of my private part, I felt the hardness of his cock against it. My pussy was having its first visitor.

"Ouch! Be gentle..." I moaned in pain. It seemed like my private part was getting torn apart.

His hard dick tapped on the lips of my pussy severally. It was as if it was getting ready to take over its territory.

This was torturous and exciting at the same time. As the man's chin tautened, he wrapped his big hand around my waist. His thickness began to fill me inch by inch.

It wasn't until the thin membrane was broken that I finally realized that the situation was out of control. Tears welled up in my eyes the next second.

"Honey, don't cry." The man lowered his head and kissed me on the eye. His gentle and affectionate tone eased my heart a bit and I blinked back my tears.

His penis inside me started to feel good after a while. I didn't want him to pull out. When he sensed this, he began to move in and out of me slowly. I moaned uncontrollably.