Chapter 7 Mr Hot Wheels

I am almost in tears. Life has a strange sense of humour. I stroll closer and see that the car is empty. Good. I enter the building and prefer to take the stairs rather than the elevator to recover from my little shock. I go into the apartment, calling out for the girls about the car downstairs.

"Guys, I am about to tell you the silliest thing ever. Do you know who the black L..."

I stop right in my tracks as I see the sight in front of me.

Mr. Hot Wheels is sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by my beautiful friends ogling at him as though they are about to eat him up. He sure looks like one hell of a delicacy to be devoured. I blink a few times just to make sure I am not imagining things. My knees buckle all of a sudden and I feel all soft and gooey inside.

"Hi Selena," he greets, getting up and coming my way to meet me.

Oh my God!

"Hi Hunter." Saying his name out loud seems to be different from the voice in my mind. I want to sound indifferent, but I can't; I am nervous. Why am I so scared?

"I brought your cellphone back; you forgot it in the passenger seat yesterday," he says, smiling, making me smile as well in the process.

Stop smiling! I clench my fist at my poor attempt to control my stupid face from blushing awkwardly.

"Oh, of course. Yeah, I forgot, thanks for bringing this home." I just notice I can't stop moving. And he looks so confident, so proud of himself.

I peek behind him and see that we have three pairs of eyes watching us.

"I think you left something in the other room?" I say to my friends. And with a mini hubbub by the security guards, they leave. They will kill me later. My friends leave the room after flashing their mischievous smiles. There's just the two of us now in the room. Oh my God, what am I supposed to do?

"Do you want to sit?" I ask, trying to look comfortable.

He sits in one armchair and me in the other.

"Look, you didn't have to come all the way, you could have left it with the doorman," I say continuing, "I guarantee he would have given it back to me, you don't need to spend so much time with..."

Before I could complete the sentence, he leans in...and then he...he kisses me. Softly at first, dipping in to get a taste. Then with more tenacity. I sigh softly, grab him by his collar pulling him inwards, closer and kiss him back like I had never ever kissed anyone in my life.

Tiny tingles run through my spine where he places his hand, pulling me closer too. His fingers tug at my hair, tilting my head to get more of me. Damn. I can't think of a better place to be.

He picks me up into his lap as though I was as light as a feather. He starts kissing the nape of my neck. The feeling of having his mouth on my skin is delicious. My mind was already giving me red signals saying we are moving too quickly, but I don't care...I just wanted to live in the moment. I couldn't explain the magnetic force which was pulling me towards him. He hastily removes my shirt, leaving me in my bra. I grow shy all of sudden, coiling back.

Tucking a strand of hair behind my ears, he kisses my cheek, whispering softly in my ears, "I won't ever hurt you, my baby."

Those words give me much-needed confidence and I slowly start touching him back. It's my turn. When I take off his polo shirt, I am even more fascinated by him. The word beautiful doesn't do him enough justice. He is just divine! I run my hands up and down his torso. When my hands delve in deeper, he grabs my hands and traps them on the floor. Soon he has me lying on my back, and all our clothes have been discarded. He kisses my mouth again leaving me breathless before moving swiftly to the nape of my neck, biting my ear-lobe.

"Hmmmm" I sigh, closing my eyes as he sucks on my sensitive nipples, flicking back and forth, hungrily. His other hand was already down below fondling my inner thighs, fingers caressing the V region, playing with the lips, rubbing my bud.

I almost scream when his finger enters me, my walls clenching immediately.

"Relax Senorita, I promise to make it worth your while" he smiles, a dimple almost forming on his right cheek. I take a few deep breaths, getting my body to relax as he slowly inserted another finger. His mouth stops torturing my breasts and ends licking my navel, landing on my pussy ultimately. I could hear the zipper of his pants coming undone. He stops and looks at me. I don't know if I was still hungover or hat but in one swift sexy motion, he brings the condom packet closer to his mouth and rips the packet apart.

When he puts the condom on and penetrates me for the first time, I feel a sensation so substantial... his thrusts establish a rhythm evoking strong emotions as we look deeply into each other's eyes. We increase the pace, and I start to move my hips towards him. I reach the first orgasm, and shortly after that, he reaches his orgasm too. He crashes on the floor besides me.

I don't think I've ever had sex this fast and this incredible! It takes a few minutes for us to catch our breath. Once our breathing returns to normal, we then hear pitch silence. Since we are a bit calm now, I have the opportunity to observe him. It looks like he had been carved out of pure awesomeness.

I focus a little lower and see that his cock is huge. No wonder I liked it so much when it was inside of me. But I don't have the heart to ask his opinion of how he felt when he was within me.

"I could lose my cell more often," I say and laugh nervously, trying to make small talk.

"Maybe it's better not to." He gets up and starts to put on his clothes.