Chapter 5 Rich Ride

The luxury bedding was the first thing that caught her attention, this was beyond royalty size, this was something else.

She didn't know what she had been expecting but there were no roses of any kind, just the choicest furniture she had ever seen.

Of course, one was to expect a lot from "The Plush Place", and their food had proven that, but the room was heavenly.

The chandelier hung above her head and the lights from it that changed colors made her think of everything beautiful.

He was taking off his suit jacket when she turned to face him

"You want to sleep with me" She intended it as a question but it just slipped out of her lips with no curiosity.

"Wrong, I want to fuck you"

Her eyelids fluttered in quick movements and before she could get herself to order, he had crossed the distance between them and circled her waist with his left hand.

She froze in his arms, and it was for a lot of good reasons.

For one, he was staring right into his eyes and she could see some pools of green in them. They were dark though, darker than she had ever seen and they seemed to tell her things she didn't know she needed to hear.

His white shirt clung to his body and she could make out every inch of his skin from it, and from the two front button openings, was a light gathering of hair and a chest big enough for her to lay her head.

"What's stopping you?" She asked, forcing herself to focus on his face and not on the bulge that pushed against her stomach.

"This piece of clothing you have one."

She had been in bed too many times to keep count but she had never been so confused on what to do. He possessed a violent aura, one she didn't know if she could handle.

He sensed her nervousness and the grip on her hips relaxed

"Are you okay with this?" He asked

"That's a stupid question"

His lips spread to a grin "I thought the same"

His lips closed on hers after that statement and every inch of her body came alive.

They were gentle at first but got rougher with every extra movement. He let go of her waist and brought his hands to the base of her neck, tilting it as he made turns to ensure no part of her lips was left untouched.

Her body pressed against his as she yearned for more and when his tongue tugged against the opening of her lips, she welcomed him in, moaning into his mouth as the tip grazed her lips.

"Do that again" he commanded.

She was too fired up to be listening but she obeyed, only because every glide his tongue made against hers made her ache in a good way.

His hands returned to her waist and his grip on her tightened with every minute. Her ponytail was pulled into a twist, a yank so hard and so subtle at the same time, that she didn't know how he did it.

But before she could figure it out, her hair came pouring down her shoulders, her hand flying across the room.

At the rate her heart was beating, she felt her heart would explode within her chest.

In seconds, her dress formed a pool at her feet and she gasped.

This man was an expert, she hadn't even felt the tug on her sleeves.

He pulled back for a minute to assess her.

His hands went to his shirt and he began to undo the remaining buttons she attempted to move to help him but he stopped her.

"Just stand, I want to look at you."

He romanced her with his eyes as he took his time with his shirt. Her breasts were on full display, and from where he stood, he could tell those nipples were rock hard and that they needed his touch.

She had blue lace panties on and every curve was just as he had imagined, beyond perfect.

Her eyes went to his briefs as he stepped out of his trousers and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She was impressed.

When the briefs went down next, she gasped.

"Come here," he said and with three steps, she went into his arms.

His hands ran through her backside in no particular pattern and she ran her hands through his hair as he caressed her ass, spanking it twice in the process.

With a snap, her panties were torn and a finger slipped inside her.

His groan echoed in her ears as she collapsed against him while he moved gently within her.

"You're so damn wet," he said, "been waiting on me for so long?"

She shivered in his arms "No"

"You lie" his voice was dark, it made her want to scream out loud in bliss. "You lie," he repeated, slipping a second finger into her.

The movement of his fingers quickened and moans escaped her lips.

"Don't stop" she gasped "Oh please, don't stop"

She released short breaths on his neck and it sent thrills down his spine.

He guided her to the bed and laid her gently on it, pulling out his fingers while she wiggled in disagreement, her legs wide open, ready for him. He joined her immediately and as his lips took hers, he buried his cock inside her.

Grace clung onto him as she moaned uncontrollably while he worked her insides, his strokes harder with every thrust. She raked her hands through his hair as he threaded her, harder and harder till she screamed.

Her eyes were heavy and her vision blurred but she didn't want him to stop, and he understood her, his balls steadily slamming against her as she ground her hips to his rhythm, not stopping until he climaxed, dropping gently beside her.

She curled into his arms and closed her eyes as she listened to the thundering of his chest against her ears.

As she drifted to sleep, he placed a kiss on her forehead and she smiled. She was going to remember this day for a very long time.