Chapter 5 The penthouse sexcapade

Derain swaggered through the sweltering heat of the New York night.

The clubs had closed and people scurried down the street like rats in an alley. Derain couldn't care less, he had spent the past few hours sipping on a cocktail of rum and coke while watching half-naked girls gyrate on stage. His cock had been straining against the zipper of his pants since.

It didn't help that he had his eyes fixated on a very intriguing redhead. He watched as her petite body spun against the pole, her dainty face contradicting the sinful act she was doing to that pole, but what caught his attention most was her striking green orbs that shone brightly despite the poor lighting of the club.

He groaned as he felt his cock pulsate in his pants again, simply at the thought of her.

He stumbled up to his penthouse, throwing his keys down on the coffee table as he entered the apartment, then he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor, before kicking off his shoes and socks.

He sauntered into the kitchen and poured himself a generous glass of whiskey before heading into the bedroom.

He threw himself onto the bed, before stripping off his jeans and boxers. Derain's seven-inch cock sprung free and he wrapped his hand around it, giving it a few tugs before lying back and closing his eyes. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the door to his apartment open.

"Hey there, big boy."

Derain's eyes snapped open at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, he turned around and was greeted with the sight of the particular redhead that had clouded his mind all night.

"Fuck, you scared me." He managed to utter as soon as he came over his shock, which quickly turned into confusion.

"Uh, what are you...how did you get in here?" He stuttered, unclear of how she got into his house, but in all honesty, he was more concerned about what she was doing here.

He allowed his eyes to roam over her body, she was wearing a black mini-dress that clung to her curves. Her petite frame stood in the middle of the room, her eyes fixated on somewhere below his face.

It was then it occurred to Derain that his whole cock had sprung out of his briefs, due to the little activity he had going on before she walked in.

"You know, I saw you looking at me, back at the club." She affirmed with a confident smirk.

"So you followed me home?" Derain asked with his brows raised, still trying to shake off the shock.

"Well, technically yes. I was running after you, but you got into the cab pretty fast, so I decided to just follow you." Mal admitted with a shrug.

"Oh," He simply said, and silence filled the room.

Then he slowly raised his head to look at her again,

"Um...I'm not going to deny, I was intrigued by you." He stated shyly.

Mal smiled in response,

"I was intrigued by you too."

"Really?" He questioned as his eyes shone with hope.

Mal crept across the room, admiring the muscular contours of Derain's body. She reached out and trailed a finger down his chest, before whispering in his ear,

"Why do you think I followed you here?"

That little gesture made his cock twitch in his pants, his body was reacting fiercely to her.

"I can always leave if you want." She shrugged and turned around to leave, but he pulled her back, making her soft bosoms land firmly on his chest.

"Fuck," he breathed, allowing himself to lose control as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.

His tongue explored his mouth as he wrapped his arms around her.

Derain's hands roamed over her body, feeling the curve of her breasts and the firmness of her ass.

He lifted her so she was straddling him, then lay back on the sofa in the same position.

Mal ground her hips against him, feeling his hard cock press against her. He grabbed her hips firmly as she rocked him.

"Fuck, you feel good," Derrin groaned, tilting his head up to give her a deep kiss.

Mal broke away from the kiss and sat up, before reaching behind her and unzipping her dress. She shrugged it off her shoulders, revealing her black lace bra and matching thong.

Derain's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Mal's body. He reached out and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands. He pinched her nipples through the lace, causing Mal to moan.

"Do you like that?" Derain asked his voice husky with desire.

"Yes," Mal replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

He sat up and wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking it through the lace. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, before pulling it off and tossing it aside.

His mouth moved to her other nipple, teasing it with his tongue and teeth.

Her hands roamed over his body, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his skin.

Derain's hand snaked down Mal's body and slipped under her thong. He trailed his fingers over her wet pussy, before sliding a finger inside her.

Mal moaned as his finger explored her pussy. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently as he continued to finger her.

"Fuck, you're so wet," He groaned, as he added another finger to her pussy.

Her hips bucked as Derrin's fingers moved inside her. She could feel her orgasm building, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she came.

He removed his fingers from her pussy and lifted her thong aside, then positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust inside her, causing her to gasp.

Derain's hips moved in a steady rhythm, each thrust causing Mal to moan louder. She wrapped her legs around Derain's hips, pulling him deeper inside her.

His hand snaked between their bodies and found her clit. He rubbed it gently, causing her orgasm to build even further.

"Fuck! I'm going to come," Mal gasped, as her orgasm washed over her.

He continued to thrust inside her, prolonging her orgasm as she shuddered in pleasure.

His orgasm was building too, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he came. He thrust inside Mal one last time, before spilling his seed inside her.

They lay there, exhausted while catching their breath.

"Well, that was..." Derrin chuckled tiredly.

Mal smiled and turned over, so she was facing him, "spontaneous."

He nodded and smiled in satisfaction,

"I have never had something like it before."

"It doesn't have to be the last time, you know," She looked down, tracing her fingers on his chest.

He raised her chin with his index finger and kissed her lips passionately,

"This is just the beginning."

Derain considered himself lucky to have met a woman like Mal and he wasn't ready to let her go.