Chapter 2 Pleasure

In the elevator, his lips were on hers instantly, he kissed her hungrily, feverishly. She sighed in resignation.

This seemed to fuel his urgency. He pinned her against the elevator door.

As he kissed her intensely he grabbed her ass and brought her body against his rubbing his body against hers.

Tiffany could feel the hardness of his dick against her crotch and it made her squirt a little. Just then the elevator dinged. He let her go instantly and guided her to his room.

They barely made it past the room door when his lips were on hers again, more eager and desperate, as if he'd been waiting endlessly.

Tiffany's back pressed against the wall with a gentle thud, his fingers entwined in her hair as their lips consumed one another.

Her heart was beating so loud it echoed in her ears.

Thoughts were racing through her mind.

Is this right?

Am I actually going through with this?

But the way his body felt against hers made it impossible to pull away.

He took off his shirt and she caught her breath. His chest, smooth and sleek and it glimmered subtly in the dim light.

God, he's stunning, she thought, and to her own astonishment, she sensed herself pulse between her legs.

Her panties were already wet and he had not even laid a hand there yet. He gently turned her around, her front now against the cool wall, and leaned in to

kiss the side of her neck.

His warm breath spread across her skin, causing her to shiver. She could feel him, firm and persistent pressing against her backside through his trousers.

Every slow grind sent shivers down her spine.

One of his hands discovered her breasts through her dress.

He squeezed and teased causing her to arch back into him as he dry-humped her from behind.

She was losing control. Each touch, each kiss sparking feelings within her that she had never experienced before.

Her dress had slid halfway to her stomach. He spun her back, kissed her intensively as if he possessed her lips, and lifted her with ease.

As he held her tightly, his cock brushed against her crotch through her clothing, creating delightful friction throughout her core.

She sighed into his mouth, unable to restrain herself.

He lifted her to the bed as if she were weightless, placing her down before climbing on top of her.

Her hands moved as if they had a mind of their own now. She hurriedly unfastened his belt, slipping her warm fingers inside his pants, encircling his thick, warm shaft.

He softly growled against her skin, kissing his way down her neck to her chest, his tongue swirling around pink nipples until they were firm and throbbing.

Next, he started his slow descent. Lips trailing intentional kisses, exploring her stomach lingering a little on her belly button.

Then he paused a bit at her thighs. He was going to take his sweet time not jump right in. He lingered there inhaling her warmth, allowing his breath to trail over her pussy in gentle warm puffs.

Teasing her. She let out a whimper.

Her hips quivering in eager readiness till she ached.

He kissed her inner thighs, excruciatingly slow.

As she attempted to direct his head to the spot she desired, he softly restrained her wrists above her head, gazing into her eyes before giving her what she desired.

His tongue was relentless. Twisting,darting, sucking until she was writhing and

gasping.

She arched her back as he brought his fingers to play with the sides of her pussy. One hand caressed her entrance while the other fondled and toyed with her breast.

She sensed that she was coming apart. She had never felt this way before. He came back up, his lips wet with her juice, met with hers again.

His cock, big and throbbing slid between her thighs rubbing and teasing her clit as he kissed her passionately.

She was on fire. Her body burned yet her mind was yelling stop. She was yet to tell him.

" There is something I need to tell you..." With a shaky breath she murmured."I...I've never had sex."

She looked at him with eyes a bit scared and innocent.

He stopped for a moment to look into her eyes. He didn't look surprised or shocked.

With a gentle smile, he kissed her once more and inquired, "May I?"

Her reply was a quivering moan: "Yes..."

He entered slowly with care, his thick shaft expanding her little by little until the hilt pressed firmly against the limit. She whined softly,

"I need you inside me now."

With one powerful thrust he embedded himself completely, penetrating deeply.

It was painful but she liked it. It was sweet pain mixed with pleasure.

Slowly he moved, allowing her to adjust. He kissed her tenderly while he moved in and out of

her.

Gradually the pain subsided and gave in to waves of euphoria.He found a tempo that left her gasping.

She had no idea what took over her. Instinctively, switched their positions. She straddled him and began to ride wild enthusiasm.

He bucked up to meet her. Her moans echoed in the room, hips grinding down to meet him as she was swept by waves of ecstacy.

They changed positions. Laying on their sides, spooning he took her from behind. Each thrust deeper and more intense than the last. She gripped the sheets.

"I can't hold it anymore, I'm cumming." She cried out.

"Let go baby girl." He whispered.

"Don't stop." She pleaded.

"I promise, I won't." He groaned.

He increased the tempo, going faster and harder until he was moaning, clutching her hips as his climax approached.

They came together, her sighs blending with his deep growls as she quivered around him.

They lay together in silence, breaths heavy covered in sweat, squirt and a faint trace of blood between her thighs.

Tiffany lay there, dazed, disoriented and satisfied, her body still vibrating

She'd crossed a line and she didn't feel an ounce of regret.