One Rebellious Night

Caroline slammed the door to her room after discovering Alexander had revisited their house. Alexander invited her on a date, and her mother quickly agreed. This was against Caroline's will as she was scared of Alexander.

"Open the door, Caroline. Alexander is here to visit!" Glenda, Caroline's mother, shouted as she knocked on the door.

"I don't want him, Mom. Yes, he's rich, but he's an addict and a psychopath. I don't want to marry him!" Caroline shouted in frustration.

Alexander Mercedez is the son of one of the wealthiest individuals in the business industry in the Philippines. He is indeed an addict and a psychopath. He has had feelings for Caroline for a long time, and he has intimidated all of Caroline's suitors. Caroline's parents and Alexander's parents found out about this, leading both families to believe that marriage between the two would be the solution to reform Alexander.

"Alexander loves you, Caroline. Can't you see that? They are wealthy, and the wealthy should be with the wealthy. The poor should be with the poor. He is willing to change for you. You will learn to love him once you become husband and wife," Caroline's mother explained, trying to convince her.

Caroline couldn't help but cry as she realized she had no way to stop her parents' wishes.

"I don't want him, Mommy! Can't you understand that? I don't like him! I want to marry someone whom I love and who loves me back! Love cannot be measured by someone's social status, Mom!" Caroline shouted, tears streaming down her face. "This is my life, and I should be the one making the decisions!"

"How dare you say that to me? Open the door before I break it down!" Glenda exclaimed, attempting to open Caroline's bedroom door. She cursed under her breath as she continued knocking on the door. "You won't get your inheritance if you don't obey me!" Glenda threatened her daughter.

"Leave me alone, Mom! Send Alexander home. I don't want to see or talk to him! I'm willing to marry someone else as long as it's not him. I don't want to be tied to someone who is addicted and dependent on his parents!" Caroline pleaded.

"I can't do that. You know I made a deal with his father, Mr. Mercedez!" Glenda revealed, her voice filled with frustration.

Caroline let out a deep sigh. She didn't know what to do to change her mother's decision. She couldn't fathom how her mother could allow her to marry a man with a history of addiction.

All Caroline wanted was to be truly loved. She had never felt any love from her parents. She obediently followed all their wishes because she was afraid of being rejected and losing her inheritance.

Caroline sat on the floor and leaned her head against the edge of the bed. She didn't know what to do. She was afraid to see Alexander.

"If you don't come out of your room, I will be forced to block all your ATM cards!" her mother threatened.

Caroline had no choice but to obey her mother. She gathered everything except her money because that was the only thing that provided her with some sense of freedom. Some say that happiness cannot be bought, but for Caroline, happiness can be bought because having money allows her to do things that bring her joy.

"I'll just freshen up," Caroline said softly.

She stormed into the bathroom to wash her face. She stared at her reflection in the large bathroom mirror and noticed that she looked flawless, even without makeup. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

"Caroline, do you know what you're going to do?" her mother repeatedly asked as soon as she stepped out of the room.

Caroline was exhausted from daily arguments with her mother, enduring sermons in the past months, and up to now. She sighed and continued down the stairs.

Her parents adored Alexander for her. She knew her parents were only after the man's family wealth. If she didn't obey her parents' wishes, she wouldn't receive her inheritance, and there was a possibility of being disowned.

"I've been telling you for so long to accept Alexander! Even from the first time he expressed interest in courting you, I don't understand why you're still hesitating!"

Caroline took a deep breath and faced her mother. "Stop it, Mom."

"Use your brain!" Glenda scolded her daughter before turning away to go to Alexander who had been waiting for Caroline.

Caroline gave Alexander a stern look and walked out of the house without looking back at her mother.

She raised an eyebrow at Alexander as the car door suddenly opened. She entered with a huff and rested her head on the car seat. She closed her eyes.

"Is that how much you hate me?" Alexander asked before starting the car engine.

Caroline didn't respond. She remained silent. Even the sound of the young man's voice frightened her.

"Where are we going?" Caroline asked when she noticed that they had already left their house.

"Where do you want to go?" Alexander asked, glancing at Caroline. She still had her eyes closed. "How about a bar?"

Caroline opened her eyes and looked at the young man. "Okay," she replied shortly and leaned her head back on the car seat.

"We're here!" Alexander said cheerfully, parking the car in front of the bar.

Caroline quickly got out of the car and walked ahead into the bar. She didn't want to be with Alexander, especially when she knew many people there.

"Wait for me!" Alexander shouted, hurrying to catch up with the young lady.

Caroline rolled her eyes and quickly withdrew her hand when she felt Alexander holding it.

"Don't touch me!" Caroline snapped at him. "Leave me alone. You know I don't like you but you keep getting closer to me!" Caroline angrily exclaimed and left Alexander behind.

Alexander had no choice but to obey the girl's words. He realized that pushing her would only push her further away. He needed high patience when dealing with Caroline. He liked Caroline, so he decided to change himself when he found out they were being set up by their parents.

Caroline sat at a table near the dance floor. She secretly watched Alexander drinking at the other table with his friends. She wanted to escape from him and leave the bar, but she was afraid he might report her to her parents. They left the house together and were supposed to go home together.

She drank a bottle of alcohol continuously before standing up and heading to the dance floor. She wanted to dance and forget all her problems. She wanted to forget what her parents were saying, hoping their decision would change.

She danced as if it were her last day. She glanced at the table where Alexander was sitting. She smiled when he turned his back and didn't look at her. Caroline joined the crowd and continued dancing. She wanted to enjoy the night and temporarily forget her problems.

She took two glasses filled with alcohol from the waiter and drank it all. "This is so good!" she whispered as she savored the taste of the alcohol.

Caroline paused in her dance when someone suddenly held her waist.

"You're a good dancer," the man whispered in her ear. She smiled when she realized it wasn't Alexander. "And... you're so hot!"

She slowly turned around to see who it was. "Thank you," Caroline softly said, placing her hands on the man's waist.

The man leaned down and looked at Caroline intently as she danced. She's so sexy while dancing. He matched every move she made.

The man's gaze lowered to Caroline's thin, red lips. Her lips were enticing, and he couldn't resist himself from kissing them.

Caroline didn't resist what the man did. It was not her first kiss, but she felt addicted to his kiss. She wanted to kiss him too.

Caroline wrapped her arms around the man's neck before he was captured by the kiss. She didn't care if Alexander saw them. She wanted to enjoy the night and now decided to give herself to someone she didn't know.

Caroline's lips parted as the man suddenly stopped kissing her. "Let's get a room," the man whispered to her and quickly pulled her away from the dance floor.

Caroline swallowed and suddenly felt nervous. But she thought that this was what she wanted to do. Despite her nerves, she still went along with the man.

The man supported her as they walked because she was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. He still had his hand on her waist. She couldn't help but smile. She was afraid of Alexander's touch, someone she had known for a long time, but she wasn't afraid to go with this man whom she had just met.

"Let's go straight to my condo," Caroline said after the man started the car engine.

"Are you sure?" the man asked, and Caroline immediately nodded. "Where is your condo?" the man asked her huskily.

"Can I drive?" Caroline asked him. The man didn't answer her immediately. "Don't worry. I'm not drunk. I can still drive," she assured him.

The man smiled and planted another kiss on her lips. "It's a no, baby. Just tell me where your condo is, and we'll go there."

Caroline bit her lip before pointing out the way to her condo.

"What's your name?" Caroline asked, unable to contain her curiosity as they neared her condo.

"I'm Miguel, and you?"

"Caroline."

Miguel glanced at Caroline. "Your name is as beautiful as you are," Miguel said, then returned his gaze to the road.

Caroline smiled secretly. That was not new to her ears. She knew she was attractive.

Miguel's hand firmly rested on Caroline's waist as he guided her towards the elevator. Caroline tensed up as they stepped inside. Miguel's proximity and the evident tension and anticipation in his grip on her waist sparked her imagination. She felt nervous because she didn't have any neighbors there. She owned the entire floor.

Caroline lifted her gaze to the front as the doors closed. She caught their reflections in the mirrored walls. She swallowed repeatedly as she saw Miguel's unfamiliar face. He looked so refined in his coat and tie. She wanted to step back and reconsider her decision. Her lips parted when she noticed him watching her intensely and darkly. It was evident in Miguel's gaze that he was losing his composure.

She tried to avert her eyes, but it was as if they were magnetically drawn to his. His eyes pulled her back.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" he whispered, his voice so close to her ear. It sent a ticklish sensation down her spine, almost making her shrink away.

Miguel pressed his body closer to Caroline. She closed her eyes when she felt a hard bulge against her back.

She didn't know how Miguel read from her face that she was pulling away. She's scared. She became hasty in her decision.

"You think I'm scared? Kiss me here..."

Miguel turned towards her, and she could only meet his gaze through their reflections.

The door chimed.

"Missed your chance," Caroline said as she stepped out of the elevator.

Miguel followed her, swiftly grabbing her hand and pulling her back towards him. Before she knew it, his lips gently brushed against hers, his hand cupping her jaw, and his other hand firmly holding her waist in place.

"Did I?" he whispered breathlessly as he continued to kiss her.

Miguel's kisses were passionate and intense. They were forceful and didn't give her a chance to respond, as if he was asserting dominance and making a statement.

As their kiss deepened, Caroline stopped caring about anything else. This is what she wanted. His kisses ignited something inside her. It was like fireworks on her lips, illuminating every corner and leaving a vibrant mark.

Miguel is not an ordinary man. He knows exactly what he's doing, and he's incredibly skilled at it. Caroline feels a sense of joy because she is allowing herself to be vulnerable with him, despite the fear she may be experiencing. She is happy that she has chosen him as the first man to have this kind of intimate connection with.

She is afraid that her family will find out that she has been taken by another man instead of saving herself for her future husband. She doesn't know if Alexander will still accept her once he finds out she had a one-night stand with a stranger. For her, it would be better if Alexander knew what she did. She would have a reason to stop her parents' madness.

Miguel's kisses trailed down to Caroline's neck as he pressed her against the wall. The console made a thumping sound as her back collided with the table, a testament to the intensity of their passionate encounter.

Caroline pushed him away, momentarily questioning if she wanted to continue. But then, she couldn't resist the desire and longing that consumed her. She resumed the kisses, taking control and guiding them with a slow and gentle rhythm.

Miguel groaned with a mix of anticipation and frustration, feeling the shallowness of Caroline's kisses. He attempted to kiss her more forcefully, but Caroline only allowed him to kiss her from a distance and at her own pace.

"What are you-" Miguel began to ask, his voice filled with curiosity and desire.

Caroline's voice trailed off as she bit Miguel's lips, causing him to curse softly. She pulled him closer by his neck, passionately exploring his mouth with her tongue, savoring the taste as if it were her favorite dessert.

"Drop your pants," Caroline whispered, her voice filled with desire.

Miguel's eyes grew even darker, the unmistakable lust in them becoming more evident. It was as if he was on the brink of pushing her forcefully against the wall and engaging in a mindless, passionate encounter.

Miguel kissed Caroline, his intention clear as he sought to assert his control. However, as Caroline attempted to unbuckle his belt, he swiftly pulled her up, interrupting her actions.

"Where is your room?" Miguel whispered between passionate kisses.

"Left side," Caroline replied, her voice filled with anticipation.

Caroline let out a shriek as Miguel swiftly moved towards her room, their lips still locked in a passionate embrace. As he occasionally paused to navigate their path, Caroline eagerly reclaimed his lips, causing a momentary distraction that resulted in Miguel accidentally knocking over a vase from a nearby console.

Caroline's desire overpowered any concerns she had. She led Miguel into the bathroom, where he gently placed her on the cold, marbled floor.

As Caroline began to remove her top, Miguel's impatience got the better of him, causing him to rip the strap off her top. Caroline's mouth fell open in surprise, leaving her immediately exposed and completely naked, with only her skirt remaining.

Miguel's gaze intensified as he removed his shirt, his lips never leaving hers. With a sense of urgency, he pushed her against the wall, continuing to kiss her passionately. As their lips locked, he skillfully unzipped her skirt, allowing it to drop to her knees. Caroline couldn't move back due to the skirt at her feet, so Miguel lifted her slightly to remove it completely.

Miguel's lips trailed along Caroline's neck, sending waves of electric pleasure coursing through her body. As his kisses descended lower and lower, Caroline suddenly felt the warm water cascading over her, bringing her back to reality. Opening her eyes, she noticed that Miguel was still wearing his pants, which were now soaked.

"Your pants," Caroline pointed out, her voice filled with a mix of amusement and desire.

Miguel, now standing behind her, swiftly moved his hand to her breast, his lips finding her nape, as they continued to explore each other's desires.

"Miguel..."

"Not now," he whispered. "I can't wait to touch you..."

"Just a moment-"

"That's more than enough for me. I want this," Miguel declared, his voice filled with desire, as he cupped Caroline's breast. "Right now," he added, his voice husky with anticipation.

Caroline swallowed hard, her gaze fixed on Miguel's large hand enveloping her breast. The contrast in size emphasized the delicate nature of her breasts in comparison.

Caroline bit her lower lip, feeling a mix of pleasure and anticipation as Miguel's touch ventured closer to her most intimate area.

At that moment, Caroline felt herself losing control, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations. This was exactly what she desired - a chance to escape from her problems and immerse herself in the pleasure of the present. She had reached a point where she was willing to let go and allow herself to be consumed by the passion she shared with Miguel.

Caroline can feel his middle finger gently stroking her wet entrance. Alam niyang hindi ito dahil sa munting shower na bumubuhos sa kanila. Just the way he stroked it, it was stickier than water.

A moan escaped from her lips as Miguel continued. His finger slowly entered. He was groaning on her ear each time she wiggled and moaned.

"Miguel..." she gasped, gripping his wrist tightly.

His other hand skillfully kneaded and teased her peaks, alternating between them. Caroline could only hold onto his wrist, surrendering herself to the pleasure he was giving her, unable to do anything else but enjoy the sensations he was creating.

"Miguel..." Caroline uttered.

Miguel stopped stroking her and she felt his hand on her buttycheeks. He groaned.

"What?"

"Please-"

"Oh fuck," Miguel cursed and he forcefully squished her boob.

Caroline couldn't help but moan in pleasure, overwhelmed by the sensations.

She eagerly guided Miguel's hand, urging him to explore further, craving for more.

"Are you sure about this?" Miguel whispered as if seeking her consent. Caroline nodded eagerly, biting her lip in anticipation.

Miguel lowered his hand to Caroline's intimate area, his finger delving deeper. It caused a momentary twinge of pain, and regret briefly crossed her mind. However, as he gently stroked her again, the pleasure washed away any doubts or regrets she had, leaving her fully immersed in the moment.

Caroline bit her lip and swayed her hips slightly as Miguel made another slow move. She faced him and kissed him. Miguel pulled her closer, his hand slipping to cup her breast from the side, and his other hand moved to her thigh to find her sweet spot again.

Caroline swiftly unbuckled Miguel's belt and unzipped his pants. She pulled them down just enough to reveal his impressive manhood. Miguel gazed at her with heavy-lidded eyes, filled with desire.

Although she had never done it before, Caroline was not innocent and knew what to do. She looked at Miguel's member, took it in her hands, and slowly licked the tip. A moan escaped from Miguel's lips, encouraging her to continue.

Miguel moaned again, igniting an intense desire within Caroline. He held her head, running his fingers through her hair as if trying to restrain her from devouring him completely. She looked up at him and saw his smoldering gaze fixed upon her. Sinirado niya ang shower at tinulongan siya ni Miguel sa pagtayo.

"That's enough, or I'll fucking cum in your mouth."

Miguel kissed her with such intensity that Caroline couldn't resist any longer. He lifted her and they walked out of the shower together. After grabbing a fresh towel, he lazily wiped them both before gently placing her on the bed.

As she lay naked on the bed, Miguel kissed her once again. His lips trailed down her neck, then moved to her breasts. He groaned with pleasure as he found her sensitive spot and moistened it.

His kisses trailed down to her stomach. Caroline wanted to see what Miguel was doing to her. She felt like she was going crazy with the mix of sensations she was experiencing.

When Miguel's head went lower, she almost squeezed him. She cannot stop her thighs from closing.

"Miguel!" she screamed as Miguel finally kissed the most sensitive part of her body.

Her voice was almost unrecognizable as she called Miguel's name and moaned with the intensity of the sensation.

He kissed her passionately, his lips never leaving her entrance and folds. Miguel's deep kisses intensified the sensations, creating an even more intense feeling for Caroline. The pleasure surged through her, overwhelming her senses. It was so powerful that it felt as if it was tearing her apart in the most pleasurable way.

Towards the end of their passionate encounter, Miguel paused the kisses and shifted his focus. Caroline opened her eyes and saw Miguel preparing himself with a condom, positioning it at her entrance. His eyes were filled with impatience and desire.

"I haven't tried it before," Caroline whispered. She's nervous because it's her first time.

"I understand. I'll be gentle, Caroline. It will hurt at first, but you'll start to enjoy it when I start thrusting."

"How do you- Ah!"

As Caroline felt Miguel's manhood enter her, she experienced a mix of sensations.

"Sorry, baby," Miguel apologized.

Caroline closed her eyes tightly due to the intense pain. It felt like her femininity was being sliced. Miguel was well-endowed, and she had no prior experience with something like this. The pain was overwhelming, but the pulsating pleasure soon overpowered it. However, the intense sensation only lasted for a short while.

Caroline wasn't the only virgin Miguel had a one-night stand with. But he preferred experienced women because he wouldn't have to exert much effort. Caroline was completely different from anyone he had been with. He was afraid of hurting her, so he was careful with his actions.

Miguel despised commitment. He grew up with separated parents because his father had another woman. He enjoyed casual sex without emotional attachments. He was fond of one-night stands and then returning to normalcy afterward.

Miguel leaned down and kissed Caroline again. He wanted this night to be memorable for her. Miguel is her first.

"I won't move until you're ready. I promise," he whispered.

Caroline felt so vulnerable and emotional. Even when it was painful, she moved her hips. Gusto niya na itong matapos. Miguel's eyes flew to her and he stopped kissing her.

"I'm not in a hurry, baby," Miguel said hoarsely.

Caroline tried to endure the pain. "I want to move, Miguel."

"Caroline..." Miguel called out softly.

"Fuck me more, please," she whispered. "I want you, Miguel. Just fuck me-Ah!"

"Fuck!" Miguel cursed as he slowly pushed himself deeper into Caroline's femininity. "I want you... so bad," he whispered as he fully immersed himself in her.

He moved slowly, in and out of Caroline's womanhood. He thrust in and out, making Caroline moan. He wanted to give her a memorable experience because she had given herself to him.

"Miguel..." Caroline called out softly.

"This is what you want, baby. So, I'll fuck you straight tonight."

His thrusts intensified, becoming faster and faster. Miguel let out a low curse, completely consumed by the pleasure they were experiencing. Caroline moaned louder and louder. Thankfully, her room was soundproofed, ensuring their intimate sounds remained private.

Caroline's sensations were slowly being replaced by pleasure, as she matched Miguel's every move. He thrust over and over again like it was his lifeline until Caroline felt herself moaning as he thrusts, intensity is building up.

"Oh, fuck. I like the way you called my name while I'm fucking you so hard," Miguel whispered and continue thrusting inside of her.

"Ah! Deeper, Miguel..." Caroline whispered and let out a loud moan. "There... fuck me there."

"I'll move slowly, deeper, and make it faster, Caroline. I want you to remember this night with me..."

"Y-You're so good, Mig-Ah!"

"Stop talking, Caroline. I'm about to cum."

Exhausted, Miguel lay down beside Caroline. He kissed her and hugged her. Caroline smiled bitterly. She didn't understand why she was hurting from her own decision. This was what she wanted.

"Let's sleep," Miguel whispered as he adjusted the blanket covering their bodies.

Caroline faced him and gazed at his face. She still couldn't believe she had given herself to someone she just met. She smiled as she realized how handsome this man was.

Miguel has a foreign look. He had a narrow nose, beautiful eyes, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, tan skin, and tall stature. Miguel had a great physique. She didn't regret giving herself to Miguel first.

"Or do you want another round?" Miguel teasingly asked as he immediately kissed Caroline's lips.

Caroline closed her eyes, unable to control herself as she reciprocated every kiss from Miguel. She admitted that kissing the man was enjoyable, and she was certain he had a lot of experience in this. He's a good kisser and skilled in bed.

"Or just cuddle with me?" Miguel asked her when he stopped kissing her.

Caroline sat up and straddled Miguel. Now she was on top.

"W-What are you-"

Caroline interrupted him with her kisses. "I thought you'll fuck me straight tonight?" Caroline raised an eyebrow at him. "Then, fuck me."

Miguel smirked. He pulled her closer and kissed her again. He wanted to claim every inch of Caroline's lips. "Is that an order, baby?" he whispered while holding onto the private part of her body, preparing to let his wandering hand explore once again.

Caroline nodded as Miguel's hand began to explore her again. The young woman let out another loud moan because of what Miguel was doing to her. It was a mixture of ticklishness and pleasure she felt inside.

"Are you going to finger fuck me?" Caroline asked as Miguel continued moving his hand inside her.

Miguel's hand moved faster and faster. Caroline's moans grew louder and louder.

"Be patient, baby. I'm coming."

"Mig-Ah!" Caroline screamed as Miguel suddenly pushed deep into her womanhood.

"Still hurts?"

Caroline shook her head and let Miguel continue what he was doing. She felt a mix of pleasure and pain. The pleasure was dominated by the unique rhythm the man had. Caroline silently wished that the night wouldn't end with Miguel. She was afraid because she would return to reality after that night and see the person she despised. She would hear her mother's repeated sermons every day.