The Sin Betwixt Us

Tiffany tugged effortlessly at the hem of her dress hoping the action will make it a little longer.

"I don't know why I let you talk me into wearing this ridiculously short dress" She muttered.

"Would you stop making a fuss and sit still, it makes you look sexy" Riley, her best friend replied.

Tiffany looked down at the short red dress. It clung to her body like a second skin accentuating her little curves and showing off her gorgeous long legs.

"I feel like a bimbo." Tiffany said.

"You look hot Tiff, now stop complaining, we're out to have a good time." Riley told her while turning to scan the dimly lit bar.

Tiffany followed suit, watched people laughing and dancing to the music that was humming softly in the background. Then she saw him.

It was as if everything else faded and it was just the two of them in the bar. He was seated alone at the bar, facing the opposite way, scanning the room.

He had a sharp jawline, his hair was dark and thick with hints of grey. His lips were drawing her in with every sip he took of his drink. Riley was saying something, but her voice had faded into the background.

Riley nudged her and followed her gaze.

"Who is that beauty of a man?" She whispered.

Tiffany didn't answer. She was tongue tied. Just then, he looked up and caught her staring. He smiled a knowing smile that sent a flush from her cheeks all the way to her toes. She instantly looked away.

"Go talk to him" Riley urged, noticing Tiff's interest.

"No way in hell." Tiff said, " What am I gonna say?"

" Well, you could tell him he looks smoking hot" Riley said with a grin.

Tiffany's eyes widened "Are you insane?"

"What's the worst that could happen?" Riley asked.

"For starters he looks way older than me and he could think I'm literally insane." Tiff answered.

"Live a little Tiff, worst case scenario he ignores you and you never have to see him again."

"Besides," Riley added with a smile "I think he is a little bit interested in you."

"Fine. I can't believe I'm about to do this." Tiff said while she stood up.

As she turned, she bumped into someone, spilling her drink on the person.

"I'm so sorry." She begins to say looking up. It was him.

Mortified, she tries to clean the mess of his shirt while muttering an apology. Her fingers brush across his hard chest and for a split second they lock eyes. She is lost again.

"Don't worry, it's fine. I was about to leave anyway." He says breaking eye contact.

Her heart was beating loudly and she was scared he could hear it.

"Sorry for bumping into you." He said, looking directly at her. That moment, Tiff forgot how to breathe.

Tiff turned to the table, flustered and Riley was practically buzzing.

"I can't believe that just happened."

Tiffany couldn't answer her, she just sat there mind spiraling, heart racing and her body tingling in an unfamiliar way.

She scanned the bar. He was gone.

Back at the hotel that night, she fell asleep thinking of him.

.....

The next evening, she bumped into him again.

"We really have to stop meeting like this." He said with a grin.

Tiffany blushed "I'm such a klutz" she says.

"Well, no major harm. We all good."

Tiffany made a move to leave, he touched her arm. His touch was electric.

I'm going to the bar to have a few drinks this evening. I'd like you to join me if you're free."

"I'm on vacation, I'm always free." She said with a shy smile.

"Great, let's go."

"Um, I have to change." She said looking down at her shorts and crop top.

"I'll be waiting at the bar." He told her.

Tiffany quickly went to her hotel room.

"You won't believe who I just bumped into." She says excitedly.

"Who?" Riley asks.

"The tall dreamy guy from the bar yesterday, and he invited me to have drinks. I came to change."

"Oh my gosh, Tiff." Riley says excitedly. "You need to wear something sexy.

"And I have just the outfit." Riley added with a big grin.

.....

When he saw her walk in, it took all his man power not to strip her and take her there and then like a wild animal.

This girl was going to be his undoing. The dress she wore was satin-black with a dangerously high slit revealing her toned thigh with each step she took.

The neckline was low enough to give you a tease and the back, non-existent. It plunged all the way down to the small of her back showing off smooth skin.

The dress hugged every curve with sinful precision and she paired it with straps stilettos.

"You're going to be the end of me." He whispered when Tiff had sat down at the table.

Tiff blushed furiously.

"I ordered whiskey and a red wine for you, would you want anything else ?" He asked.

"The red wine's fine." Tiff replied.

He handed her the drink and smirked. The smile that made her press her thighs together since she first saw him.

"Why are you sitting so far away? I don't bite." He said, his voice laced with heat.

She raised her eyebrow and sipped her drink. "Maybe I do."

He gave a low chuckle and the sound made her shiver.

She badly wanted to straddle him and kiss the smirk off his face. She imagined his hands sliding under her dress and his lips tracing every inch of her.

All she thought was she wanted him to do all the sinful things she'd fantasized about the night before.

He was fighting for control. He could already feel her under him. He could picture that dress on the ground, those glorious long legs wrapped around him while he kissed her like he'd been starved.

He wanted to trail his hands between her thighs, pull her closer till there was nothing between them. And he

wanted to hear the soft gasps she would make as he made her wet for him.

"Wanna dance?" He stood up and gave his hand.

She slid her small delicate fingers into his.

The music was a slow sultry beat.

He pulled her closer until their bodies touched and her breath caught in her throat.

She laced her fingers behind his neck and as they swayed with the rhythm, her hips brushed provocatively against his.

He could feel himself going hard instantly. He needed to get out of there before he lost control.

He bent and murmured in her ear, "Let's get out of here."

Tiffany didn't hesitate.

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.

Tiffany snuck out in the early hours of the morning and went back to her room. Riley was fast asleep.

She went in to take a shower but decided to have a bath instead. She lay in the warm bathtub, eyes closed, her mind replaying the events of what happened earlier that night.

She could still feel his hot lips on hers as she traced her fingers over her lips. Her nipples ached at the thought of him sucking them mercilessly.

She sighed. Her fingers trailed from her lips down to her breasts, she played with her nipples a little before she made the slow descent to the hot spot between her thighs.

Tiffany was breathing heavily, she had no idea why she was touching herself but it felt good. Thoughts of how he had used his tongue to both torture and pleasure her sent pools of heat between her legs.

Her clit throbbed and ached, she longed for his touch, she craved his lips on the lips between her legs.

Gently she touched her clit, she was already wet. She then put her fingers where his mouth and hands had been earlier on and she stroked.

Her whole body shuddered in pleasure. Tiffany removed her fingers immediately. What was she doing?

One night with this gorgeous sexy stranger and she was already thinking of how badly she wanted to feel him inside her again.

She sighed and finished taking her bath and went to bed. But the hot tingling sensation didn't go away and she fell asleep dreaming of all the sinful things she wanted him to do to her.

.....

"Wake up sleepy head. " Riley said, bouncing on the bed.

Tiffany groaned. "Go away Riley, I want to sleep."

"No way, it's our last day in Ibiza and we are heading to the airport tonight."

"So?" Riley grunted.

"So we have a day full of fun things to do before we go. Now get up. " Riley said as she flung the bed covers aside.

"Fine, give me a minute to boot. I barely had enough sleep last night."

"Speaking of last night, " Riley said with a twinkle in her eyes."Did you?"

Tiffany blushed furiously.

"Oh my gosh Tiff, you're going to give me all the details." Riley said excitedly.

" Now get up, we have breakfast in 30 minutes and a boat cruise after."

"Boat cruise?" Tiffany asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Tiff boat cruise. I'm gonna make the last day of this all expense paid trip one you will never forget." Riley replied with flair.

.....

"Mom," Tiffany said, running excitedly to hug her mom.

"I've missed you."

"You sure, darling?" Her mom teased. "Cause I've heard all about how this is the best two weeks of your life."

"But, it is Tracey." Riley said, hugging Tiffany's mom.

"Thanks for the trip."

"You're welcome sweetie. I wanted you girls to have fun." Tracey replied.

"You're the best mom." Tiffany said."Now tell me about this new hot fiancé of yours."

"Tiff, not at the airport. " Tracey said with a laugh.

"Let's get you girls home first, it's been a

twelve hour flight."

"Fine, we have so much catching up to do." Tiffany said.

.....

After they had dropped Riley off at her parent's, they went home to their modern, well maintained condo, seated in the beautiful and quiet winter garden suburb.

"There is pizza in the fridge. We can have that for lunch, I didn't have time to make anything."

"You're always busy Mom. " Tiff said.

"Someone has to pay the bills, your two week all expense birthday trip to Ibiza didn't come magically." Tracey said calmly.

"I know and I love you for that, just don't overwork yourself. " Tiffany said with a little bit of concern.

"I won't love, now can you warm up that pizza. I'm starving. "

They sat down at the kitchen table to have their lunch.

"So, who is the man that has swept my mom off her feet?" Tiffany asked between bites of pizza.

"His name is Landon Bryce, he is a freelance graphic designer. He is so handsome and sweet. And he makes me giggle like a schoolgirl." Tracey said with a sigh.

"My mom's in love." Tiffany said with a big grin.

Tracey smiled " I am. We are getting married in two weeks."

"Two weeks, how long have you known him?" Tiffany asked.

"I've known him for about six weeks but it feels like forever. " Her mom replied.

Tiffany looked skeptical " It seems too soon. How well do you know him?"

"I know him well enough. He has a son in college. He's been honest with me. His wife died two years after their marriage. He never remarried."

"I just don't want you to get hurt mom. Especially after what my dad did to us." Tiff said, looking concerned.

"I won't sweetie. He is nothing like your dad." Her mom said.

"Good, cause if he tries to break your heart he will have me to deal with. " Tiffany said trying

to look threatening.

Her mom laughed, "I'll let him know that he shouldn't try to mess with me."

"Exactly. But seriously mom, as long as you're happy, I'm happy."

"I'm happy and I'm pretty sure you're gonna like having him around."

"Now, I want to hear all about your trip. Which cute boys did you meet?"

Tiffany blushed.

"Oh, that means you met someone. I can see you turning red. " Her mom said inquisitively.

" I met someone Mom, but it was nothing serious."

"We just had fun and that was it. I met him like two days before we left. I don't even know his

name."

"Ooh, a mystery boy during a vacation in an exotic country. Where is my daughter?" Her mom teased .

"Mom," Tiffany cried out. "Don't make me regret telling you."

"I'm just joking. But you know you've not had a boyfriend and you're going to senior year. I'm allowed to be a little excited about my daughter being interested in boys."

" You know, I was starting to think maybe you weren't interested in boys at all and you didn't know how to tell me."

"Mom, " Tiffany groaned. " You're impossible."

"What? You're 17, almost 18. You've not had a boyfriend and you're always hanging out with

Riley. I mean it's not like I wouldn't understand."

Tiffany rolled her eyes. "I'm not interested in girls, mom. It's just that none of the boys in school have actually fascinated me. They're all the same. I need something different and refreshing. "

"I'm sure when you get to college you will meet all the different refreshing boys you want to meet. " Tracey said with a smile.

"I'm sure I will,mom." Tiffany said while getting up to load the dishes in the dishwasher.

As she said that however, her mind was on the handsome stranger who had opened her up

to immense pleasure and left her wanting for more.