Love Unbreakable
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
A Second Chance With The CEO After Divorce
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces
A Return To Love's Madness
Mated To Big Brother-in-law
Unforeseen Temptation: Spoiled By The Aloof Magnate
When Love Comes Late
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The night was still young when Katharina 'Katya' Menas stepped into the dimly lit bar, her brown hair tumbling over her shoulders in loose waves. Her slim figure was attractive, accentuated by her fitting silk blouse and pencil skirt. She sat at the corner of the bar, her silhouette barely visible under the amber hue of the overhead lights. Her heart ached slightly from a long day of work, and all she wanted was a soothing drink and some silence.
At the opposite end of the bar, a lone figure caught her eye - Jackson. His unruly sandy hair was damp from the drizzle outside, contrasting with his immaculate charcoal suit. He carried an air of confidence around him, a trait impossible to ignore. There was no denying he was handsome, but Katharina wasn't in the mood for flirtation.
Ignoring him, she ordered her drink, a double shot of whiskey.
“Are you ignoring me?” He laughed as a smile grew on his face
“Oh, I'm trying to,” she said without glancing at the handsome guy before her.
However, Jackson was not one to be dismissed that easily. He strolled over to her, clad in a captivating smile and a playful twinkle in his eyes. He extended his hand, introducing himself smoothly. Although taken aback by his forwardness, Katya decided to be polite, accepting his hand.
"What brings a beautiful woman like you here alone?" he asked, his gaze lingering on her. Although she was flattered, she had heard this line many times.
"I'm not interested," she replied curtly, withdrawing her hand. Jackson, however, was undeterred.
"Come on, one drink," he insisted. She pondered for a moment, then finally acquiesced.
“You don't give up, do you? Fine, one drink and that's it.”
What harm could come from one drink?
The evening flowed like a gentle river, the initial tension subsiding as they toasted their drinks and exchanged stories. Laughter filled the air, mingling with the clinking of glasses. He was fascinating, and much to her surprise, she was genuinely enjoying his company. The night ran away from her into the early morning hours without her realising it.
After paying the bill, he offered to take her home. She was initially hesitant but eventually accepted. Jackson took her hand and guided her to the car, opening the door like a gentleman. He closed the car door and walked around to get in. The ride home was filled with stolen glances and flirty banter. He edged closer to her as the car drove off into the distance. He leans in to steal a kiss. It was soft, sweet, and passionate. He lingered on her lips, hoping she would reciprocate and kiss him back. Much to his delight, she did and deepened the kiss. The electricity between them was palpable, and when they finally reached her apartment, she couldn't resist the urge to invite him.
Before the door to Katharina's apartment could close, Jackson threw her against the wall, his hands roaming and feeling every inch of her body. They connected their mouths so they were intertwined, hungry and eager, with tongues colliding as the heat between them rose.
‘Fuck… I want her so bad.’
His hands wandered down her body, reached the hem of her short black skirt, and lifted it, exposing her lingerie.
He slowly put his hands into her panties and rubbed her clit. Using his thumb to work in slow, circular movements, sending waves of pleasure through her body, trying to suppress the moan of pleasure. His lips start moving away from hers, waving a pattern of gentle kisses, moving down to her cheek, chin, and neck. He bites softly on the lobe of her ear, and the moan she was trying desperately hard to suppress slips out of her mouth.
“Want to continue this in my bedroom” she moaned as his fingers touched and rubbed her.
"Mm, you like this, don't you," he whispered in her ear, washing the worry out of her mind as his thumb starts speeding up. Towering over her, tall, muscular, with his strong arm wrapped around her small frame as he rubs her. He peels her off of the wall, starting to guide her towards the bedroom, never breaking, never stopping the rubbing motion on her clit. She could feel herself melting into his arms, the bed coming closer. He removes his hands from her panties and pushes her onto the bed. He pulled off her skirt and panties as he passionately kissed her mouth and neck. The bedroom lit with just the moonlight, started to disappear into the background as all there was in this moment was Jackson and Katharina.
No one else mattered; it was just them in this warm embrace. His fingers resumed from where he had left off; they were so elegant yet assertive, making their way inside her.
The other arm holding her unbuttoned her blouse and discarded it onto the floor, making quick work of her red laced bra underneath, which was the same fate as the discarded blouse. His hand began to roam over breasts nipping and squeezing her nipples as he glided over them. His mouth travelled down her neck to her nipples, and he began to suckle on them, taking each one in turn between his teeth, teasing and sucking as he took them.
All of a sudden, he stops. He pulls her up so she’s standing and thrusts her onto the wall; he looks her in the eyes teasingly, his arms gently resting upon her shoulders. His head approaches hers delicately, and his whisper nearly makes her weak at the knees.
"It's your turn now" He shoves her down onto her already weakened knees, directly in front of his crotch, his prominent bulge pressing against his pants, almost about to burst. He's smiling at her, the same sly grin on his face from before, his hands now cupping her head. Knowing exactly what he wanted, she raised her hands to his waistline and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling them down slowly off his waist, she reaches for the elastic on his boxers and pulls them down, releasing his cock. His grip on her head tightened as he slowly but powerfully fucked her mouth. She could hardly breathe; his length filled up her throat. She needed him; she needed him like she never needed anyone before. She pushed against him and gasped for air as he left her mouth.