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DIARY OF A LONLY GIRL

WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN

CHAPTER 1

Warning it is for the mature only, there will be lots of sex scenes and dirty talk. This is not one of my typical love stories. Read at your own risk, don't say I didn't warn you. Oh, but it will be a romance story. I will understand if some of you don't want to read this one, it will be more sexual than my others, lol, if that's possible.

Liam Carter, a twenty-eight-year-old self-made billionaire only has one agenda in life. That was to never fall in love or marry. His sex drive was what some would say not normal, he craved it like a junkie craved drugs, without it he couldn't function. He loved the feel of a beautiful woman's body, the way it felt, the way it smelled and tasted. No woman had ever been able to resist him or keep up with him and he soon became bored with them, moving on to his next victim. It was not uncommon for him to meet a woman and moments later could be found having sex with her, behind a building, the restroom, nowhere was off limits as far as he was concerned. He never even bothered to find out their names.

He made his wealth in the software business, from there he invested in property, fixed them up and made a huge profit. He was attending a party when he spotted a woman from across the room. Her hair was the color of dark honey, brownish blond, she wore a black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She had this sex appeal about her and she stood there with grace and an air of confidence that he found attractive. Grabbing two glasses of champagne he started making his way towards her.

Lacey Sanders had just turned twenty-three and her friends talked her into coming to this party and already she was bored. She happened to glance across the room and saw a man approaching. He was tall, with dark hair, his skin tanned and even under his suit, she could see he was in great shape. She could just picture his bulging muscles, his abs and the six-pack and a tingle tickled her core. Something told her he would be amazing in bed, maybe he could give her what she was looking for, even for one night.

"Looks like your glass is empty," he said, handing her one of the glasses of champagne.

"Thank you," she said, boldly looking him in the eye and swiped her bottom lip with her tongue. "Shouldn't you give this to your girlfriend?"

He watched her as her tongue darted out, slowly running it over her lip. He could picture that tongue of hers on his dick. "I'm here alone, and you?"

"Me too."

"Would you like to go somewhere more private?" he asked, not bothering to hide the fact that he was checking out her breasts. as he moved closer to her.

She knew what he was getting at, her heart started racing. He was arrogant, full of himself but she was drawn to him. "Now why would I want to go anywhere private with you?"

"So I can fuck you," he answered without hesitating.

A bit shocked at his bluntness she blinked, but it was refreshing to find a man who just comes out with what he wants instead of playing games. A smiled crossed her face, she set her glass down. "I think I'll use the ladies room, the one upstairs," she said and slowly walked away.

He waited five minutes before following her, his cock was already hard as a rock. The way she gave him the come hither look he knew she was game. He knocked once before entering and she was sitting on the counter, swinging her panties around on her finger.

Locking the door he goes over, grabbing a handful of her hair pulled her roughly towards him. His mouth came down hard on her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. A sound escaped her lips, he wasn't sure if it was from pain or pleasure. He didn't care, all he could think about was the taste of her lips and how they felt. His free hand moved up her legs till he reached her pussy, putting in one finger he started stroking her, going deeper and harder. She was so wet, making his cock swell even more. ******

She felt her lips being crushed under his, he was so forceful, so demanding and as he worked in two fingers inside her, she moaned. He was rough, but not to the point where he was hurting her. It was like she was being swept away into the ocean, she had no control over what was happening. She was so close to coming but then he stopped, pulling out his fingers he licked them, letting her watch. So turned on she wanted to know what it would be like to have him inside her. "Are you going to make love to me?"

"No, there will be no making love, I'm just going to fuck you, fuck you hard." Pulling down his pants he ripped open a condom and placed it on his cock. He smiled when he saw how her eyes grew wide when she looked at the size of him. Lifting her dress up over her head threw it on the floor. She wore no bra and her nipples were so hard, calling out to him to suck on them. He took one in his mouth and as he licked and sucked he yanked her closer to the edge of the counter and entered her wet opening. He showed her no mercy as he pounded into her, he was grateful that the music was so loud that no one would hear her screams, though he could tell she was trying her best to keep it down. He felt her insides grip tightly around his cock, making him more excited. She was so wet and tight, taking all of him in, encouraging him to go faster. There was a crashing noise when they knocked over a vase that was on the counter but that didn't stop him from finishing what he started.

"That was fucking amazing," she moaned when they climaxed together.

He placed his hands over her breasts, wanting to keep feeling them, he was a breast man and she had great ones. "You were and I wish I had more time to fuck you but people will be looking for me. I could suck on your tits all night, maybe we'll run into each other again," he said, removing the used condom and pulling up his pants.

Placing a kiss on her lips as he walks out, a smile on his face. There was nothing like a quick fuck to give a man some energy. No strings, no emotions to get in the way, and best of all no names were exchanged. A small part of him wanted to go back and make arrangements to meet in some hotel where he could really get his freak on. He had a feeling she was a lot like him, one who just wanted sex, nothing else. ************

When he left she cleaned herself up, putting her dress back on. She smiled into the mirror as she fixed her hair and make-up. She was sore down there from his roughness, the way he was so relentless thrusting inside her, but damn, it felt so good. She had no regrets about having sex with a stranger, who was she hurting? They both wanted it, it felt good and so what if she didn't even know his name. They would probably never see each other again, she had to admit though no other man made her feel so fulfilled and satisfied as he did in just a few short moments.

She went back down and got another drink, she needed one. As she mingled she was both relieved and disappointed that the man who just fucked her was nowhere to be seen. He was the perfect man she thought, it was obvious he wasn't into commitments. All he was interested in was sex, as she was. She couldn't get him out of her mind, she really didn't like him, he was very rude and arrogant, but damn, he was well endowed and knew how to work it.

Will they meet again? What did you think of these two and what does the future hold for them? Hope you enjoy the first chapter, though short, remember to comment and like.

EPISODE 2/3

Liam was busy working on some files when his secretary buzzed him, letting him know that a Miss Sanders was there with the papers for the west front property for him to sign.

"Send her in," he snapped, he hated being interrupted when he was deep into his work. He had forgotten it was today that the papers needed to be signed. Then she walked in, wearing a tailor-made business suit, her hair was done up in a bun on top of her head. His cock instantly grew hard when he saw it was the woman from the party, the one he had sex with, in the bathroom.

Their eyes locked momentarily.

"You," she said, realizing the man sitting behind the desk was the stranger she had sex with. "You're Mr. Carter?" The way he was looking at her with animal lust had her panties wet.

"Yes, I am he and you are Miss Sanders. I was wondering if I'd ever see you again. I must say this is a pleasant surprise. What is your first name?"

"Lacey."

"Well Lacey, you have papers for me to sign."

"Yes," she said, reaching into her briefcase and pulled them out. Their hands touched for a brief moment when he took them from her. Feeling a spark she cleared her throat. "I'll need you to sign all three and your initials, please."

After signing them and handing them back to her he leans back in his chair. "How long have you been working for Milton enterprises?"

"About a year. If that's all then I'll be leaving," she said and stood.

"Wouldn't you like to stay for a while, have a drink with me to celebrate my getting the most sought-after piece of property around."

"I should get back to work."

He stands up and going over he goes behind her, his mouth going to her ear. "Just one drink. If you're worried about your boss I'll tell him I had more questions to ask you."

The feel of his warm breath on her and when his lips went to her neck she closed her eyes. When his one hand went down her top she moaned when he cupped her breast. His other hand went down her pants, taking a firm hold of her pussy. "Oh God," she moaned.

"Would you like me to fuck you?" he asked, kissing her neck.

"Yes," she said, her breath hitching in her throat. Damn it, she was so turned on and she wanted him in the worse way.

Letting go of her he went to his desk, calling his secretary told her to take an early lunch. Going over to the door he locks it and starts removing his tie and jacket. "Put your hair down, I like it long," he ordered her.

She stares at him as she undoes the bun, shaking her hair free. Her mouth began to water and could feel the pool of wetness between her legs when she saw him shirtless. She was right about him, he had muscles, great abs, and a six-pack.

He pounced on her like a tiger going after its prey. His mouth devoured hers roughly as his hands removed her suit jacket and blouse. Her bra was so flimsy it tore when he tugged at it, falling apart in his hands. He then undoes her pants, pulling them down along with her panties. Pushing her legs apart his mouth goes between her legs, his tongue darting inside her, making her squirm. "Lay down on the sofa," he ordered her when he was done sucking her dry only to get her wetter.

She did what she was told and watched as he put on the condom, her body was on fire, her core ached. She let out a gasp when he abruptly surged inside her, filling her. She returned his kiss with as much hunger as he was. Her arms around his neck she wrapped her legs around his waist. His hands played with her breasts as he moved up and down hard and fast, there was no tenderness in his lovemaking, it was just all raw sex. She didn't mind though, this was what she wanted, hard and fast. It wasn't long before she had her first orgasm but he kept going, giving her one after another before he took his own, collapsing on top of her. "Holy fuck," he grunted, looking down at her. "I think I have a winner here. We'll be doing this again, a lot of it."

Will we?" she asked, still feeling his cock was hard and knew he was going to go again. "Fuck me again, harder this time."

"You really are a horny bitch, I like it."

When they were finally done she asks to use his office bathroom to clean up. Tucking her ripped bra into her purse she gets dressed. Going back into the office he was sitting behind his desk, looking as though nothing had happened.

"Sit down Miss Sanders."

She did, wondering what he wanted now.

"I have a proposition for you."

"What would that be?" she asked as she did her hair back up into a bun.

"Be my fuck buddy."

"Mr. Carter, I don't want to be rude but to be honest I don't like you very much. You're arrogant, a pompous ass so why would I want to be any sort of buddy with you?"

He chuckled. "I don't like you either but we fuck good together. You're a lot like me in the stamina department and you seem to enjoy sex as much if not more than I do. I've never been able to find a woman that could keep up with me. We wouldn't be going on dates, I don't want you as a girlfriend. There will never be anything between us other than sex."

"So how will this fuck buddy work?"

"When I want sex, you will come to me and give yourself willingly. I will make it worthwhile for both of us." He hands her a slip of paper with an address on it. "This is where you are to come when I call you."

She looks at the address. "This is a pretty swanky place, is it your home?"

"Yes. So what do you say?"

She looks at him. "Just fuck buddies, we don't have to be friends or even like each other?" The thought of just pure raw sex was appealing, with no strings or feelings towards each other this would be perfect. He was super hot looking and good at fucking. She nods. "Alright, I'll be your fuck buddy. I need to go now."

"Lets exchange numbers," he said, writing down his number. A wicked smirk crossed his lips. "I just know you and I are going to be really good at being bad."

She hands him hers. "One question, maybe two. "What say I am the one who wants a piece of ass, am I allowed to call you. Also, are we restricted to just each other or can we see other people?"

"I would prefer if we only have sex with each other while we're in this arrangement. We are free to go out with others as long as sex is off the table. To answer your other question if you are in need then you may call me. If I'm available I'll satisfy you."

"Okay, well I'll be seeing you," she said, walking towards the door. "If you're available," she scoffed and went to walk out.

"Miss Sanders, just remember I'm in charge here, not you."

"Ass," she muttered quietly under her breath when she left his office.

Two days later she received a call from him, this time he called her by her first name.

Lacey, I want your pussy now. How soon can you get over here?"

She was just getting ready to put on her nightgown and watch a movie. "I can be there in two hours."

"Not good enough. I'll have a car pick you up in half an hour."

She was pissed at his demands. "I need to shower first," she snapped back at him.

"Fine," he growled over the phone. "The car will be there to pick you up in an hour, don't keep me waiting. I need a good fuck and I need it now."

She held the phone from her ear when he slammed his down, making a loud noise. She quickly showered and changed and got downstairs just as the car pulled up, the driver got out to open her door.

Reaching his apartment door she knocked and had to wait, knocking again. He finally opened it and she saw he was wearing just a towel around his waist. Drops of water trickled from his hair onto his chest and wanted to lick them off him.

"Good you're here," he said pulling her inside and shutting the door. He pushed her up against the wall, his hand going up her dress and between her legs, pushing her panties over to the side so that he could stroke her clit with his fingers. "You're so fucking wet already, I like that," he said, his mouth going to her with desire and hunger.