Between The Sheets Series 1: Camilla

Prologue

"Tell me, what should I do with this sinful dress?"

I swallowed hard as he whispered those words in my ear as I feel his hard muscled body pressed against me. Sensation ripped over my body as he started kissing and licking my neck.

My hands are both pinned above my head by one of his strong hands while the other kept caressing my exposed legs. I knew I shouldn't have worn this dress but Rhi, my best friend, persuaded me. It's a spaghetti strapped, sequined black dress with the hem stopping in my mid thighs and a dangerously low neckline revealing half of my breasts.

That should be enough for a dress to be worn for clubbing but it isn't. What made me doubt to wear this awhile ago was it has a two inch slit on both freaking sides.

"Should I rip it babe?"

He asked with a rasped voice which made me feel a thousand degree hotter. I shook my head, it's not my own dress and Rhi would kill me if he did that.

"Gently then." He chuckled. God, even his laugh is sexy. Where have you been all my life?

I felt my entire world spin as he started to undress me, still pinned on the wall. This stranger must be expert on this.

I'm not normally like this but I am feeling brave enough as I have more than enough of alcohol in my system. Tomorrow I might not remember anything but I'll savor this moment while it lasts. I don't even know his name but the pleasure he's been giving me was beyond measures.

I felt my dress drop on my feet and I hear a sharp intake of breathe as he let his eyes roam around my body. I'm not wearing a bra so his eyes were then focused on my breast.

I think I heard him moan before he latched his lips on one of my nipples as his hands expertly caresses the other. I heard myself moan as well as I arched my back giving him more access to my full breasts.

I moaned louder when the hand that's busy on my other nipple is now travelling down across my hip until it landed between my legs. I felt him smile against my breast.

"You're soaked babe. I like that."

All I can do is moan. I never felt this kind of anticipation before. I've had my fair share with men in my life but nothing compares to this.

He finally let go of my breast only to remove my soaked undies. Even that I find sexy. Damn this man for making me feel like this.

"The heels should stay. I want that digging in my back while I fuck you hard."

Oh shit.

He suddenly wiped all the contents of the small table beside us, scattering it on the floor. He placed me on top of the table then proceeded to undress himself.

As I saw him remove the final piece of his clothing, I hopped down the table and kneeled in front of him.

He looked down with a questioning look but I ignored it. Feeling bold enough, I wrapped his cock with my two hands feeling it grow harder even more. Damn, he's fucking big.

I heard him moan. I smirked, satisfaction written all over my face. I'm not the only one getting pleasure tonight mister. Not breaking eye contact, I gave him long hard strokes before taking him in. I could feel him at the back of my throat already as I willed myself not to gag. I let my mouth adjust to his length before I start bobbing my head. Both of us moaned louder as I dragged my tongue against his length, cupping his balls in the process.

I'm still enjoying the pleasure of giving him a head when he roughly pulled me up to face him. He reached behind me and pulled the drawer of the table pulling out a condom.