Love & Orgasms

An Unexpected Orgy - Part Two

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Jessica's POV.

His mouth comes down on mine, swallowing the gasp that leaves my lips seconds after I realise what he is going to do. A part of me cannot believe the audacity of this man to kiss a perfect stranger. The logical part of my brain reminds me that he thinks my attire is a green light for this kind of behaviour.

I want to push him off. I start to. I press my hands to his chest, but he flexes his pectorals and feeling the hard muscle under my fingers frazzles my brain. His lips are softer than I'm expecting. They're warm and comforting. He is an incredibly good kisser. He captures my mouth and coaxes me to follow his lead.

He dips his tongue into my mouth and I'm surprised by the burst of lust that spreads through my belly. He tastes of champagne and some kind of expensive cologne, I'm breathing it in as I kiss him. His tongue caresses mine, solidifying his expertise in kissing. I'm putty in his arms, my mouth softening and moulding to his as I give up trying to end this. I haven't been kissed like this in...well, ever.

His big hands settle on my waist. They move to my lower back and my nape, holding my head in place as he devours my mouth. He presses me to his body and I feel the ridge of his erection against my stomach.

All of a sudden, he breaks the kiss and pulls me down. I fall onto his lap, startled to find a comfy-looking arm chair in the alcove. The room isn't big at all, but it's big enough. The man lifts me up like I weigh nothing and turns me around like I'm a doll he can easily handle. With my back to him, he pulls me back against his chest and spreads his thighs.

I open my mouth to say something -anything- but he takes me off-guard by taking my legs and putting them on the outside of his, effectively opening me up wide. Thankfully, there's only a wall in front of us. No one is seeing me spread open like this, my dress bunched up at my waist.

The man slides his warm, rough palm up my right thigh. My breath catches as he runs his finger over the seam of my underwear, directly over my slit. My clit pulses and my heart hammers in my chest. He nudges the material to the side and the second his finger makes contact with my clit. I know I'm a goner.

I should push him off. I should explain that there has been a mistake. I should ask him for directions to get out of here. I should do a lot of things. Instead, I moan loudly as he dips his finger inside me. He curls it and rubs against a spot that makes my nipples harden and bead in my bra.

Oh, fuck.

I haven't been touched in so long. I've been so desperate for this. I can't bring myself to stop any of it because the man adds a second finger, filling me up while rubbing my clit with his thumb. He knows exactly how to play my body and in my experience, when you find a man like that, you don't push him away.

Don't kick a gifted man out of the bed.

"That feel good, baby?" He purrs in my ear.

His voice is as rough as his palms and as raspy as mine no doubt is. I can hear the lust in his voice, I'm feeling it too. I moan in response. He presses down on my hips with his free hand, grinding my ass against his now fully-erect hard-on. My pussy clenches around his fingers in response. I want to feel that inside me. I want him to stretch me out and fuck me against that wall.

"Are you going to come for me?" He asks darkly, his thumb rubbing harder.

Seconds later, I practically detonate on his lap. My thighs tremble, my pussy convulses around his fingers, my toes curl in my stilettos, my heart pounds in my chest. I moan loudly, so loudly that he turns my head and swallows my moans with a scorching kiss.