Ivery Clark POV
"Are you okay, miss? I heard you crying." The stranger's voice was the most deep, masculine voice I had ever heard. His voice was so deep that everything in me vibrated, tingling my core.
F***...!
How could a man's voice be this dominant and so alluring? His voice is like an aphrodisiac to my brain, making my knees go weak.
He stepped in engulfing the entire space around me. I stumbled back, gulping. Woah..!
"Why are you crying, ma belle? Did something happen?" The sexy stranger asked again but I stood there, bewildered by the whole situation.
I had never seen a handsome man like him. He was no boy, he was a full grown man, probably lot more older than me.
But he was so handsome and well built that John, who I thought was the most handsome in the world, would look like a squid in front of this sexy stranger.
Everything about him was perfect. His eyes, nose, jaw, face, everything. He looked like a Greek god.
How can a man be so perfect?
I don't know what took over me, I erased the distance between us and wound my hands around him and pulled him close.
So close that our lips were brushing each other's now. I seductively lace my fingers on his jet black, silky hair.
"Do you want to hook up with me?" My eyelashes drenched with tears blinked staring right through his magnetic ones. I want to do this.
If John could enjoy his life with no shame or guilt, so can I!
Actually I'm a virgin despite having a boyfriend. We were so young and busy in our lives that we barely managed to give each other time.
Moreover he used to make numerous excuses of not meeting, I didn't even suspect he was seeing someone else behind me.
I reached out the collar and started to loose the tie on this sexy stranger's neck. Suddenly the grip on my arm tightened and I could see confusion in the sexy stranger's face.
"P-Please don't push me away, please." I let out a moan, pushing my breasts on his strong chest, reluctant to leave him.
F***, my own behaviour is shocking me. My mind is too f***ed up to think straight. His nearness, the body heat coming from, is making me lose my mind.
There's a small pause from him but then he lets out a low masculine growl like his patience has finally broken. In a second his grip on my jaw went strong and he slammed his lips on mine with force.
My n*pples spiked up against my bra, fire broke through me at sudden action. He's too strong.
He tilted my head and thrust his hot tongue inside mine, making me go crazy. His kisses were wild and hot. He was claiming every inch of me, he seemed very good at this.
His other hand roamed all over my chest. I let out a loud moan when he pinched my hard n*pples through my top. I was trembling like a leaf under him.
Our kiss is turning more carnal and wild, swirling our tongues together.
He was drawing strange sensations from my body. I kept moaning inside his mouth as he continued his assaults on my breasts.
His hands then travelled down my thighs and he lifted my dress up a little higher till my waist and I could feel his hot bulge against my tingling core, only our clothes acting a barrier to each other.
My whole body shuddered and a loud moan escaped from my mouth as he pressed his long, masculine finger over the edge of my thong. I lose my mind as he slips his hand inside my thong and moves his fingers up and down my slit.
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Mafia's Den: Slave Girl
Romance"You're playing with fire that you can't control, Ivery." "I know the risks," I whispered, against his lips. He growled, low and dark. "No, you don't." His fingers lingered on my jaw, tracing a line down to my throat, sending a shiver through me. "I...
