Bleeding Heart 💔

CHAPTER NINE

As we entered Desmond's hotel room, the tension between us was palpable. My heart raced with anticipation, and Desmond's eyes locked onto mine with an undeniable intensity. No words were exchanged, but our bodies seemed to communicate on their own.

Desmond's hands cradled my face, his fingers tracing my jawline with a gentle touch. He leaned in, our lips meeting in a soft, yet passionate kiss. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the moment.

Desmond deepened the kiss, each one a slow, sensual exploration of my mouth. Desmond's hands roamed my body, his fingers leaving trails of fire wherever they touched. My skin tingled, my senses alive with every caress.

I felt myself getting lost in Desmond's embrace, my worries and fears forgotten in the heat of our encounter. His lips traced my neck, his breath hot against my skin. I shivered, my body responding to his touch.

Our bodies moved in sync, as if we'd known each other for years, not just minutes. The connection was raw, real, and undeniable. Every kiss, every caress, every touch was a spark that ignited a fire that burned brighter with each passing moment.

As the night wore on, the passion only grew. We explored each other's bodies, our hearts beating as one. It was a night of pure connection, and raw passion.

The next morning, I woke up with a start, my mind foggy from the night before. I looked around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of Desmond's hotel room. Memories of my passionate night with him came flooding back, and I felt a flush rise to my cheeks.

I quickly gathered my belongings, trying not to make a sound as I dressed. Desmond was still fast asleep, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. I gazed at him for a moment, he was a beautiful sight to behold but I had to go. I didn't need him waking up and seeing me sprawled beside him on the bed. He'll probably assume I was one of those desperados.

Without disturbing him, I slipped out of the room, closing the door behind me with a soft click. I made my way through the hotel lobby, my eyes cast down.

As I stepped out into the bright morning light, I felt just a little bit of regret that I didn't take his number. But then I shook it off as it would have only created connections I wasn't ready for. I took a deep breath, and walked out of the hotel, leaving behind the memories of a passionate night.

The cool morning air hit me like a slap in the face, snapping me back to reality. I hailed a taxi and gave the driver my address, my mind already racing with thoughts of how to put this night behind me.

As the taxi drove away from the hotel, I couldn't help but glance back at the building, wondering if I would ever see Desmond again. But I knew it was just a fleeting thought, a moment of weakness.

The taxi ride was a blur, my mind replaying the events of the night before. The intensity of our love making.

I walked into my apartment, exhausted but exhilarated from my night with Desmond. I had left Lilly at the club, but I knew my friend would be waiting up for me. And indeed, as I entered the living room, I saw Lilly sitting on the couch, a sly grin spreading across her face.

Next to Lilly was a guy I didn't recognize, fast asleep in his underwear. His muscular arms were splayed across the couch cushions, and his chest rose and fell with each gentle breath. I raised an eyebrow, and Lilly just winked at me.

"Who's the sleeping beauty?" I asked, nodding towards the guy.

Lilly snorted. "Just a guy I met at the club. We had a great time, but I think I wore him out!" She giggled. "His name is Alex, and he's a total stud. We met at the club right after you left, and...well, let's just say we had a great time."

I chuckled, feeling a sense of camaraderie with my friend. We had both needed a night of passion and pleasure after our respective breakups. I dropped my purse and keys on the counter and walked over to the couch, giving Lilly a playful nudge.

"Looks like you wore him out, Lil!" I said, nodding towards Alex.

Lilly snorted. "Yeah, I think I did! He was insatiable. But enough about me...how was your night with Desmond?"

Lilly tapped on Alex's shoulder to wake him up so he could leave and as we waited for him to leave, Lilly kept glancing at me with a curious expression. Finally, when we were alone, she pounced. "Spill the tea, girl! How was Desmond? Was he as hot as he looked? Did he fuck you senseless? Tell me everything!"

I blushed, feeling a flutter in my chest. "He was...amazing," I replied smiling like a 16 year old, my voice barely above a whisper. "We went to his hotel room, and...wow. Just wow. He was so gentle and kind, but also so passionate and intense. He made me feel like I was the only woman in the world."

Lilly squealed with delight, snuggling up close to me. "I knew it! I knew you needed a good fuck to get over Jason! Now, give me all the juicy details! What did he do to you? How many times did you come? Did he go down on you?"

I laughed, as I began to recount my night with Desmond.

"Well," I started, "he took me to his hotel room, and we just...exploded. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. He kissed me like I'd never been kissed before, and...oh my god, the sex was just incredible. We literally had sex the entire night. I had like an hour of sleep. Girl the guy is huge! And he fucks hard, and he knew exactly how to make me feel good."

Lilly was practically drooling, her eyes wide with excitement. "That sounds amazing! Well I had similar experience but I kinda did all the work over here." She rolled her eyes. "I'm so happy for you, Sarah. You deserve it after everything you went through with Jason."