HARD CANDY - Kylo Ren.

Chapter 2 - Burning Desire.

It all happened so quickly. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, or maybe it was just the thrill of it all.

One moment you were at the party on the brink of a nervous breakdown and the next moment you were sitting in Kylo Porsche, driving to his mysterious penthouse.

And as the two of you rode the elevator up to his penthouse, his hands didn't leave you once. His big body was on yours, dominating and taking control.

He was much taller then you, almost a whole foot taller. His strong hands found bare flesh, needing and gripping at the exposed skin he found on your body.

The smell of his rich cedar cologne and minty breath swallowed you, hints of bourbon on his tongue. He touched your body as if he knew what he wanted, hands grabbing at we he needed.

There was a moment where you broke the kiss for air, forehead resting against his. You took a minute to pull back, eyes instantly darting around his home.

From quick glances, you gathered that his penthouse was decorated in expensive art and everything had a grey, black, and red colour theme.

The ceilings were tall and your gasps and kissed echoed off the walls. The penthouse smelled clean, no doubt he had a maid who cleaned his home from time to time. 

Your attention snapped back to Kylo as he took a fistful of your hair, lightly tugging your head back, forcing you to look up at him and into his eyes.

"Take off your clothes." he orders, voice deep and coming from the pit of his chest.

His words were like Kryptonite, making your knees weak. You could already feel heat pooling in your panties under your borrowed dress, thighs firmly pressed together.

You quickly obey him, thankful that you at least wore nice panties as your hands eagerly worked at tugging your dress to your ankles.

The light fabric pools at your feet as your bare chest becomes exposed, simple yet sexy black underwear hugging your hips.

Kylo wets his lips, eyes studying me. "I didn't tell you to stop." he spoke, brow furrowed slightly. You swallow hard.

With a hesitant pause, your fingers hook at your panties, pulling them to pool at your ankles. You step out of them, along with your heels nervously, biting the inside of your cheek.

When you look back at Kylo, he's undoing his white button-up ever so slowly, his eyes glued to yours as his other hand palms himself through his slacks.

   You realize how exposed you really are in the moment, hands moving in attempt to hide yourself. He just shakes his head, chuckling.

   "Move your hands. I want to see all of you." He demanded, his hand stilling from his buttons as he gave you a warning look.

   You swallowed dryly, quickly nodding. You hadn't really realized how demanding and dominant men like him could be.

Before you knew it, his button-up, suit jacket, and tie were on the ground, along with all of your clothing. His wide and muscled chest was exposed as he pulled you towards him.