SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY

The lucky bastard

Diana couldn't believe it. She had never seen such a fine specimen of masculinity, and here he was, talking to HER of all people. Oh yes, she had been called beautiful in some occasions, but she had nothing to the tall, sexy models she could see staring at him and sending death glares her way." Penny for your thoughts? " he asked, noticing she seemed to be deep in thought. " Nothing, really. Just wondering why you are wasting your time on me while you could be on your way home with any of the sexy models eyeing you right now." she said, taking a sip of her drink. He smiled." Sorry, love, but I have had my fair share of those plastic models to last me a lifetime. I think I'll pass. Besides, you walked in here looking like every man's wildest wet dream. I couldn't pass that up now could I?" he said.

" Hmm, good looks and a silver tongue. What other tricks do you have stuck up your sleeve?" she asked. " Why don't you finish that drink and come with me so I can show you?" he said. She laughed. " My, my, aren't you bold? Whatever made you arrive to the conclusion that I would go with you in the first place?" she asked. He smirked and leaned in, pausing when his lips were at her ear. " Darling, I haven't even touched you and you're already breathing hard, I think you will." he said, pulling back to look at her in the face. Sure enough, her cheeks were flushed, mouth parted and her eyes were already showing the tell-tale signs of lust.  She considered lying, say she didn't want to, but voted against it. He was tall, handsome, and if the straining of the muscles on his shirt was anything to go by, fine as hell. What else did she need? He was certain to give her a great time and she was sure she would never see him again. What the hell. She smiled, and pulled him closer by tugging on his tie. "I'm a vey busy woman, Damien. I do hope you won't waste my time." she said. He smirked, and placing both hands on her hips, tugged her closer to him causing her breath to get lost somewhere in her throat. " Let's find out, shall we? " he said and without warning, he closed the gap between them and kissed her.

Diana had been kissed before. But never like this. The kiss was gentle, yet passionate. He knew exactly what he was doing and before long she found herself opening her mouth to let him in. The moment his tongue found hers, all thoughts flew out the window. It was a battle of dominance which he quickly won, and damn did he take his victory seriously. He explored every inch of her mouth, and she found herself moaning into the kiss, only adding heat to the already sizzling lust. She threaded her hands into his hair and tugged, and he made the sexiest sound she ever heard. Suddenly she could feel the hot and hard bulge of his arousal pressing onto her already soaked pussy and she gasped, breaking the kiss. He pulled back to look at her, confused. "My place or yours? " she asked, and he smiled the most devious mile she ever saw before stepping back and offering her a hand. " Mine." he said, and she stepped off the stool and gathered her purse. Kira had long disappeared onto the dance floor so Diana decided she would just text her later. " Good, I was hoping you'd say that." she said.

As soon as they got into the back of the car, Damien pulled her into his lap and pulled her closer by the back of her neck. She smiled. " Do you make a habit of making out in the back seats of you car ,Damien?" she asked, and he smiled, tracing a thumb along the seam of her lips. " I have no intention of making out with you, love, trust me." he said. In the dark his chocolate brown eyes looked almost black, and she could not tear her eyes away. " Then what will you do to me? " she asked, her voice nothing more than a raspy whisper.  "What I wanted to do since the moment I set eyes on you." he said, and in one fluid movement he pulled up her dress to bunch around her waist and turned her around so her back was  pressed to his chest. She gasped, her breath catching in her throat. He planted a soft, open mouthed kiss to the side of her neck and trailed his tongue up her throat to her earlobe. " I'm going to make you scream my name." he said, and Diana felt more wetness seep out of her. Damn. 

He placed one hand around her stomach and with the other he pulled her knees apart, all the while kissing her ear and neck. Slowly, he ran his hand up her thigh, making her squirm. " Do you know how badly I want to have you bent over my bed wearing nothing but those sexy heels? " he asked, just as his hand got to the apex of her thighs. She suddenly found it hard to breathe. He smiled against her skin and pushed aside her panties. " So wet.." he groaned, sliding a single finger up her slit. She shuddered and grabbed at his arm. " Damien, please- AHH! "  she moaned as he suddenly slid two fingers inside her, knuckle deep. "Please what?" he asked, pulling them out. She whimpered, the ache inside her mounting. She could not make a coherent sentence as his fingers began pumping into her, slowly at first but gaining in speed as she felt her orgasm coming on. The combined sensations of his fingers inside her, his tongue at her throat and his voice at her ear were promising to render her immobile with pleasure. " Damien.. I'm close.. OH fuck..." she breathed, and he smiled deviously. " Then come." he said, and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. She gasped, clawed at him, and came. It was so intense she couldn't breathe. When the tremors finally died down, she took a deep breath and placed a hand on his that was still on her pussy. " That, was amazing." she bit out, and he kissed her jaw. " That was but an opening bite to a very delicious meal." he said, just as the car pulled to a stop. Diana wiggled out of his lap, trying to put herself together just as the chauffeur opened the door. " We're here." he said.