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I don’t care how much your age actually, but maybe you care.
Never in my life I imagined this night would happen to me. Not even for a slightest chance. Not even in my dirtiest dream. However, it actually happened.
I sat down in the little chair, facing dressers and combing my long ashy brown hair. From large mirror in front of me, I stared a tall man in white shirt that stood up behind me. His both hands stayed in his black pants pockets. He leaned against the wall, while his eyes roving my naked shape hungrily. I could feel my nape hair shivering under his sharp gaze.
In the twentieth floor of this five stars hotel, in our deluxe king bedroom, his splendid appearance looked beautifully perfect. Under dimmed light from balcony lamps, his hazel eyes became darker and his boy smirk became wider. He was effortlessly handsome and it didn’t need me to admit.
I knew I was hypnotized.
He walked to me, while I took down my comb and stood up to face him. I counted every step, sometimes confusingly swapped with my own heartbeat. The closer he was, the louder his tap sound. I tried to contain myself but surely, it totally failed. However at least, I still managed to curve my red plump lips into a seductive smile.
His fingers touched my too-sensitive skin, and I could feel electricity run in my whole body. He hugged my bare flat belly. His lips airy kissed along my shoulder line into my neck. I completely lost under his charm. My slender arm reached his neck and embraced it tight. Desperately grabbed his short auburn hair.
The night became more passionate. He pushed me onto wall and his lips ate mine mercilessly. Our tongues danced in fire, while our hands tried to feed our deepest hunger.
Our kiss separated. We breathed heavily, trying to fetch much air. I looked at him, savoring at his flawless sculpture. Not even once in my sinful life, I dare to fantasizing that we stand in one room, in this intimate position. Almost no gap between us except each other’s curve.
I enjoyed this moment too much, until almost forgot why I was here.
“Remember the contract that you sign. No love include here,” he whispered beside my right ear, and suddenly my consciousness jumped down into reality.
I nodded slowly. “Sure. No love.”
He smirked once again —satisfied, and then his mouth continued roaming my body.
I just smiled bitterly, stole a glance to my purse on dressers. A sheet of check inside it ready to cashed next day.
Well, it was just one night stand. Yet I fell in love to him while he just fell in lust to me.
- Suddenly I have an urge to write something. As usual, it’s contain slight mature content.
- Sorry to write in English. I need to warm up my brain because I think my English vocabularies is decreasing significantly. Should I write in Indonesian too? 🙂
- Pease leave some piece of cakes in below. A harsh one, perhaps?
- Thanks and enjoy walking.