Chapter 1
Zoe
"It's M, and don't pretend like you could forget me." His sharp voice struck me from the other side of the phone, taking me by surprise. Fuck, I'd lost hope that he would call me again. And why would he? It was a one night stand, but damn it was good.
I had been longing for his call for more than a week. But now as his number appeared, I was stuck looking at the cell phone like I had just seen a ghost.
"Are you awestruck?" His voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes, I'm here." My heartbeat was so loud that anyone standing near me could hear it. Is this real? I had an urge to pinch myself. But why would he call me if it was just a one night stand for him. Was it a one night stand for me? No, it wasn't. It had been at first, but as the night progressed it turned into something else. With him, I found a rage and passion in myself I had never found with my ex.
Mr. M brought something unique out of me, and I really didn't want to lose it. So I waited for his call day after day until the hope spread thinner.
"I want to meet you. Same hotel, same suite, tonight," he said in his magnetic voice. A strange feeling grabbed me that I had never heard his voice before. But how could it be possible? I had been missing him so badly that I forgot the sound of his voice. Damn, that must be it. But I could still feel what it felt like to be with him. The way he pinned me to the wall.
That Night
I hit the bed next to him, exhausted. The sex we had ripped every ounce of energy from my body. I never thought I would do that with him. But the moment I saw his awesome cock, I knew I was going to try it on him. Men generally don’t like someone else taking control of the situation, but he was open for everything. And I liked that about the stranger.
My eyes searched his face, b he was still wearing his black mask.
"Take off your mask, you have seen me already. Now it's my turn." I demanded. I had just dominated him; surely he would do whatever I said.
"And why would I do that?" he smirked. I could sense his dirty smile behind that mask.
"Come on, now you are going to try and act like a man after I just rode you like a horse?" Now a smirk appeared on my face. “Take that mask off, you pussy." I pushed him.
He chuckled and continued. "Do you really think like that, sugar? That I would do whatever you want? I must say, you just don't know the game yet. I was merely enjoying your innocence." He lifted his face to see me, his finger caressing my cheek.
"You men just can’t accept that a woman can dominate you in bed." I giggled.
"Stop talking like that." I could sense a little anger in his voice.
“Why don’t you make me? I doubt that your cock even can stand after I sucked all the energy out of it. And even if it could, it wouldn’t be close to going on my wall of fame. I teased him again. But frankly speaking, I was exhausted, and I wanted to get inside the sheets and tuck myself away.
He flipped on me into a push-up position. His mask was so close. I raised my hand to touch the part of the cheek which was visible below the mask. It was smooth, honey smooth. His lips were thick and manly. I wanted to kiss them, so I raised my head up. But he backed away.
"You can only get a kiss if you beg for it." He replied in a husky voice.
"Come on, M. You just agreed that you are a pussy, after all." My eyes were slowly closing; I thought I was done for the night.
"You will find out in time."
"When, tomorrow? When your cock can get some energy to stand up a little?" Why am I provoking him? I shouldn't have pushed him so hard, I actually enjoyed fucking him and I was looking forward to one more round when I woke up in a few hours.
He slipped his hand behind my back and pulled me up. He was in the plank on one hand and balancing me in the mid-air with his other hand. With an urge I slipped my hand down, around his cock. And to my surprise it was thick and erect, maybe even more so than the last time I had ridden
Zoe
"It's M, and don't pretend like you could forget me." His sharp voice struck me from the other side of the phone, taking me by surprise. Fuck, I'd lost hope that he would call me again. And why would he? It was a one night stand, but damn it was good.
I had been longing for his call for more than a week. But now as his number appeared, I was stuck looking at the cell phone like I had just seen a ghost.
"Are you awestruck?" His voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes, I'm here." My heartbeat was so loud that anyone standing near me could hear it. Is this real? I had an urge to pinch myself. But why would he call me if it was just a one night stand for him. Was it a one night stand for me? No, it wasn't. It had been at first, but as the night progressed it turned into something else. With him, I found a rage and passion in myself I had never found with my ex.
Mr. M brought something unique out of me, and I really didn't want to lose it. So I waited for his call day after day until the hope spread thinner.
"I want to meet you. Same hotel, same suite, tonight," he said in his magnetic voice. A strange feeling grabbed me that I had never heard his voice before. But how could it be possible? I had been missing him so badly that I forgot the sound of his voice. Damn, that must be it. But I could still feel what it felt like to be with him. The way he pinned me to the wall.
That Night
I hit the bed next to him, exhausted. The sex we had ripped every ounce of energy from my body. I never thought I would do that with him. But the moment I saw his awesome cock, I knew I was going to try it on him. Men generally don’t like someone else taking control of the situation, but he was open for everything. And I liked that about the stranger.
My eyes searched his face, b he was still wearing his black mask.
"Take off your mask, you have seen me already. Now it's my turn." I demanded. I had just dominated him; surely he would do whatever I said.
"And why would I do that?" he smirked. I could sense his dirty smile behind that mask.
"Come on, now you are going to try and act like a man after I just rode you like a horse?" Now a smirk appeared on my face. “Take that mask off, you pussy." I pushed him.
He chuckled and continued. "Do you really think like that, sugar? That I would do whatever you want? I must say, you just don't know the game yet. I was merely enjoying your innocence." He lifted his face to see me, his finger caressing my cheek.
"You men just can’t accept that a woman can dominate you in bed." I giggled.
"Stop talking like that." I could sense a little anger in his voice.
“Why don’t you make me? I doubt that your cock even can stand after I sucked all the energy out of it. And even if it could, it wouldn’t be close to going on my wall of fame. I teased him again. But frankly speaking, I was exhausted, and I wanted to get inside the sheets and tuck myself away.
He flipped on me into a push-up position. His mask was so close. I raised my hand to touch the part of the cheek which was visible below the mask. It was smooth, honey smooth. His lips were thick and manly. I wanted to kiss them, so I raised my head up. But he backed away.
"You can only get a kiss if you beg for it." He replied in a husky voice.
"Come on, M. You just agreed that you are a pussy, after all." My eyes were slowly closing; I thought I was done for the night.
"You will find out in time."
"When, tomorrow? When your cock can get some energy to stand up a little?" Why am I provoking him? I shouldn't have pushed him so hard, I actually enjoyed fucking him and I was looking forward to one more round when I woke up in a few hours.
He slipped his hand behind my back and pulled me up. He was in the plank on one hand and balancing me in the mid-air with his other hand. With an urge I slipped my hand down, around his cock. And to my surprise it was thick and erect, maybe even more so than the last time I had ridden
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