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“My place then,” she moaned as I ran my thumb over her breast, feeling her nipple through the thin fabric of her sheath dress. “Good thing I live close by.”
We stumbled drunkenly into Nathalie’s two-bedroom apartment, laughing drunkenly in between kisses. We managed to find our way to her bedroom before we crashed into her bed in a tangle of limbs and tongues.
Her dress managed to somehow come off and as I sucked at one of her breasts, she cried out.
“Trust me, I’m a doctor!” I grinned at her.
“Well, then doctor,” she said coyly. “Let’s see what you’ve got!”
My hands wandered to that secret place between her thighs and found her wet and ready. I found that small bundle of nerves and stroked it until she was writhing under me and moaning loudly. Her hands found their way into my jeans, popping open the button and easing the zipper, finding my arousal unerringly.
Her eyes widened as she stroked me from base to tip. “Damn, you’re huge and it seems like you’re ready to play.”
“You talk too much,” I growled, turning my mouth to her other breast as my fingers worked her center once more, effectively silencing her.
I’m not here to talk.I’m here to fuck!
I took my erection in my hand and guided it into her entrance. I slid into her slowly and allowed her wet heat to encase me. I groaned at the feeling and started to pump into her.
“Harder! Faster!” she urged me.
So she likes it rough. And I don’t see a reason to be gentle when we’re both after a quick release, anyway.
I took her advice to heart and began thrusting vigorously into her. Moments later, her breath came out in shallow gasps, her eyes becoming unfocused as I recognized the telltale signs of a woman nearing orgasm.
She moaned loudly, thrashing beneath me as I groaned in release.
We laid there for a moment, catching our breaths as I stared up at the plain ceiling.
“Damn, that felt good,” she muttered.
“Glad you liked it,” I muttered back wearily.
She rolled over to me, her soft breast pressing into my arm. Strangely, this time I felt absolutely nothing.
“I’m exhausted,” she murmured. “Deliciously exhausted.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Good night, Oliver. And thank you.”
“No problem,” I murmured back sleepily, my eyes fluttering close as I let sleep overtake me. My last thoughts before I fell into slumber was that hopefully, I wouldn’t have to suffer through much of a hangover in the morning.
* * *
How does one act after a one-night stand?
The hell if I knew because this was my first one-night stand.
Fortunately, Nathalie seemed to be just as uneasy about the entire thing, murmuring some vague niceties the moment we were sober enough to manage a semblance of a conversation. Clearly, she wasn’t used to these…whole one-night stand things, too.
Everything felt so…transactional. We got what we wanted from each other last night, which was a distraction and a quick release.
Now, it was time to say thank you and goodbye. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome.
I grabbed my jeans off the floor and started getting dressed when the doorbell rang. I looked up with a frown. She hadn’t mentioned sharing her apartment or that she was expecting guests early in the morning.
Whatever…I was leaving soon, anyway. I quickly walked out of the room, buttoning my shirt as I went.
