Hey guys! This is a one shot story that I did as a favor for a friend, not abandoning Bound to You, just have a bit of writers block is all.
Italics are thoughts.
Warning lemons (Don't like don't read)
She grasped the sheets tightly under her fists. The bed rocked beneath her, matching the sporadic thrusts of the man above her. Her leg was resting on his thigh while the other was secured on his shoulder, as he fucked her moist entrance. She was being shamelessly loud, as he stretched her wider and wider, his cock hitting her sweet spot. She didn't know his name, nor did she care. He was currently fucking her senseless, and that to Dianna that was all that mattered. She was nearing her orgasm, and she wanted— no needed more.
She shifted her leg off of his shoulder and sat up, his cock sliding out of her with a wet pop. She pushed him onto his back and slid down on him, and began riding the life out of him. He tried to grasp her hips to make her slow down, but she slapped his hands away, he instead started matching her pace. She bounced up and down on his shaft, her breasts and hair bouncing wildly. With one more thrust, she moaned loudly and came, he soon followed after.
Her legs shook underneath her, she quickly shifted away from him and laid down on the bed, the aftermath of her orgasm wracking through her. She stared at the ceiling.
This was a typical Friday night for Dianna, sex with some guy she hardly knew. She wasn't ashamed of what she does, why should she be? Some might call her a slut, a whore, or a nympho, but she simply enjoyed sex. It was her own escape from the world, it was her way to forget.
But she wasn't stupid, she always used protection.
The man laid next to her and wrapped a muscled arm around her waist.
"Wow, you were amazing," he said lazily, "Never thought a girl like you could fuck like that."
A girl like me huh…
She turned away from him, but he must have thought it was an invitation, because he wrapped both arms around her and brought her back to his chest, spooning her.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, annoyed.
"Going to sleep," he said, as if saying the grass is green, or the sky is blue.
"You don't know how this works do you?"
She got out of the bed, picked up his things and threw them at him.
"Out," she said.
"You heard me, get out. This was a one night stand not a sleep over, so get out of my apartment."
He got out of the bed, angrily putting his clothes on.
"Bitch," he muttered under his breath, but she heard him.
He stormed out of her apartment, and she locked the door behind him.
She lit a cigarette and walked towards her balcony, starring down at the city lights below her. Nights like these made her thoughts travel to him. Typical Friday night indeed.
Dianna was sitting at her desk in her office, going over the paper work for a new business merger. At the young age of twenty-six she's already the VP of her father's publishing company. A young prodigy that would have made her father proud.
She pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her nose, and collected the papers, preparing to head to a meeting to discuss the possible merger of her father's company and another successful publishing company.
Her hips swayed from under her tight business skirt as her heals clinked against the marble flooring under her, as she made her way to the meeting room. She felt eyes following her and heard the whispers. She wasn't well liked on her floor, but that didn't bother her, they were all beneath her, so why should she care what they thought.
She made it to the meeting room, and took a seat next to the current president of the company, Bryan Briggs. He was a tall brunette with curly hair, and a muscular build. They weren't exactly friends— far from it actually, but he was a regular bed mate for her, they equally enjoyed sex without the commitment. He gave her an annoyed look when she entered.
The other board of directors gave her nods when she entered and she smiled back in return.
"You're late," he whispered angrily to her.
"The other president isn't even here yet," she whispered back, "So I don't see how I'm the one who's late."
As she finished her sentence, the door opened revealing a tall man dressed in a grey business suit. He had olive skin and thick black hair, and he made his way to the chair on the opposite end of where she and Bryan sat. Once he sat down, Dianna's heart stopped.
It was him.
The man she left behind five years ago, the man who haunted her dreams, he was back.
He stared at her, as if looking straight at her soul, seeing all of her secrets.
Why! Why did you have to be here?!
He was the man she almost loved, the man who made her feel alive, the man who knew just where to touch, just where to kiss to make her go over the edge, over and over again. He was the one who almost destroyed her.
All over her old feelings came rushing back, and it felt as if she had been hit by a truck. She needed to get out of there, she needed to get away from him, and soon. She knew what would happen if he ever caught her alone. The cycle would start over again and it would destroy them both, but neither one would stop it, they would both be too intoxicated with one and other.
Bryan sensed the change in her and sent her a questioning look.
"You alright?" he whispered.
"I- uh I suddenly don't feel too well," she said, "I think i-it might be better if I go back to my office."
He nodded and agreed to fill in every detail for her once the meeting was over.
She quickly made her way to the office and locked the door behind her.
She placed her hands on top of her desk and tried to steady her breathing. This was all too much for her. She needed to take her mind off of him, she needed to forget him, but that was nearly impossible when he was less than two-hundred feet away from her office. She took off her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose.
It'll be over soon, and I won't have to see him. Bryan knows what he's doing.
An hour had passed and Dianna had successfully finished going through and signing all of her paper work before lunch break. She sighed, proud of her work, her thoughts wandered to the meeting, she wondered if it went well. A knock on her door brought her back to reality.
She got up, put her glasses back on and made her way to the door, thinking it was her intern Gina or Bryan.
When she opened the door, it was Jason.
She gasped and took several steps away from him, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He looked down at her smaller frame. Even in heels she was still shorter than him.
"What are you doing here Jason," she asked frowning.
"I needed to talk to you," he said.
"Well I have nothing to say to you, so you can leave."
"Well I do!"
He walked straight up to her, quickly closing the gap between them. Once he reached her, he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to him and crushed his lips against hers.
Dianna's eyes widened, she tried pushing him away but he held her still. She felt her resolve slowly slipping away, the familiar taste of his lips bringing back to many memories, she soon found herself kissing him back.
They broke the kiss both breathless, he lazily kissed her down the side of her jaw down to her collar bone.
"I've missed you, I missed this," he said, nipping at her neck now.
She didn't say anything, she didn't need to, because they both knew she felt the same.
"Lock the door," she said shakily, she knew where this was headed.
He locked the door and was on her once more. He picked her up by her thighs and set her on her desk, knocking over papers. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he kissed her senseless, she could feel the heat building in her lower belly. He broke the kiss and immediately started sucking and biting her neck, she hissed in pleasure. She bit her lip preventing her moans from being too loud.
He moved away from her and started undoing the buttons on her shirt, revealing her red lace bra. He smirked.
"Typical," he teased.
He chuckled and started kissing down her neck again, leaving a trail of hot, wet kiss marks. His hands worked their way behind her back, undoing her bra. He cupped her breast, and started sucking and nipping on her nipple, while his other hand snaked its way up her thigh, under her skirt, cupping her rear. Holding back her moans was getting difficult, it just felt too good.
She felt her panties soaking from her molten heat, needing his touch. No one but him could make her body react like this. She tried to grind herself against him, needing some sort of friction. He released her nipple from his mouth and kissed her again. His hand moved from her ass and slowly caressed her inner thigh until he got to her thong clad entrance, he cupped her and started rubbing her clit through her panties. She moaned loudly into his mouth, his pace was agonizingly slow, she tried grinding herself against his hand. Her nipples rubbed against the fabric of his blazer as he kissed her passionately.
Just when she thought she was at her peak, he broke the kiss and pushed onto her back on the desk. He moved and pulled her forward so her legs were dangling from her desk. He pushed her skirt past her hips and quickly tore off her panties. He pushed her legs apart, kneeled between them, and he placed her legs on her shoulders. He flicked her clit with his tongue and slowly eased two fingers into her. She bit her lip hard, holding back a shuddering moan, she tasted blood, but she was beyond caring.
Once she relaxed a bit, his fingers began picking up pace as he started sucking on her clit. She gasped at the sensation. He fingers thrusted hard into her, he soon added a third to the mix, making her see stars. She was building closer and closer to her orgasm, with one final thrust, she tightened around him and came on his fingers. She panted heavily, legs shaking as he lapped her fluids up with his tongue.
He gently picked her up and flipped her position and pressed her front to the desk, so her back faced him. He took off his blazer, shirt, undid his belt and pulled down his zipper, taking out his cock. He took a condom out of his wallet and rolled it onto himself. She watched him with half lidded eyes, moaning at the sight, fantasizing about it being in her. He smirked and parted her legs once more, he aligned himself with her entrance and slowly eased his way into her. He hissed at her tightness, she arched her back and moaned in pleasure, he moved and covered her mouth with his hand, preventing her from being so loud.
He placed the other on her hip and started pounding into her from behind, slowly gaining speed. Luckily her desk didn't move at the force of his thrust. He was taking her rough from behind, and she enjoyed every second of it. She sucked two of his fingers into her mouth, as he started relentlessly pounding into her weeping entrance. Sweat was starting to build on both of their bodies, she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. The intensity of her orgasm started building up, he held her tightly as he felt her start to clench on his cock, and she knew she would be bruised in the morning. Her orgasm struck her with an intensity that only he could bring her to, her fluids exploding around his cock. His pace became choppy as he too reached his peak, with one final thrust he was done for. He stayed in her for a little longer, ridding out the waves of his orgasm. He pulled out and pulled her back up to face him.
Their foreheads touched and he cupped her cheek making their eyes meet.
"You're a drug to me," he said, "Don't ever leave me like that again."
"I can't, you're the only person who can make me cum to the point where I almost forget my own name."
He softly kissed her forehead, and moved away from her, searching for his clothes. She did the same. Once they were both properly dressed, and the evidence of sex had been cleaned from them both, they looked at each other. She walked up to him and stood up on her tip toes and kissed him softly on the lips.
"See you around Di," He said, unlocking the door and leaving her in her office.
She sighed and leaned against her desk.
Here we go again.
A/N: That was pretty hot lol I've decided this might be another story, but be warned, it's mostly smut, but it does have a plot! Anyways those were my first lemons .-. Let me know watcha think!