Jean’s one-night stand turned to be the most incredible night of sex she ever had in her life. She wanted it, it happened and not turned to be a disaster. The man she slept with was none other than the son of renowned hotelier Mr. Nichloas.
“So are not we going to exchange numbers?” He asked.
“What you thought me, a whore?” I said getting off the bed.
“ I thought you like me, might want to see me again.”
“Just a one-night pleasure. Now you go home and I will go mine’s.”
Throwing off the blanket, I went inside the bathroom and he followed me there after a while.
“Pull this clasp off my dress,” I told while looking him in the mirror.
He began to slowly pull it up and whispered in my ear, “I am not a whore either whom you will enjoy as per wishes. I want this again one day.”
“What do you mean.” I said and wanted to turn to face him but he took a strong hold of my waist. I was unable to move and just looked at him in the mirror. He began licking my bare shoulder with his eyes closed and his hand was rising until it halted in my soft space. I could not resist or stop it.
“Tell me you don’t like this touch again.” He spoke when he cupped my breast over the fabric. “Tell me you want this again.” He said and moved his other hand down from behind and between my thighs.
“Stop it.” I turned and pushed him to a wall.

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