[ hookup with a stranger ]

I sneaked out once again from my little perfect family to look for trouble and I don't feel the slightest guilty about it. The time is around midnight as I enter a small local bar in downtown and my eyes land on the reason I came here the first place.

The man sitting around a circle table is the equivalent of tall, dark and sexy as hell. He is wearing a simple black shirt with short sleeves which hug his impressive muscles in the best way and accentuate on his tattooed arms.

As last time he is in the centre of attention being surrounded with men and to my dismay a woman sits on his muscular thigh, her hands wrapping around him just where a tattoo peeks and reaches the nape of his neck. His dark hair is freshly cut with silky longer strands on top which are casually slicked back with no excessive amount of hair gel. Dark stubble lines out his five o'clock sharp jawline and pink lips move seductively while he speaks to the people surrounding him.

I straighten out my little pink dress and walk towards the bar as if I own the place. I would give my left arm for him to notice me. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to meet him again.

"You're here...again." The youngish bartender smiles while little taken aback.

I'm not a regular though I came almost every weekend for the past month searching for this man.

"Give me the usual." I smile charmingly in case he tries to protest against it. I'm not of the legal age to be allowed alcohol. But who cares about a single girl anyways?

Most visitors here are people who stain society due to the regular people's opinion. To me they are people who do whatever the fuck they want without being bothered by the dirty looks.

The bartender places a short glass in front of me and I thank him fast before downing it in one go. A good Old Fashioned always manages to boost up my confidence without making me drunk and I need that more than ever as his gaze sweeps over the bar briefly before stopping on me.

The hot pink dress I'm wearing gathers attention and it matches well with my dirty blonde hair and sky blue eyes. I know I look phenomenal and he also acknowledges it. Suddenly the woman in his lap is irrelevant.

I lick my lips from the leftover drops of whiskey and head towards his way as if lured in by his powerful aura. He watches me move graciously through the crowds and his eyebrow raises up in amusement.

"Hey." I breathe in while being in complete awe of his face up close. He's even more gorgeous with the small healed scar cutting the tail on his eyebrow. His dark brown eyes regard me and I realise how stupid I sounded. "I saw you checking me out through the crowd." I smirk and step a little closer while the other men in his company are engaged in conversation though the dark haired woman in his lap suddenly doesn't look pleased.

"I did." He confirms casually while the corner of his lips turns slightly upwards. I'm ready to fall between his legs and beg for that mouth to dominant my actions but the bimbo speaks in high-pitched voice and breaks the moment.

"He was wondering from which barbie doll store you came out." She laughs while leaning onto him.

I clench my hand in fist before I get tempted to drag her off his lap by her extensions. He's looking curiously at me and the fact that he still has his attention on me calms me down.

"What's your name?" He leans back in his stool and wether intentionally or not makes some distance from the bimbo.

"Cat." I make sure to almost purr it like I would do his name when he touches me and judging by the flicker in his eyes he catches the hint.

"What a stupid name!" The irrelevant woman exclaims and glares daggers at me. That's when he averts his gaze away from me and narrows his eyes threateningly at her.

"Your stupid vulgarity is starting to annoy me so I advice you to lift your ass up and leave before I get mad." He growls in the sexiest voice I've ever heard.

I don't know about the bimbo but I got the chills and warmth spread low in my stomach.

"B-But..." she gapes like an idiot before realising the strength in his words and disappears faster than the wind. I hold back a pleasant smile and for a second look towards his empty lap, wishing I could straddle him right here and now.

"You didn't tell me your name." I push with way more excitement once the bimbo leaves us alone. He leans closer with his forearms against the circle table while staring straight into my eyes.

"Look...I know you're too young to be in this place especially after midnight. You better collect your perky little ass and leave before I've got to poke someone's eyes out." His sight moves somewhere behind my back and a frown replaces his emotionless expression.

"What do you mean?" I glance over my shoulder and notice a group of men ogling me like I'm a piece of meat. I gulp down the fear and face him with fierce gaze. "I don't care. I'm not going to leave."

He doesn't look surprised however I can see the frustration in his dark orbs. While watching him up close I realise he's most likely in his late twenties and we can have quite an age difference. But age is the last thing bothering me when the lust I have towards this man makes me pool between my legs.

"What's a gorgeous girl like you doing in this downtown bar anyways?"

I don't like him calling me girl. I graduated last year and in the age of nineteen I have already grown as a woman.

"I was looking for you." I purr in the same seductive tone and his eyes flicker in a certain way once again. I take the opportunity to place a hand on his broad shoulder and slide it down to his chest as I gasp from the incredible feel of his muscles under my fingers.

"Don't play games with me, kitten." He warns in deep sexy voice which only pushes me to sit on his strong thighs and his manly cologne engulfs me like a transparent barrier which I don't want to escape at any cost.

"I only had eyes for you from the first time I visited this place. You're the sexiest man I've ever laid my eyes on." I whisper into his ear while his hand rests on my hip hesitantly but possessively at the same time. "I came back times to times in hope to see you one more time and catch your attention."

He doesn't mutter a word through the whole thing and seems thoughtful. I push my luck further as I kiss the skin on his neck.

"You have my full attention then." He mutters while his hand explores my curves. I'm on the edge to moan just from his big hands groping me when he stops and tangles his fingers in my hair as he pulls me slightly to look into his eyes. "Please tell me you're of age or else I would kick myself."

I chuckle and grip his shirt in my small fist with a small nod.

"Fuck. I've never been so turned on from someone's angelic face." He groans deep from his throat as his big palm spreads over my round bottom and he squeezes while his fingertips graze the edge of the dress and I whimper with face buried in his chest. I realise we are sitting in a bar full of people though I should probably care more.

"I want you so bad." I whisper while grinding myself closer to his hips.

"You're coming to my apartment right now, kitten." He demands in voice filled with lust.

I nod even though he doesn't need my confirmation after what I said. I bite my lip as he stands up to his full impressive height and leads me towards the exit while I have my hands wrapped around his muscular arm. I'm in desperate need to be touched by this powerful man and I cannot wait.

The car ride is a restful experience with a lot of touching in between. At some point he has his hand caressing my inner thigh while I massage the massive bulge in his pants. Thankfully it turns out he doesn't live far from the bar so we arrive before we tear at each other's clothes.

We enter a good looking building judging by its location in downtown and climb up dark staircase to a single door which he unlocks in a split of a second and pulls me inside as I claw onto his clothes impatiently, somehow succeeding to slip off his shirt. His tattoos apparently don't decorate just his arms. His chest and ribs are also painted with dark ink and accentuate the hard abs over his stomach.

"My god." I exhale while sliding palms down his upper body, drinking his attractiveness like a favourite cocktail.

"You like what you see?" He let out a laugh from his chest at my expression. I nod without second doubt. He is indeed the sexiest man I've ever met. How can tattoos make a person even more irresistible when they're just paintings on the skin?

He smirks predatory to my reaction while closing off the distance and pressing me against the closed door then his hands travel up my thighs lifting the dress in the process. I let him take it off and enjoy the way his dark gaze sweeps over my almost naked figure dressed with just white lingerie.

"I'm going to claim this kitten tonight." He growls before pressing his full lips to mine. The contact sends chills down my whole body and I instinctively raise to my toes to deepen the kiss. He doesn't lose time to lift me off the ground as if I weight less than a feather and he carries me towards his bedroom.

The moment he lays me on the bed and our bodies separate I kneel on the mattress and go in straight for his belt. He smirks down at me while standing beside the bed and caresses the side of my face with his rough fingers.

"You really wanted me that bad, huh?" He hisses as I press a kiss on his erection through the boxers and the moment our gazes meet he starts collecting my hair in his fist. "Show me just how much you craved my cock."

I don't need another invite to pull his underwear down. His erected cock stands up proudly, his reddened head glistening with precum. I lick my lips before taking the tip between my lips. He exhales deeply while his hand on the back of my head tenses with eagerness to make me take more of his length. I can't imagine how he will fit inside me though I will take some blood if that means having sex with this tattooed god.

I push his shaft further into my mouth and pull back again to lick slowly from base to tip before taking it in my mouth again.

"Am I doing well?" I can't help to ask as I briefly pull back. I blowed just one guy before and he didn't like it. Later he turned out to be gay, but I still feel like I did something wrong with my technique.

"Fuck yes." He groans his response while thrusting carefully into my mouth. I moan at the surprising feel of him almost pressing down my throat and immediately I know I want more of that. "You're gorgeous." He thrusts once again deeper this time and I resist the gagging instinct with all force. "Damn it...Cat, you're going to make me cum before I get to bury my cock in your pussy."

His hand pulls on my hair gently to guide me back and our eyes meet before something flashes in his and he flips me over so I lay on my back against the mattress. I gasp from the sudden motion though I don't have time to react since his face nears my stretched open legs. My eyes widen while I watch in amusement how his big hands spread me as far as possible and his face lingers just above my aroused sex. He glances up at me with that naughty smirk of his while pulling my panties down and places a kiss over my pubic bone.

"You're going to moan my name while I eat you out, understood? I only want to hear Ace out of your perfect mouth."

I flush as he licks the inner of my thigh and I hurry to nod so he can start as soon as possible. Ace. The name fit him too well. He's hard as iceberg on the outside and yet somehow I managed to slip into his bed.

"Good kitten." He whispers against my bare flesh, which sends shocks of pleasure up my body and makes my head spin.

"Take off your bra. I want to see your perfect little nipples erect as I suck on that clit."

I act on instinct since all common sense disappeared somewhere during his dirty talk. The bra joins the clothes on the floor as I glance down at him as if sensing his silent demand to meet his eye contact. When his mouth lowers and his tongue comes out to lick me I barely can hold my eyes open. He's doing long and slow licks as if tasting me over and over again. His tongue flicks my clit expertly and hit all the nerves possible. He knows what he is doing and how to do it which is a turn on by its own. When two of his fingers spread my pussy lips for his tongue to explore my little hole I can't breathe for a moment. I reach out to grab a handful of his hair with a loud moan and shamelessly press myself against his wicked mouth. He continues to move from my clit back to my wet centre and I gasp once again when he slides one long finger inside of me. His mouth covers my sensitive clit and in combination with the slow thrusting of his hand I jump over the edge.

"Fuck! Ace, I'm coming!"

"Mmmm" His groan only intensifies the releasing bundle of excitement if that is even possible. He moves his finger even faster as my body shakes from the intense orgasm and eyes roll almost to the back of my head. I collapse on the bed with deep panting while staring up the white ceiling and assimilating the fact that I just got the best orgasm of my life as he pulls his finger out and licks it as if he didn't get enough.

"So sweet. Now are you ready to take my cock?"

He doesn't have to ask twice. I focus my attention back on him as he reaches for the bedside table and takes out a condom. 

I admire his tattooed back for a second before he slides the protection over his shaft and positions himself between my legs. I bite my lip in anticipation while staring shamelessly between us as he rubs himself over the wetness and guides his tip inside me slowly before rolling his hips and with one swift move he fills me almost to the base. I haven't felt as full before though it's a good thing.

His hands spread my legs once again for him to establish a steady tempo with deep and long thrusts while he watches me and times to times his dark gaze falls to the place we collide. We're both almost in awe to how good it feels.

He reaches out to fill his palm with my breast while pushing rougher with every thrust. I was whimpering with every push until he decides to lean forward and presses our bodies flush together while his tongue is teasing sensually mine.

I wrap my legs tighter around his hips in order to bring him as close as possible while my hands shoot up to grab the headboard of the bed desperately with his pushes inside me significantly quickening. He's right down fucking the hell out of me which makes it hard to form words out as a second orgasm starts forming low in my stomach.

"Are you going to come once more for me, Cat?" His breathing is irregular against the crook of my neck where he bites on the skin to muffle his own moans.

"Mhmmm" I whine something as a response when the second wave hits me and I arch my back, pressing my chest against his glistening with sweat. Our skin brushes against one another and just as I start coming down from my high and he pounds onto me, reaching his own release seconds after me. His hand tangles into my hair and mouth presses against the skin of my neck as he slows his movements down to a halt. Part of his weight presses down on me while he is calming his breathing down and my fingers draw over his tattooed shoulders.

"You're trouble, aren't you?" I murmur between one last passionate kiss before he lifts himself off me and smirks.

"You have no fucking idea."

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