Paige finally decided it was time to take her mother's advice and move on. It had been six months since the break-up and she had been sulking long enough. At thirty-five she still looked damn good but tonight she looked fucking amazing. Her black dress tight in all the right places and red heels to match the red lipstick she had chosen. Paige had never been one for picking up men but she had grown tired of her vibrator and needed a real cock. The one thing she knew for certain was that she would not be going home alone tonight. Stepping from her car she saw him; tall, dark and dangerous. He was more than just a temptation he was a hunger her body had been craving. She could tell he was younger than her but that didn't matter for what she had in mind. It wasn't a husband she was looking for only a cock to fill her hungry cunt. Paige took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink. It took her a few minutes but her eye's found him.
She couldn't help but wonder if his moves in bed would be as seductive as his moves on the dance floor. She felt her pulse quicken when his eyes locked with hers. Everything about him screamed sex and damn she missed it. The touching, the sounds, even the scent of it. Paige dropped her gaze back to the drink in her hand. She envisioned taking pleasure in his cock. He was so close and he smelled so good. Her pussy heated, the lips swelled and dampened. Raw wild sex is what she wanted with him. She wanted to be filled until every inch of his cock imprinted her pussy. He had the most intense grey eyes she had ever seen. His five o'clock shadow made her skin itch, yearning to feel the burn of it against her face-against her inner thighs. He placed a hand on her knee and she could feel her breath catch and her palms turn sweaty. It was the way he looked at her, a hungry possessiveness present in his stare as if he had not only undressed her in his mind, but had claimed her to be sated by no one ever again except him. She placed her hand on his and moved it up her thigh.
Paige knew it was wrong to want a man the way she wanted this stranger. She had been denying her needs too long and tonight would be about her and nothing else, she wanted this-no she needed this.
"May I get you a drink?" His low thick voice had her pulse fluttering.
"A rum and coke would be great, thanks."
He ordered their drinks and took the seat next to her. His hand still on her knee but she could feel it moving, working her dress up as her core tightened the closer he got. He was in luck she had decided it would be a no panties night. A smiled curved his lips when his finger entered her to find her wet and ready. He removed his hand but his touch lingered on her skin, in her veins. He leaned into her again letting his tongue trace her lips, biting at her bottom one. His hot breath sending chills down her spine and the scent of his cologne was driving her senseless. Her eyes captured his and she could see desire and passion.
"Are you ready for me to take you?"
All she could do was nod. His hand reached for hers, she took it following him out of the club and to his car.
The night air was stifling and Paige was not sure if it was that or the hot, young thing that was sending ripples of desire to her belly and causing the small beads of sweat that were forming on her lips. He had her pinned against the car with his hard body. His lips found hers as a small gasp escaped her. She wanted to resist him but her body was unable to tell him no, after all isn't this what she wanted? He slipped his tongue possessively, skillfully and so erotic inside her mouth urging her own tongue to come out and play. Without warning he withdrew and suddenly she felt a sense of loss.
"Tell me you don't want this and I will call you a liar. Your body is speaking in volumes and it has been screaming "fuck me," since I first noticed you at the bar."
Her cheeks flushed, had it been that obvious that she wanted him? His words flowed from his tongue like liquid sex.
"I...I umm, I don't even know your name."
"Does my name really matter?"
"It does to me", Paige said and she could hear the nervousness in her voice she only hoped that he hadn't. She had come too far to stop now.
"Seth, and you are?"
"Paige."
"Well, Paige I have a room just down the street and I would love to give you a night to remember."
Paige could feel her legs start to shake thinking about his tongue gliding in and out of her, toying with her clit sucking it deep into his mouth. He came around and opened the door and without thinking she slid in. She had an unsatisfied thirst and Seth was just the man to quench it. She knew without doubt the second his tongue invaded her she would be like a hot volcano erupting. He let his hand trail up her thigh as his other hand kept the car in the road. His touch was fire on her skin and she wanted more of the burn, greedy for the inferno at bay. She opened her thighs for him coaxing his hand upward with one of her own. Paige leaned back and was enjoying the presence of his finger massaging her clit. Her breaths became raspy pants and she knew what was coming a mind-blowing orgasm. The teasing stopped abruptly as the car came to a stop and within seconds she was being led into the building.
Entering his suite his hands were on her pushing up the thin material of her dress. She moaned at his touch, his thumb circling the bundle of nerves with a skilled mixture of deep and gentle pressure. Her need for him was burning, for the first time in her life she was out of control and she loved it. Paige was writhing when he dipped a finger into her hot opening. Easing her onto the floor for better access his finger probed deeper she gasped lifting her hips to meet him out of her mind with the desire to cum.
"Christ, you are so wet. You're driving me crazy with your sounds and how wet you are for me."
Dragging her juice up and over her clit, luring a series of whimpers from her. One more brush of her clit and she was over the edge her orgasm spurring her into convulsions.
"You cum so easily, damn I need to do that again." He licked his lips as his tongue entered her and with a frenzy he fed on her. His fingers returned-three of them while his tongue licked and sucked her clit. Paige could feel her core building again and she didn't know if she could bear another climax so soon, unable to live without it. His skilled fingers fucked her as his tongue lapped her juices. Her body began to shake as a ripple of orgasm overtook her.
"God," she gasped unable to control her own body. Her muscles tightening, her core clenching his fingers. He was caressing her tender nerves with endless devotion. It was so much-too much as a third orgasm tore through her. Her body was no longer hers it belonged to him-he had claimed her.
"You're so sexy, Paige. So fucking sexy and soon I'm going to cum with you just like that."
Paige pulled at him until her lips were on his, licking her juices from him. Her tongue sucking feverishly on his. Her smell, her taste clinging to his tongue though sated a new arousal began as the kiss fueled her veins. Seth broke the kiss which stirred a panic in her, it can't be over she wanted more of him, needed all of him.
"I love it when you are whimpering under my tongue. It makes me so hot and I haven't even given you the best of me."
