Chapter Three

ALLEN

Allen built his self-restraint for years. He never indulged in carnal desires that wouldn't bring him any gain_pleasure is a gain. In fact, he hated intimacy.

His virginity card was broken on his twenty-fifth birthday after his best friend and his brother set him up that night. They made him drunk and drugged, his members all erect and angry. A woman was already waiting for him. He had his first ever orgasm that night. He went to the moon and back.

That was the night that let the beast loose. Allen fucked, only for the pleasure of it, and only with women who signed his conditions.

No kissing

No touching him

Just stay on all fours and feel him from the back.

Allen never dated. In fact, he couldn't and wouldn't do it. He had trust issues with literally everything and everyone, so baring his heart out was impossible.

The only one who ever shook his ice heart was gone, dead. Katie Tyler died because of him, the reason he tries to avoid matters of the heart.

But a particular blonde was making it harder every time they met. He thought the effects she had on him had died after so many years, but she proved him wrong. Here she was latched onto him like a leech, rubbing his chest with her dainty fingers, leaving his member throbbing against his slacks.

Allen knew he was fucked the moment she walked in, and his member jumped in his pants. The outline of her breasts in the flimsy dress, the slight bounce as she made her way towards him. Mira knew what she was doing as she rubbed herself against him.

He expected the unexpected from Mira, she never ceased to leave him with surprises. What he didn't expect was his body's reaction to her tricks. She didn't even try hard, and he wanted nothing but to rip the fabric off her, bend her over the table and claim her in front of those hungry eyes staring at her.

"Mira, stop" he warned once they were outside the clubhouse. Mira tugged open another button instead, her seductive gaze set on his face. He sat down beside his car, but still couldn't get her hands off him.

"Make me. You weren't doing anything when that girl was shoving her tits in your face" she spat out rather calmly, as if her other hand weren't digging into his trousers.

"I don't want her. Besides, what does that have to do with you?" He pushed his glasses back in place, a breathy moan escaped his lips as her hand came in contact with his half-erected member.

"Everything. It has everything to do with me". Mira wrapped her hands around his dick, the organ springing up into full erection, straining against the fabric caging it.

"Mira..."

"You are hard. Do you want a release? I know a few tricks" she smiled so innocently like she wasn't pumping his dick in a painfully slow motion.

"Mira..." She loved how her name sounded coming from him, the breathy moans that he tried to hold back.

"You are blushing? For me?" Allen mustered up his self-restraint and took a few steps away from Mira, raw emotions swirling in his eyes behind his glasses.

"What? Ashamed that I can do that to you? I'm twenty-two years now, not fifteen". Mira moved closer, she tiptoed to reach for his lips.

"I want you, even though I tried not to. After all these years, I still want nothing but to be fucked by you, Allen" she whispered, her lips hovering over his.

"I don't want you." Mira thought she could get used to being rejected by Allen, but the sharp pain that slammed her as he said those words reminded her how deep her feelings for him were.

"You don't have to" I just have to seduce you to do so.

She declared the last part to herself, her eyes boring into his as she placed her lips on his.

Allen hated intimacy! He hated kissing, so Mira's action should be hated as well. So, why does the soft feel of her lips against his so good? What was that tingling tug in his chest? Why did he want to pull her closer and have a better taste of her as she pulled away?

Fuck it!

He opened the car door and pushed her in before going to the other side. Mira was quiet as the aroused man drove to wherever his grip on the wheel couldn't be any tighter. She smirked down at the tent on his groin area without shame.

Knowing that she had such an effect on him left her hanging somewhere in the middle. Could it be her seduction worked? Or was he drunk and needed a release?

Whatever it is, tonight will be the beginning. Either he gets a taste and gets addicted or she tries harder. There was no giving up on Allen.

***

Lips locked in a hot kiss, hot breaths mingling. Mira tugged off the rest of the buttons hiding Allen's delicious torso away. Allen never thought a kiss would feel so good, so addictive. His hands groped her body, pulling at the black dress which hugged her curves like a second skin.

He trailed kisses down her neck towards her freed boobs. Mira was pushed against the door, one leg around Allen's waist as her wet clothes rubbed against his straining member.

"Fuck!" Mira couldn't think straight. Of all her imagination, experiencing his touch for real was mind-blowing. Her body was reacting to every single touch, leaving her soaking wet in anticipation.

His experienced hands and mouth left her with a muddled head, unable to think. She meant to seduce him and leave him hanging with a blue ball, but here she was with his tongue buried within her needy cunt lapping away on her dripping juice.

"Fuck! Wait! Oh my!" Her eyes rolled back as another wave of climax hit her right then.

Allen straightened up, his chin covered in her release. He leaned against her panting, his erection threatening to burst out of his trousers. He didn't expect this part of the night as well.

This is wrong! She is way too young for you! Allen barely listened to the warning voice in his head.

What he expected later that night was fucking the brunette from the clubhouse with her back to him as he chased his release. He never cared about how they felt during sex, he was doing it for himself.

"I'm going to fuck you up, your mouth and your cunt. You agree?" He wheezed out.

"Only if you would like me back" Mira replied, a wicked smirk gracing her flushed face.

"Don't fuck with me", Allen warned.

"No, I want to fuck you" she grabbed his dick through his trousers and slid down, kneeling in front of him.

Allen stopped her, and was out of her sight in a matter of seconds. She found him in the living room, long legs spread out as he motioned her to come over.

"You are going to blow me, fuck me, and ride me_"

"And get fucked" Mira interjected and walked over.