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~~ CHLOE ~~

Hearing those words roll off Vasili’s tongue did things to my body.

I had never felt this way before, not even when I was with Brian.

I knew my answer would determine how the night would pan out. I mean, I could have easily said no.

But I didn’t.

Instead, I nodded in acceptance.

“Are you a mute? I want you to speak to me. How do you Americans say that word,” He paused, and thought for some seconds. “Aha, ‘Use words’.”

Looking at him up close he didn't look old like my Dad.

Aside from the faint line near his eye, Vasili didn't look that old.

“I promise I’ll make tonight worth your while,” I told him, tracing the lines on his dragon tattoo.

Where I got that body from, I couldn't tell.

And for the first time, I saw him smile.

“Do you want it here or should we go back to my hotel room?” He asked.

Argh, his accent, I loved it. It sounded so alluring.

“The latter,” I answered with a smile.

His face scrunched up in confusion, trying to figure out what I just said, and it made me chuckle.

“It means I would like us to go back to your hotel room,” I explained.

“Oh,” He answered and looked away feeling a bit embarrassed.

I wanted to tell him that it was okay not to be really fluent in English since it wasn't even the general language spoken in his country.

But I held back my words thinking it might make him feel more embarrassed.

“Let’s go,” He said and held my hand leading me to his car.

Then he did something that warmed my heart. Something I didn't expect he’d do.

He opened the door to his car for me to get in even though his driver offered to do it.

He made sure I was comfortably seated before he shut the door and entered through the other door.

While the driver drove us to the hotel, I noticed Vasili shift uncomfortably in his seat.

It was as though he was feeling hot and he’d often intensely look at me as though he wanted to claim me there and then.

“Are you okay?” I asked for the umpteenth time.

“Yeah, I just can't wait for us to be alone,” He answered, and for some reason I couldn't quite understand, he sounded nervous.

Finally, we got to the hotel room. It was a five-star hotel of course.

And I got nervous. Nervous that I would not enjoy sex with him since he was older.

But the moment the door to his room shut, he pinned me to the wall, holding me by the neck, not too tightly though.

Then he began kissing and nibbling on my neck, and just like that, all my nervousness and doubts melted away and I let out a moan.

My body reacted to this man a hundred times more than it ever did to Brian, and I wanted to feel more of this incredible pleasure.

I cupped his face and leaned in to kiss him but then he pulled away.

“I’m sorry, but kissing a random woman is something big for me. I can fuck, yes. But kissing is for a woman I love,” He told me.

I felt a pang of jealousy that left me wondering why the heck I was feeling that way for a man I had just met.

This was just a one-night stand, I reminded myself.

He took off his tuxedo jacket and bow tie as he went to sit on a chair in the room.

“You know what to do next. So what are you waiting for?” He asked expectantly after he sat for a few seconds and I just stood where he left me.

“Uhm… It’s my first time,” I told him shyly.

He facepalmed and muttered something in his language before he looked at me again.

“You should have told me you are a virgin,” He exclaimed, his eyes filled with guilt. “I won't take advantage of you. I don't deserve your first time.”

For this man to feel this way, meant he wasn’t a bad man.

This made me more sure of my decision to let him take my V-card.

“You aren't taking advantage of me. I want this. And to be honest, I plan on getting married to some guy and I… I don't want to meet him as a virgin. I choose you. I want to have my first time with you,” I explained, trying not to sound too desperate.

He looked at me for a few seconds without saying a word.

It was as though he was contemplating.

However, I knew what the outcome would be because I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.

I wasn't sure before, but with the way he gazed at me now like he wanted to pounce on me and claim me, I was sure.

He stood from the chair and began taking slow calculated steps towards me.

“Take off your clothes,” He instructed, his eyes darkening when they lingered on my cleavage.

I hesitated because I wasn't used to things like this.

But then again, where had being a good girl gotten me in life? I thought to myself.

So I decided that I was going to go extreme tonight to make my first time a memorable one.

I was going to be a very bad and naughty girl, just for tonight.

Therefore, I obeyed him and began taking off my clothes.

By the time I was naked, I noticed the bulge in his pants.

He closed the gap between us instantly and grabbed my ass making my heart skip in anticipation.

Afterward, he began to lean closer. I closed my eyes thinking he was about to kiss me.

But then I felt his lips graze my earlobe as he whispered, “You have a gorgeous body. That person who called you a grandmother needs to be punished by me.”

His words and the bulge in his pants pressing on me ignited something in me that I had never felt before.

My pussy began to throb with want and I got wet between my legs.

All I could think about was him slamming his cock into my pussy, and that thought alone made me moan in satisfaction.

I felt his hand begin to slide down to my pussy, and I gasped at the sudden pleasure I felt when his finger touched the tip of my clit.

“Has anyone ever sucked your pussy before?” He whispered seductively with that accent of his as he began teasing my clit.

“No,” I moaned loudly and tilted my head backward, my body jolting with pleasure.

“Have you ever sucked a man’s dick?” He asked, his free hands cupping one of my boobs and teasing its nipple.

“Fuck, no,” I moaned.

I’d never gone beyond kissing with Brian.

So this was what I had been missing out on all these years?

“Good. I’m going to teach you how to do that right now,” He said, letting go of my clit and nipple.

I wanted him to continue, I didn't want him to stop.

“Get on your knees,” He commanded me.

Without hesitation, I did as he said and unbuckled his belt.

I was willing to do anything to get a feel of his dick inside me.

When I was done, I pulled down his underwear and his enormous cock came into display.

It looked inviting but at the same time I was scared of the pain I’d feel, because how the hell was that going to enter me?

Still, I took his cock into my mouth and he moaned loudly, running his hand through my hair as I began to move my mouth up and down his cock.

“Fuck! I can't wait any longer. I want you so badly,” He groaned and lifted me to the bed.

“I’ll suck your pussy later. But right now, I want to fuck your pussy so bad,” He said as he positioned himself at my entrance.

It felt good to see a man crave me this much. It made me feel wanted.

He began rubbing his dick up and down my already pussy earning a loud moan from me.

I shuddered as my pussy clenched in anticipation and want.

“You are already so wet for me,” He groaned.

He groaned in pleasure as he slowly thrust into me.

I cried out in pain and worry flashed on his face instantly making him want to pull out but I stopped him.

“I’m sorry for being rough. I have never disvirgined a woman before,” He apologised.

I smiled, feeling good that I was the first girl he disvirgined. It meant it would remain in his memory just as it would in mine.

“I’m fine. I want it all in,” I told him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, still worried.

“Yes sir. Fuck me, please,” I answered.

Taking that as his cue, he thrust deeper, making sparks of pleasure ignite in me to the extent that it almost drove me insane.

What I felt was raw ecstasy. Bliss.

“Fuck, you are so sweet,” He moaned, and I could feel his body shudder due to the intense pleasure we both felt.

Here I was, letting a man who didn't even know my name fuck me and that was the beginning of the countless orgasms we had that night.

It was 1pm and I was on my way to meet up with Theodore at the fancy restaurant he suggested.

But still, I couldn’t forget how disappointed I was when I woke up last night and didn’t find Vasili in the room anymore.

He didn’t even have the courtesy to wait for me to wake up. He left without even a goodbye.

The fact that I still couldn’t stop thinking about how good sex was with him made me frustrated.

My Dad could tell I was grumpy when I got home at 1 am last night.

So he couldn’t scold me for leaving the party without telling him.

“It was just a one-night stand, Chloe, he didn’t even ask for your name. Get over him,” I mumbled to myself and exhaled before opening the door to the restaurant and going in.

Theodore wasn’t hard to spot. He had a boyish grin on his face when he saw me walking to him.

He looked handsome but not in the way Vasili was.

“You look good,” Theodore complimented me when I sat down.

“So do you Theo,” I smiled.

He ordered a meal for us without even asking what I wanted, and I didn’t really like that.

But I didn’t say anything.

“So what is it you wanted to tell me?” I asked him when the waiter left us.

He exhaled deeply and rubbed his palms together.

It was like he was nervous about what he was about to tell me and that got me even more curious.

Then he said, “Marry me, Chloe Myer.”