DAWN.
I don't know how the fuck we did it but right now, I'm inside the car or we are both inside the car and I can't keep my own fucking hands to myself.
Oh, God! I don't know what the hell I'm doing and neither am I thinking straight but I know that I love what he's doing. With his hands, his fingers, his mouth. Everything. I fucking love the way my body feels in his arms and I can't stop, I don't even want to stop. Instead, I want more.
He finally pulls away from me, staring at me as I straddle his laps and I stare right back at him.
Now, I can finally have a good view of his face.
His hair is pushed to the back and his eyes are a deep shade of brown with some glints of grey dancing around them. They look so captivating and I find myself getting drawn to him.
Without thinking twice about it, I lace my fingers through his hair and he lets out a soft sigh as if he had been waiting all night for me to do that.
I begin to slowly move my hips against his laps, my body moving without my consent and I know it's the alcohol working in my system but I don't think I regret a damn thing. At least not now.
"Fuck!"
He groans as my hips move against his erection that's practically poking me.
His lips fall on mine and I don't waste another second before I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back.
The kiss is slow and intoxicating at first but then it picked up the pace and he kisses me rougher, harder. His hands roam around my entire body that all thoughts immediately vanishes from my mind, going down the drain.
His hand brushes up to my ass, rubbing circles around it at the same time his lips meet with the skin of my neck and I let out a soft moan shamefully.
His lips trail down my neck and I allow my head to fall to the back as he trails kisses down my neck before he rests his lips on my cleavage that's slightly showing through the dress.
He stills his movement for a moment and I raise my head to stare at him, he's staring right back at me. An emotion that I can't point out across his face but I'm too drunk into what's happening right now to start figuring out what's wrong.
I open my mouth to say something but almost immediately he brushes my dress up, his finger rubbing against my inner thigh and the words I had wanted to spill out go down my throat as I let out a small gasp.
He doesn't take his eyes away from me as he brushes the dress further up with his fingers moving higher into my inner thigh while my fingers remain laced in his hair which is awesomely soft against my touch.
"Oh, God!"
I whimper, moans sliding through my throat as he rubs me through the thin material of my pant, never for once breaking eye contact with it and that only drove me even higher and turned me on even more.
I feel him move the pant to the side before he slides one finger inside me and I groan, arching my back against the steering wheel, a loud moan erupting from my throat.
He works his fingers faster inside of me, pumping in and out and I feel the slight sting that comes along with it but I endure it all for the pleasure that comes with it.
It drives me high and higher and higher till I can't handle it anymore and I can feel my high coming.
He doesn't stop, he keeps going. Circling, rubbing, slapping, pumping in and out.
I find myself in a state of daze, I'm trapped and there's nothing I can do as I remain utterly and completely at the mercy of the stranger that's staring at me right now with his finger buried deep inside of me
He adds another finger and goes slowly at first when I wince slightly at the pain.
He doesn't say anything but just stare at me, almost as if he could read me and after some minutes, he picks up pace. Driving me higher to my pleasure and completely insane.
I can feel my body about to erupt and just when I'm about to get to my high, he pulls completely away from me and I finally come out from the daze that I'm in, staring at him in complete shock and wondering what the hell just happened.
Without saying anything, he moves me off his laps and starts the car, speeding up faster than normal and I can feel my stomach clutching at the fact that this isn't the end.
He plans on doing a lot more and I plan on letting him in, even when I have no idea of what I'm doing.
I don't take note of my surroundings or where we are, I'm too deep inside his throat to care about that as he kisses me against the door and tries to open the door at the same time.
He finally manages to open the door and he closes it back, slamming me against the door as his lips move all over my body.
His hands go over my thighs and he lifts them, wrapping my legs around his waist before slowly moving back and the next thing I feel is my back against the soft material.
***
I groan as I stand up and hold my head between my hands.
Damn! My head hurts like crazy, terribly crazy and I have such a headache.
I sigh as I stare down at myself to see that I'm naked. Entirely naked except for the duvet which is covering me.
What the hell happened? Why am I naked? When did aunt remove my clothes without me even noticing?
I look around my room, only to discover that my room isn't my room and my mouth falls open as I stare around the place.
Oh my god! This isn't my room! What the hell! What the hell has happened here? How the hell am I here? What the fuck am I doing here? Where is this place?
So many questions run through my mind as I try to remember what the hell could be the reason that I'm here, on a strangers bed and naked.
I try to put the pieces together and the last thing I remember is going to the club with my friends and allowing myself to get loose. Drowning down drinks. I remember going up to the dance floor to dance and I... I can remember dancing against someone. I can't remember their face and I can't remember what the hell happened after that.
Oh, God! What the fuck have I done?
I slam my hand against my cheek, shaking my head and looking around to see my clothes scattered across the floor.
I let out a sigh as I try standing up and I wince at the pain that shoots through me. As if on cue, my eyes widened immediately and I stare down at myself.
Oh, God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my fucking God! I can't... This isn't... Oh, God! I didn't... I⦠I didn't...I didn't have sex with a stranger, did I? I couldn't have, I mean I couldn't have but then who the hell am I kidding? The evidence is all around.
Oh god! I just had a one night stand with someone.
And not just anyone! A stranger I don't even know and now, that stranger isn't here anymore.
He probably flew away after getting what he wants from me.
Oh god! I'm so stupid!
Tears roll down my cheeks as I drop down to the floor with my head between my hands.
Just one night. One night has destroyed my entire life.
DAWN. I sigh before pushing the books into my locker before closing it, slamming it may be a little too louder than I intend because some of the students along the hallway turn to look at me before turning back to whatever it is they were doing before when they discovered it isn't something interesting to watch. I lay my back against my locker, unwanted thoughts threatening to invade my mind once again but I'm quick to shake my head before turning back and taking the long hallway that leads to the garden, of course, my novel clutched tightly to my chest as my life depends on it. After the party two weeks ago, I have learnt my lesson about partying and getting drunk and I'm never doing such a stupid thing in my life ever again. I had eventually gone home when I couldn't find the stranger where he had left me. He must have fled before I even woke up. After all, it's just a one night stand
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Dawn's POVI'm staring at him, I want to stop and ask him who the hell he is and what the hell I'm doing here but it seems almost as if those words got caught up right in my throat because I can't form a single one of them and I'm just staring at him.His eyes are so mesmerizing that they took me in immediately mine met with them and now, I just can't look away.He stares right back at me, his eyes trailing around my body, examining me as if I'm some kind of project he's trying to figure out.He takes yet another step closer to me and I suck in a harsh breath, I don't know why I did that but I did anyways."I see you're finally awake."He mutters as the edge of his lips tugs up a little bit and is that a smirk? Is a smirking at me right now?Almost as if I had just realized what's happening around me, I jot out of my eyes raping section and scowl at him
Dawn's POVI stare at him and he stares right back at him. I try to search his face to see if he's joking but he doesn't look like he is one bit and I'm quite taken back.What could he possibly need my help with? It's just ridiculous that he would ever need my help with anything."What do you mean?"Okay, I know that isn't exactly the question I should have asked. I should have probably ask him about what he needs my help with but I still can't believe that he does needs my help.He shakes his head at me in response and just when he's about to say something, a knock comes to the door.I turn to look at the door before turning back to gaze at the stranger that's standing in front of me. I don't even know who he is yet."Sirβ¦"The voice comes from the other side of the door and he mutters for whoever the person is to come in.The door slide
DAWNI sigh as I stare up at the house, my heart beating faster against my chest.For some reason, I know that what's behind this door is my Aunt pacing up and down, an angry expression across her face as she fumes and wonders where the hell I've been.I stare down at the phone in my hand. The men that kidnapped me had just given me and there were tones of missed calls from her.She must have called my friends too because they also left some calls and texts. Even Kira texted me, but her text was detailed in a way that shows she's most definitely still angry at me.What do I tell her right now when I walk through that door?Where will I say I went to? What do I say I was doing?I let out a breath, deciding just standing here and staring at the door isn't going to do me any justice so bracing up the confidence that I hope is still left in me, I push the door open after
DAWN"Okay guys, that's all for today. Catch you all later."The teacher says as the bell rings. She grabs her books and walks out of the class and just like it has always been, the class erupts in chattering as soon as she steps out of the door while I sigh before grabbing my bag and stuffing my books into it, my eyes consciously going around the room to search for Kira.She's sitting at the far end of the class, even farther away from me. She really means it when she says it's over, and she isn't going to speak to me until I tell her what's going on.It has been two days, and she hasn't even bother to speak to me, although the last two days were weekends, she's always at my place to spend some time with me, unfortunately she didn't come. Even when I had called her, she didn't pick my call, and I'm almost tempted to tell her.Oh, God!. I do want to tell her. I want to tell her everything, I want t
DAWNMy heart is thumping against my chest as I stare at him, he's staring right back at me, and everything else feels so small. I can feel the heat rising up around my cheeks, and I have no idea why. Maybe for the fact that he seems to be only staring at me or maybe for the fact that, I can't seem to take my eyes away from him either.What the hell is he doing here? Why the hell is he here? God! I hope he isn't here for what I think he is. He couldn't possibly be here for me, could he?There's no way in hell that's possible, why the hell would he be here for me but again, I don't think there's any other reason for him to be here, and he did say it yesterday that the discussion isn't over.*Oh em gee. I can't believe it's Ryder, Ryder Smith is fucking here! Right in our school, like what the fuck is he doing here? I don't even care, and I can't stop staring at him.The girls around me squeals, and
DAWNAm I making the right or the wrong choice? I have absolutely no idea, but right now, everyone's eyes is on me as I walk towards his car with Ryder trailing behind me. My friends are all staring at me, probably wondering what the fuck I'm doing, and I know I'm in for a whole load of questions when I see them again which I'm sure would be pretty soon.I still don't understand what's going on, and why it seems like everyone here knows exactly who he is, with the girls trying to touch him or get to him as we walk by, but the heavy huge men are blocking the way.I recognize one of them as the one that kidnapped me the last time, and others I don't even know.He keeps looking around as we walk towards the car as if he's scared of something, and that makes me feel uneasy nevertheless, I walk inside the car.So, making my decision. I thought about this.One, what will make a guy that