Alain smirked at his artwork on her collarbone. He helped her to remove the dress and unclasp her bra revealing her big boobs. The nipples were already constricted in sensitivity. She loudly moaned and threw her head back on his shoulder the moment his lips touched those. It was soft and almost melted in his mouth. The taste was an elixir for him.

The girl unwrapped his towel, freeing his hardened dick from the bindings. His erection sprang and hit her clit the moment the towel slid down his waist. The room became steamier. Alain picked her up while hungrily kissing her swollen lips and took her to bed.

He threw her on the mattress quite harshly and retrieved a condom at a lightning speed. Her ebony hair was sprawled on the bed. She bit her lips and giggled as her hooded eyes were fixed on his chocolate bar-like abs. "So... fucking... sexy," She gasped.

"It's just the beginning, kitten." He purred before positioning himself over her pelvis. He noticed another devil wings tattoo on her lower chest. He sensually brushed his precum-covered dick on her clit. The panties were already soaking wet which turned him on even more.

"Fuck me already!" She begged as her eyes rolled back in pleasure. Alain pulled down her panties and spanked her smooth ass. He licked two of his fingers before inserting them in her pussy. Her toes curled and she mewled in ecstasy as his finger kept on hitting her sensitive point.

When she was stretched enough Alain immediately replaced his fingers with his throbbing dick. Her walls perfectly fitted around him. He couldn't help but let out a moan of satisfaction. He had never got such a great fuck before. He slowly pulled out only to slam it inside again with greater force.

Her body jerked up at the first hit. She almost sat up but Alain pushed her back on the bed. He tightly held her wrists together and kept on ramming her core, the pleasured girl squirming under his towering body. Her screams and his moans harmonized in a tune of lust.

Alain's hold around her wrist painfully tightened as he felt her walls clenching around his member. Both were reaching their climax. She kept on gasping and mewling until she came. He immediately pulled out and discarded the condom. He stroked it a few more times until strings of semen spread all over her naked pelvis.

He glanced at her now almost closed eyes indicating she would fall asleep very soon. She looked relaxed as if a long time of accumulated tension was vented out. He had to admit it was the best one-night stand he had. All his professional stress evaporated in an instant. After all the girl wasn't only just a nuisance. He threw a blanket over her naked body after cleaning his whites with a tissue. Then he grabbed his clothes and left the room.

The sun rose to mark the beginning of a fresh day. Alain made two cups of coffee and knocked on the door. On getting permission from the other side, he walked inside and kept the cups on the table. "Did we do it last night?" A tired feminine voice reached his ears.

Alain straightened his spine and hummed in response as if it was a very normal thing. His biceps were slightly visible above his skin-tight sweatshirt. She was still covered by the blanket and Alain tried to ignore her sexy body. "Fuck! I am so sorry for bothering you!" She grabbed her hair in frustration.

"Try not to drink out of your tolerance next time instead of apologizing." He replied without emotion, "Besides you were good."

She abruptly stopped pulling her hair and stared at him for a few seconds before sighing. "I'll keep that in mind. Can you please pass my dress?" She requested pointing at the red one-piece fallen on the floor.

"People will gawk at you if you wear that during the day." He rummaged through his wardrobe and took out a hoodie and a pair of trousers. "Here. Wear this instead."

She was taken aback by his  actions, "I- it's okay-"

"Just wear it already." He cut her off and shoved it in her hands. "The sooner your leave the earlier I'll be able to go to the office."

She nodded without arguing as he left the room reminding her to drink the coffee. She knew he was pissed as she was well acquainted with her drunken state. She did things that were not quite prestigious. She shouldn't have tried to compete with the best drinker in the club.

The clicking of the door caught Alain's attention. He was already in his formal suit, ready to leave for work. The girl came out of his room dressed in his casuals. He couldn't deny the fact that she looked sexy even in oversized robes. Her blue eyes trailed from his face down to his toe until they rested upon his chocolate brown icicles. He visibly gulped before tearing off his graze in discomfort. Fucking her last night seemed easier than facing her sober self now.

"Thank you for ... umm last night. I should get going." She said in a voice that was graver than usual girls. Alain acknowledged her with a quick nod. She opened the door of his apartment and wore her shoes. He kept on shamelessly staring at her thick ass until she stood straight. The last night's scenario resurfaced in his mind making his cheeks go red.

It was finally the time when she would be out of his house as well as his life. Once she walks out, she would become a stranger. A stranger with some blurry memories of a drunken night. Afterall, she was just his one-night stand.

"Wait!" Alain's mouth worked faster than his brain. The girl was frozen on her feet. She turned around and waited for him to continue. He was sure not the type of guy to drop her home when she was just an unwanted guest in his house. "You didn't mention your name."

"Geneva Wilson."

"Alain Foster."

Geneva's lips tugged up to form a smirk as she walked out without closing the door behind her.

Alain had to go to Seattle for a business meeting the next day. Geneva's existence was almost erased from his mind as he indulged himself more in work. Life began oscillating between work and home for Alain. Sometimes he remembered her pleasured expression while visiting the club or maybe during the lonely nights on his bed but the thoughts went away sooner than they came.

Another tiring Saturday night, Alain found himself sipping the alcohol in the bar. The friend he was supposed to meet had ditched him for his new girlfriend. He had sent him money for drinks as an apology. The rich beer burned down his throat giving him a feeling of relaxation from the tiredness. He leaned his back on the counter as his hooded eyes traveled around the entire club.

The lights danced from red to blue alternatively. The DJ was extra loud and the club was more crowded than on weekdays. A group of girls was fooling around at the rightmost corner. His eyes also caught two of them some distance away, secretly making out. Lesbians and Gays were very common in the city, another trait of New York that Alain loved. His hometown was still a bit homophobic. Suddenly a scream caught his ears. A blonde male had picked up a fight with a black man. Both were drunk and probably belonged to the same group of friends who tried to separate them. A few couples were scattered here and there, feasting on their partner's face. Alain closed his eyes and bopped his head to 'Stay' by Justin Bieber until a shift in the air caught his attention.

He opened his eyes only to discover familiar blue eyes staring at him. Her lips were cherry red and her cheeks slightly blushed pink. Her black hair was let loose on her back. This time she wore a more covered dress than before, though it still revealed her thighs. "Geneva?"

"Alain."

"We meet again." She sipped her drink.

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