This chapter contains sexual acts.
If you don't want to read them, just skip this chapter.
I know very early on but it's important for the rest of the story.
For those who want to read it: have fun and enjoy. ;)
You've been warned.
- Leonie :)

-3rd person pov.-

His brown eyes looked deep into her green ones. It felt like he stared right through her and into her soul. The distance between their lips became smaller and smaller with every fading second. His hands were softly placed on her hips which made her so insane.

Every touch, the tension between them, the hunger in their eyes, everything felt so surreal, almost like a long-awaited moment.

"Are you sure you want this? I could take you somewhere more private where we could enjoy ourselves even more.", he offered her.

She didn't know what it was. Was it the alcohol that gave her so much courage? Or was it because he was so fucking hot and she wanted to marry him? Probably the second under the influence of the first.

Olivia pulled him even closer to herself if that was even possible. Her heart was raising. Their lips were only a few millimeters apart, she could feel his warm breath on her lips. She wanted him. Here and now. She doesn't care if she'll regret it afterward.

"Shut up pretty boy and kiss me already.", she whispered seductively upon his lips.

He didn't need to be told twice.

His once soft expression turned into a surprised one but didn't last for long. Not until Olivia felt a pair of lips pressed onto hers seconds later.

Her heart skipped a beat. She enjoyed the feeling of finally being kissed again. It has been such a long time. His lips were rough but soft at the same time, it was an indescribable but wonderful feeling.

She stood there leaning against a wall and let a stranger kiss her. She thought about what her mother would have said at this moment. "How deep could a person sink".
Well, too bad she wasn't here.

After they broke apart to catch some air Olivia felt herself getting pulled into another sweet kiss. His lips tasted bitter from the cigarettes but sweet like vanilla, it was incredible.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and placed them on her butt. He gave it a quick squish, which made Olivia jump. He smirked amused into the kiss. It was driving her insane how he was teasing her just for fun. But she could do the same.

Her hands went to his. Slowly but decisively, she freed herself from his grip as she took his hands and made him let go of her after she broke up the kiss. Now there she was with an amused smile on her face.

She knew exactly what she would do to him as he did her.

"What is this?", he asked her but she ignored him.

With a smirk on her lips, Olivia pushed the man back on the bed. She wanted him to feel what she was feeling. She wanted him to feel what it meant to have to wait.

"Just be calm and enjoy the show.", was the only thing Olivia said to that.

The alcohol made her do things she would never do when she was sober. She would never do a striptease for a stranger. But the alcohol made her forget. He made her more relaxed and open. A stupid trait.

Slowly she began to move her hips back and forth, as she had done in the club. She placed her hands around his neck without breaking eye contact.

She saw how he had to pull himself together not to get up and ruining the moment.

"It's a dangerous place.", he said after leaning forward.

"What do you mean?"

"Your eyes, I can get lost in them.", he said.

Olivia had to grin. She had him wrapped around her finger. She loved that sense of control.

She stopped and got up on her feet and started to slowly undress with her back turned to him, painfully slowly.
He watched every little movement of the woman in front of him, he couldn't keep his eyes off her. He felt his pants getting tighter and tighter as well as his hunger for her grew more and more.

She started taking off her black high heels which made her look shorter but not less attractive. Her hands glide smoothly and softly over her skin and making him wait as long as possible.
Now she gently grabbed the zipper which was on the right side and started pulling it down as slowly as possible.

She was gonna make this night his most the most unforgettable one for him.

The zipper arrived at its destination and now Olivia slipped the straps off her shoulders. That's it. He couldn't wait any longer. He got up and walked up to her. He got behind her and hugged her from behind.

"You are so beautiful.", he said kissing her shoulder.

"Your face is stunning, and your body is a work of art. When I say the word beautiful, darling, know I mean it", he continued kissing the back of her neck up and down.

These words cut her completely off guard. She couldn't understand why he was saying such things. He then suddenly bit into her skin and sucked on that spot, leaving a hickey. A soft groan left her lips.

"Let's destroy this work of art, shall we?", he said before he pushed Olivia onto the bed.

She landed on her back, exactly how he wanted it. Olivia was in shock. She didn't know what just happened but enjoyed every second of it.

He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his well-built body. He noticed her staring and made his way in between her legs once again stealing her lips. This kiss was passionate, loving, and heated. Her lips fitted perfectly on his, like they were made for each other. The taste of alcohol didn't bother him or her at this point.

He bit into her lower lip so he could enter. Without thinking about it, she let his tongue in and their tongues began to dance wildly. Olivia knew she didn't stand a chance but it turned her on. He thought she was still wearing way too much. With a skillful movement of his hand, he removed her dress as if he had done it a thousand times before. To annoy him a bit, she pulled on his hair, causing him to moan into the kiss. Startled, he broke away from her and looked at her with a mischievous grin.

"What a naughty girl you are."

"I never said I was a good one.", she answered him and pulled him down to her.

She engaged him in another kiss. Next to him, she began to play with the collar of his pants. She didn't want to wait any longer and started to unbuckle his belt.

He felt his pulse rise as he followed her with his gaze. She wanted him. Now and he knew it but he wouldn't make it that easy for her. He pushed her down so she laid on her back. Olivia felt a warm tongue on her jawline gliding down her neck and even further. The air in the room became hotter and her nervousness grew even more.

As the tongue reached her nipple his hands glide down the sides of her upper body and supper at her stomach. He then started sucking on them which made Olivia whimper as she let some tears run down her face.

He loved seeing her so submissive, helpless, and weak. He loved playing with her feelings.

His hand made its way to her other nipple and massaged it while continuing the sucking on the previous one. She was a whimpering and moaning wreck at this point. There was no point in hiding her emotions when someone was playing with them as he does. She didn't want this moment to stop. It felt so good and the only way in showing it was in letting out those beautiful sounds escape her lips.

After he was finished with this part of her body, he made his way even further down.
His hands were now resting on her waist and Olivia wasn't even able to look down.

His tongue reached her lower stomach area but stopped as he felt her getting more and more impatient.

His right hand grabbed both of her hand wrists and held them firmly so he wouldn't lose control of her. His left hand opened her legs further apart and his tongue glided on the inside of her leg. Olivia threw her head back and her breathing began to get faster. After a few hickeys, he looked up to see the mess that he made of her.

He let go of her and took her chin to kiss her deeply. She didn't know what to do and just let him do his work. His tongue crept back into her mouth and he engaged her in another French kiss.

Not a second later Olivia felt his tip at her entrance. He began rubbing his tip against her entrance to see how she would react. It drove her insane. It made her see stars. It made her lift her pelvis and stretch it towards him. She was ready for him. But he wanted to keep playing with her. She wouldn't allow that. 

"Please, fuck me finally.", she whispered.

Olivia's heartbeat was racing and her head was free of any rational thoughts. She only had him on her mind. She only had this indescripeable good looking men in mind who layed over her and stretched everything out.

"As the princess wishes.", he whispered softly in her ear.

Without any warning he entered her. A gasp of astonishment escaped Olivia's lips. He didn't want to give her time to get used to his length. His thrusts were hard and sloppy from the beginning. But that didn't bother her. It caused an explosion of emotions in her. Again and again he got rid of her completely only to then penetrate even harder into her. Beads of sweat were visible on his stone and a few strands of hair were already sticking to his forehead. But he didn't care. His thrusts got faster and she got louder with each hit. The room was filled with their moans and the slapping of skin. You could smell the sweat and the sex.

"You .. are so ... damn tight .... fuuuck...", it came out of his mouth and seconds later he had kissed her.

He left her pussy once again only to then enter her again. It hit her sensitive spot, which made her whimper. When he noticed how weak she was getting, he grinned. He kept hitting her sensitive spot, which drove her crazy.

"Right there.", she got out somehow and he pushed deeper and deeper into her.

He hit her spot every time. Slowly Olivia felt that familiar tug in her abdomen and she knew it wasn't going to be long. She knew that she would come soon but until then she enjoyed every second.

He kept his pace. But he too would come soon. She was just a masterpiece of woman. Perhaps the most beautiful and the only one. Maybe the only one that gets him to be as weak as he is right now.

Both enjoyed every second they had left. Both knew that after this encounter they wouldn't see each other again.

She clutched her hands in his hair. She needed something to hold on to. Olivia felt the knot inside her begin to unravel. At exactly the same time, a loud moan escaped her.

"Fuck!", she called.

He refrained from making a sound. She had pulled at his hair. But that didn't upset him. It turns him on. It shows him that he can drive her crazy. How she was laying there under him, looking exhausted. A small but genuine smile crept onto his face.

He thrust into her a little faster. He sensed that it wouldn't be long now. He braced himself with his hands next to her and before he could do anything he felt himself erupt.

Without really speaking to each other, he layed down next to her and covered himself and her up. He was too tired and exhausted to explain to her now that she was only a one time thing. That could wait until tomorrow.