Dark Desires: Genesis (2 page)

Vlad
could only smirk at her; she was a daring amateur. This was definitely not her kind
of night, lacking the finesse he had experienced from the women who were into
hook-ups. She tried to mask it with her faux confidence however it was still
evident to him, he’d engaged in this sort of play often enough. Yet he had to
give it to her. She was set to see this through and he couldn’t be more
pleased. “Of course, I will leave you satisfied from my personal selection of
a… banquet.” He finished. He couldn’t remember the last time he used witty
banter to flirt with a woman. It invigorated him with a surge of desire to
deflower this virgin in this particular dance.

As
she pushed her chair back and picked up her purse, Vlad took her hand in his, leading
them to the elevator. Once the bank arrived he ushered her in and followed
closely behind pressing the button to his floor then moving to stand behind
her, pulling her body flush against his chest.

Val
could feel something large, hard and hot pressing against her lower back.
Fuck
he seems big, hopefully not too big. I would like to mitigate the walk of shame
by not limping out of here
. At that moment she thought of Rehan and his
cock. How it was thick enough to stretch her but it didn’t elicit any pain and
how he was the perfect length ensuring she felt full - complete. She had never
considered marriage but in retrospect she could have married him. He was the
type of man that would indeed make the perfect husband. She shut her eyes and
leaned back into Vlad, mentally chastising herself for the internal turmoil she
kept putting herself through. Why couldn’t she stop thinking about him and just
let go.

Vlad
looked down at Val’s upturned face. She had shut her eyes and he thought she
had the look of an angel. Her dark lashes rested on her cheeks under perfectly
arched eyebrows and her sensuously full lips were in a natural pout. She was
definitely his type regardless of whether he knew it before if his erection had
anything to say about it. Staring at her heaving breasts as she breathed he
felt himself thicken. He wondered what she was thinking about and what her
motivation would be to spend a night of uninhibited passion with a man she
hardly knew. She most certainly was not lacking in the looks department and
could have found someone more open to caring for her beyond one night. He
quickly dismissed his line of thought and focused on the here and now. If she
needed a fuck then he was more than willing and able to provide. Too bad for
Sam or whoever the fuck else had her in mind. Tonight she would be his in every
carnal way that was conceivable. When the elevator dinged to announce their
arrival he lifted his hand to stroke her cheek. She opened her brown eyes to
stare into his blue. “We’re here; I hope you’re ready” he simply stated.

Once
they arrived on the correct floor, Vlad led her out of the elevator and to the
door that would grant access to his suite. Val’s heart had picked up its pace
again at the daunting task that lay ahead of her. If she was going to back out,
now would be the time to do so but her voice failed her, the distinct click of
the door closing and locking barred her escape.
Okay stay calm it’s not like
you’ve never done this before. Different guy same procedure, it’s really no big
deal. People do this all the time. Sexually liberated women imbibe on their
carnal desires and you are that sexually liberated woman!
She mentally
coached herself in an effort to go through with this.

Vlad
approached from behind as he made his way towards her. She felt him put his
large hands on her shoulders and felt his hot breath as he leaned down to give
her neck soft open mouthed kisses. She felt a warm glow run through her at the
simple action and her tension began the thaw. His hand moved to the zip resting
higher up her back and she heard it give way along her body. Her heart hammered
hard against her chest but this time it was not on account of trepidation but
rather excitement. When the zip finished its opening path down the entire
length of her dress, Vlad pushed the straps off her shoulders and the material
gave way from her body. He took a step back and looked at her form from behind.
Her back was toned yet remained feminine; the curve in her spin was a tease to
the supple firm roundness of her ass. Her legs were toned perfection, from her
thighs to her calves, which were only enhanced by the fuck-me-heels she still
adorned. He stepped forward with the intention to get a frontal view only for
her to cross her arms over her chest. Placing his hands gently on her waist he
spun her around to face him and ran his hands over her arms and wrapped them
around her wrists in an attempt to see what she was hiding.

Val
was steadfast in her attempt to keep her breasts covered. They were the one
thing she was self-conscious about. Try as she might, neither diet nor exercise
could diminish her D cups even when she’d dropped her weight to a dangerous low
of 110lbs. They remained perky due to the stringent exercise routine she’d
taken on but in her view they were obnoxiously large compared to everything
else, not to mention the constant wardrobe manoeuvring she had to do in order
to accommodate the larger than life organisms that had firmly attached
themselves to her chest. She hadn’t planned on sharing her insecurities with a
complete stranger – another oversight she could contribute to her plan for
tonight. She felt the strength in Vlad’s grip and her arms gave up the fight.
She braced herself for his reaction. He couldn’t hurt her, embarrass her maybe,
even knock her down a notch in the self-image department but the feelings of
emotional hurt had solely been attributed to one man that would not be
mentioned by name anymore.

Vlad
felt her grip loosen and stretched out her arms to get a view of what she so
desperately tried to hide. She was gifted and he could appreciate these
particular assets as he was most definitely a breast-man. They were round and
large, more than a handful, topped with dark chocolate nipples. Their size was
accentuated by her small frame and flat stomach, especially where her waist
dipped in slightly. She definitely worked out. “Are they real?” he heard
himself ask, lacking any tact in his question. He was a blunt man and never
thought better of it.

If
Val could blush, she would be doing so right now. She was mortified at his
question. She felt the signs of embarrassment with the heat that rushed to the
tips of her ears and began to suffuse her face. “Yes, but I’m going to get them
reduced later this year” she replied. She turned around and picked up her dress
feeling utterly ashamed. She couldn’t do this. Her confidence was already on
shaky ground and she wasn’t about to let some random man incinerate what little
there was left.

“Why?”
she heard him ask.

“What?”
she asked in confusion, she turned around to face him with her dress clutched
to her chest.

“Why
do you want to reduce them?”

“They
are just too much for me.”

“I
think they look good on you.”

Vlad
could see that this was a sore topic but he was never a man for feeling or
sentiment so he wasn’t about to coddle her with sweet nothings, he spoke the
truth. Sure she had breasts larger than most but she had the natural gift that
countless women paid thousands for. He could sense she was pulling back so he
stepped closer to her, reached down to lift her up, placing his hands under her
ass and parting her thighs to rest them on his waist. Instinctively she wrapped
her arms around his neck as he carried her to the bedroom, hearing her shoes
drop along the way. He dumped her unceremoniously on the bed; quickly
recovering she climbed under the sheets while he began to undress. He toed off
his own shoes unbuttoned his shirt and then divested himself of his slacks and
boxers.

Val
could not help but give his naked body a quick appraisal. He was spectacular to
say the least. His biceps bulged out, his chest stood firm and proud showcasing
a tattoo she could not decipher with its calligraphy writing. His abdominal
muscles were ripped, framed by the deep V line that guided her eyes to his cock
which stood firm, long and thick with his arousal. His legs were long with
thickly corded thigh muscles that held his powerful form.

He
climbed onto the bed and crawled over her body. Looking into her eyes he saw
the hesitancy etched on her face but hadn’t missed her assessing glare when he
got naked. He placed his one hand on her chest while using the other to support
his weight. “You have nothing to hide” he stated matter-of-factly before he
ripped the bedsheet off her body, the offending material was shielding her from
his view. Before she could protest he leaned down and kissed her.
We’ve
talked way too much for my liking angel and the only sound I want to hear out
of you from this point on is the moans and screams that I will induce.

Once
his lips landed on hers, Val knew she wasn’t going anywhere. She felt her toes
curl and her body sing as he explored the crevice of her mouth. She lifted her
arms to wrap around his neck, falling into the natural routine of the age old
mating ritual. She ran her hands through his hair that was silky to the touch
and tugged on it while giving his lips a nip with her teeth. He grunted his
approval and lowered his body onto hers shifting his weight to his forearms.
She felt his hand cup her breast and his fingers squeeze her nipple before
sliding along her torso and down to the waist band of her thong. He then pulled
away from her mouth and continued kissing his way down her body; her neck, her
shoulder, her right nipple and then the left, down her stomach – all were
graced by his warm breath and soft lips. He then stopped and pealed the thong
from her hips and down her legs before depositing it on the floor.

Vlad
sat back on his haunches and looked at the unobstructed view of her body. She
was perfect and looked almost angelic with the background of the white bedding
she laid atop. He could feel his erection begin to throb with need as his
desire to be buried in her grew to a fervent pitch. He reached over to the side
drawer of the dresser next to the bed and pulled out a condom. Ripping it open
and rolling it over his throbbing member, he could feel her assessing on his
manhood, he hoped she was impressed – all the women he’d ever encountered were.
He would make this round a soft one. She was skittish and new to this
experience which is why he would grant her this one concession, after that he
would be hard and relentless in his passions.

He
placed his hands on her breasts, testing their weight. They certainly were a
handful if you compared his large masculine hands to her dainty ones. He
squeezed them together and leaned down to pull one nipple into his mouth,
rolling it around his tongue and then sucking on it hard before delivering the
same attention to the other. They were soft and warm. He had bedded many women
before and could confidently write an anthology on bosoms based on his
conquests. These were definitely real - there was no feel of silicone or the
masterful cuts along her skin that he had seen on other women. He sucked even
harder at this thought and elicited a moan from her. Reaching down between her
thighs he found her wet and proceeded to spread the slick juices from her slit
up to her clit. He rubbed gently in a circle and felt her body arch up in
response to his ministrations as her heart rate accelerated. He removed his
mouth from her protruding chest and she fell back on the bed panting, her eyes
half closed with desire. He covered her body with his and aligned his cock for
entry. He pushed into her but only managed to get the tip in before her cavern
closed in around him, preventing further entry. “Has it been a while for you”
he questioned with regard to her tightness.

“No-
” she breathed “you’re just a bit bigger than I’m used to” Val said, she didn’t
miss the smirk that played on his lips. He was larger than her ex and she could
only hope he wouldn’t put her on bed rest. He leaned down and kissed her,
caressing her body as he began to withdraw and re-enter, going deeper with
every stroke. Vlad deepened the kiss by sucking her tongue into his mouth and
plunged himself to the hilt. She gasped at the feeling of fullness she
experienced. Her eyes locked onto his when he stilled above her, a silent
understanding passed between them, he was waiting for her signal to continue
once she was used to his girth. After a few deep breaths, she nodded for him to
proceed. He was slow with his thrusts. Drawing himself completely out of her
before moving back in, again and again. After a few minutes of this he
increased the tempo with harder and faster thrusts. She felt heat radiating
throughout her body and the fringes of her climax begun at her toes. Suddenly
he flipped onto his back and pulled her body on top of his without breaking
their connection. Val felt him deeper this way and when he began the jackhammer
rhythm that consistently hit her G-spot, she came after a few strokes.

Vlad
felt the spasms of her core gripping his dick in an incessant rhythm. He felt
his balls draw up and finally allowed himself release- shooting his load into
the latex. He stroked her back as she lay on his chest breathing hard. “We’re
not done yet” he stated in case she decided to fall asleep. He rolled her back
onto the bed and stood up, removing the used condom to dispose of before
reaching in the drawer and taking out two more. He put one on and grabbed a
hold of her ankle dragging her body to the edge of the bed. “Get on your hands
and knees” he commanded and she complied by setting her body in his requested
position. He placed his hand on her lower back deepening the arch she was in.
This was definitely his preferred position for her, it showcased her perfectly
rounded ass and he could see her pussy lips glistening with her essence. If she
were his he would have tasted her however, he held back as a precaution. Giving
oral sex for him was never as pleasurable as receiving and he reserved that
pleasure for women that became regulars and explicitly asked for it.

He
placed his cock at her entrance and plunged in to the hilt. This time his entry
was a lot smoother than the first, each thrust he gave cushioned by her ample
backside. He grabbed a hold of her waist to anchor him and began a relentless
pace. She moaned almost immediately and began shouting profanities as he
continued to take her from behind. He felt her tunnel begin to pulse and she
weakened, shifting her weight forward to rest on her forearms with her head
bowed on the sheets.
What a sweet little angel. This tight little pussy is definitely
heaven. She even looks like she’s praying…
And with that thought he
exploded for a second time.

Val
couldn’t take anymore, her pussy was throbbing and she felt like she’d just run
a marathon. He was good at what he did alright but if he didn’t stop he was
going to destroy her. When he pulled out she crawled to the other side of the
bed and meekly requested that they take a break. She was glad he relented;
instead of opening the third condom he had in his hand, he nodded his assent
dropping it back on the side drawer before switching off the lights and getting
into bed on the opposite side. She hadn’t accounted for a number of things that
happened tonight but the no cuddling rule she had in mind was mutually adhered
to. Even if he did try it with her in an effort to be a cordial lover for the
night, she would have moved away from his advances.

Val
lay in the afterglow of her satiated body. She felt tired and sore but it was a
good kind of exhaustion and a good kind of pain. She hadn’t thought of her ex
since Vlad put his hands on her and that was exactly what she needed. Feeling
satisfied with the events of the night she wanted to head back home and go to
sleep in her own bed. She waited for Vlad to fall asleep before she got out of
his bed and tip toed her way to find her discarded garments starting with her
underwear on the floor. She grabbed her shoes off the floor on her way to the
sitting area where she had left her purse. Getting dressed as quickly as she
could, sans heels she exited the apartment and hoped the sound of the door
closing hadn’t woken him up. The last thing she needed was a pathetic plethora
of excuses that came the morning after a one night stand.

Once
inside the elevator Val put on her shoes and tried to straighten herself out as
much as she could. She thought of what her appearance portrayed and cursed for
not checking a mirror before leaving the suite, but the thought of staying in
Vlad’s suite for a minute longer had her accepting the judgement of any
stranger that may cross her path as she made her exit out of the hotel and his
life. She quickly walked out of the lobby and was grateful that cabs were lined
up outside the hotel doors. She climbed into one and gave the driver her
address before relaxing in the seat, she thought of tonight and her new
experience.