Their gazes locked from across the crowded lounge. It was intense and seemed to last for minutes, although it was a mere five seconds. Kristal tore her gaze away from him in guilt -she was here with her boyfriend after all. Jake sat next to her at the bar drinking his beer as he and Matt argued on who was going to win the basketball game. Kristal snorted. She could care less about some stupid basketball game on the screen. She wanted to flirt and have her boyfriend pay attention to her. Jake was undeniably hot, but there was just something missing. Kristal ignored that fact and decided to have a go at a relationship with him. What harm could it do to try, she thought. But months into the relationship, Kristal found herself regretting her decision. She needed someone intimidating, someone who would take control, to push her boundaries. Jake no longer satisfied her sexual needs -if he ever did. Their sex was predictable, although Kristal did make attempts to liven up the encounters. She just could not contain the frustration and emptiness she felt.
Kristal casually glanced to her left where the man was sitting in a booth near the wall with several other men. She discovered that he had already been staring at her. Her body instantly felt hot and it had everything to do with him. Kristal bit her bottom lip and gave him a small suggestive smile. He smirked in return and drank from his glass. Maybe it was whiskey or vodka. She loved seeing men drink hard liquor as if it was water. But the way this man did it, with such elegance and finesse, it made her wonder what other skills he had perfected. Kristal almost forgot about Jake. She turned to her boyfriend and found him in deep conversation with his friend, not caring enough to ask what it was they were discussing so seriously. Instead, Kristal decided it was the perfect opportunity to excuse herself.
“Hey,” she touched his arm, “I’m going to the washroom to make a phone call. Don’t worry if I take too long.”
“Sure babe,” Jake nodded curtly before turning back to his friend.
Kristal made her way through the crowd and passed by the mystery man’s booth. He seemed all too aware of her passing by and stared at her. Kristal felt her body tingle as she walked down the hallway to the washroom. Apparently, going to the washroom would be a journey considering the signs which directed her to go down the stairs and make all sorts of turns. She decided she could use this to her benefit in case Mr. Handsome decided to follow her. Kristal felt a surge of anxiety course through her. What if he didn’t come after her? What then? She certainly didn’t want to openly rejected. Kristal was sure the look she gave him as she passed by his booth was conspicuous enough for him to know what she wanted. Seemingly lost in her own thoughts as she walked slowly down the halls, she heard faint footsteps which got louder as the person walked. Kristal knew it had to be a man by the sounds of the footsteps, she just hoped it was him.
“Hey,” the man’s deep voice stopped Kristal in her tracks. She turned around slowly to face the mystery man himself. He had stopped walking and was only a few steps away from her.
“Hi,” Kristal replied almost breathlessly. The man’s lips curled up into a soft smile, there was a glimmer in his green eyes.
“I didn’t get your name.” He came closer.
“It’s Kristal,” she smiled and anxiously brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. When the hell had she become timid?
“I’m Jett.” He didn’t try to shake her hand, that would have been ridiculous considering the circumstances. They stood just inches apart, eyeing one another.
“Was that your boyfriend you were with at the bar?” Jett asked inquisitively.
“Yes.” Unfortunately. Jett only nodded while eyeing her body. She was glad she had decided to wear a tight black dress with high wedged sandals. She knew she looked hot.
“You’re very beautiful, Kristal,” his tone was genuine and his eyes never strayed from hers.
“Thank you,” Kristal’s heart raced at his compliment. She smiled before turning and walking toward the empty handicap washroom. Kristal heard his footsteps following closely behind and she smiled wickedly. Yes. She walked inside the spacious room and he quickly closed the door behind him. Jett turned her body so that he had Kristal pinned to the door. A small gasp escaped her lips before his hot mouth was on hers. Kristal held his shoulders to steady herself and took delight in the feel of his hard muscles. Jett was a phenomenal kisser. His tongue probed at the right time, his lips firm yet soft. Jett cupped her aching breasts, hissing when he freed them out of her bra. Kristal moaned softly as he captured one of her nipples in his mouth.
“Is this what you want, dirty girl?”
“Yes,” she sighed as she rested her head against the door.
“You like that?” He kissed her breasts, “you want more?”
“I want it all,” Kristal breathed and looked up into his eyes. He seemed lost for a moment as he stared back at her. “We don’t have much time.”
“We’ll make the most of it,” Jett said before pulling down his pants and sheathing himself with a condom. Kristal’s body ached from her pent up arousal. She wanted him -no- needed him inside her. By the way Jett held her, she sensed his need too. “I can’t wait to feel your walls wrap around me,” Jett growled as he guided Kristal’s hips toward the counter sink. It was by far the most erotic thing a man has ever said to her. Jett turned her so she was facing the mirror and he stood behind her. Kristal’s body trembled at the realization that he was going to take her from behind, while she watched him in the mirror. Fuck.
Jett lifted the hem of her dress up to her waist and pushed Kristal’s thong to the side. His massive erection rested at against her ass and she pushed back against it. A low growl fell from his lips and he pushed on her back so she could arch it.
“Watch me while I fuck you nice and hard. Don’t you dare look away,” Jett’s tone was commanding and made her shiver with excitement. Kristal locked her eyes on him in the mirror and felt his engorged cock slide all the way inside her in one stroke. She released a moan and closed her eyes, her head falling back. He was so big. He felt perfect. Catching her off-guard, Jett grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged her head back hard.
“I didn’t say you could close your eyes,” Jett chastised as he began to pump harder and faster inside her. Kristal moaned, her lips parted, her brows furrowed. But she somehow managed to keep her eyes open and watch him in the mirror. She studied his features; from his beautiful green eyes and chiseled jawline, to his wavy brown hair.
“Don’t stop, please, I’m so close,” Kristal panted as she felt her orgasm steadily building. The pleasure was so intense, it was bordering on painful. His hands traveled to her breasts where he tugged on her erect nipples. Kristal let out a small moan followed by more panting.
“Why the hell would I stop?” Jett smirked. “Your pussy’s made for me,” he said as he rested his chest on her back and drilled himself deeper inside. His large hand curled around her throat and gripped it firmly.
“Ugh! Fuck!” Kristal cried out as she exploded beneath him. Her body trembled and shook violently as her orgasm took over. She felt her legs buckle beneath her and almost fell before he held her tighter.
“I got you, angel.” Jett breathed against her neck as his strokes faltered.
He pressed open-mouthed kisses to her nape and shoulder, making Kristal melt all over again. His body soon became tense and she knew he was close to his own release. After a few more strokes, he came with a deep sigh. He eased out of her slowly before flushing the condom out in the toilet and readjusting his clothes. Kristal took the time to recover, pull up her thong, and fix her dress. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror and wondered if anyone would be able to tell she had just had possibly the hottest sex of her life. But then again, Kristal didn’t much care. She felt high and her body hummed with excitement. She turned around to face Jett and wasn’t sure what to say. Thank you? Was that even appropriate?
“I should probably go.” She smiled at him hesitatingly.
“Yes, you probably should.” He smirked. “Wouldn’t want to keep your man waiting.” He was fully grinning now. Shit, if he wasn’t so hot she would have slapped that grin right off his face.
“Right,” she said sarcastically before reaching for the doorknob.
“Wait,” Jett held her arm.
“What?” She turned to look at him.
“I want to see you again.”
“Because I do,” he shrugged.
“I don’t think that’s -” but he cut her off before she could continue.
“I’m not letting this go,” Jett’s tone was firm. She couldn’t deny that she wanted to see him again too. That was the best encounter of her life. Kristal recited her number to him and said goodbye.
“You’ll be hearing from me.” Were his last words before she left.