A Night With My Sister's Fiance

~Lena

Raw desires. Selfish longing. That was all I felt towards the stranger beneath me.

It was one of those wild nights I always didn't miss having. As usual,I managed to get hands on a dangerously hot guy and my thoughts about him knowing just how to pleasure women weren't false. Forget the mask he had on, his perfect physiques isn't something you would forget in a hurry. The whole alpha male aura oozing off him was enough to bring a bazillion women on their knees. I'd gladly be the one leading those women because I could turn down everything,but not a taste of the paradise I was receiving.

His tongue plunged in deep into my pussy as I rode his face recklessly,screams falling out impulsively. I could feel an orgasm fast approaching when he flipped us over, undoing his pants.

I cursed loudly, impatience surging through me.

"Patience, Baby doll,"his sultry voice rang through the room as he got rid of his trousers with his briefs following.

My thighs squeezed on each other on having the raw view of his monster. The thought of having a cock as huge as that inside of me was maddening.

"Please,"I whimpered involuntarily.

"Desperate, are we?"a low chuckle accompanied his words. "Turn around,get on your hands and knees."

I obeyed without a word being said and without warning,he plunged his cock deep into me, fucking me into Oblivion.

For a girl like me who's had her own fair share of men on her bed, I knew fully well who was well skilled and who was not. And this man? My oh my. He's the type I'd kill to have inside of me all the days of my fucked up life.

"Faster.....oh my God,faster!!!"my words faded lowly into a slur as I tried hard to find my breath.

He gave it to me exactly how I wanted it. Hard,rough. I loved how his hand wrapped easily around my neck as he imposed dominance on me. He forced me into submission and trust me, I had no complaints.

My stomach tied a tighter knot. There was no way in nine hells I could hold in the orgasm threatening to ruin me.

A loud cry of pleasure from me echoed through the room as he increased his pace, stretching me so I could take in everything he had to give. I made no efforts in restricting the hot cum which trickled down my thighs and he finished after me, shooting hard into the condom he was putting on.

Well,hey. I might live a careless life,but I'm definitely not that careless. The last thing I wanted was to get pregnant for some bastard I knew nothing about.

My legs gave up on me and I fell flat on the bed, panting lowly. I had eyes on Mr handsome, watching him toss away the used condom as he put his clothes back on. He didn't say a word. It was strange since every single man I've spent my night with always left with a compliment of how good I was.

The embarrassed feeling that washed through me when he dipped his hands in his trousers and left two wads of dollar notes on the bed before he turned around and left, wasn't something I ever thought I'd feel in my entire goddamned life.

The hell did that mean? Cause from what I knew,he enjoyed the sex as well as I did. I could totally tell from his groans and the fact that he moaned....twice! Something told me a man like him wasn't one who moaned in bed. I just knew it. And the fact that I could get that much out of him in one night meant I at least deserved much more than being treated like a slut.

Isn't that what you are?

Definitely not! All I was doing was having fun. Living my life to the fullest. After all, YOLO, right?

I grumbled, getting up begrudgingly but my knees betrayed me and I swear it,if I didn't hold on to the fucking bedstead, I'd have surely fallen.

And to think I felt sore. So fucking sore and I owed it all to one jerk-ish, rude bastard.

I let out an exasperated sigh and somehow managed to throw on my clothes and walk back into the main club without looking like the sex wrecked bitch I was. Of course I left his stupid cash the exact spot he threw it. It's good luck to the next person entering the room after me, I guess.

I let my eyes roam through the room before setting eyes on the person I was looking for.

Demi was in a corner, smooching with a certain blonde haired guy. Eww. My hatred for blondes are so out of the world. Well, the hatred wasn't always there till a certain blonde guy slept off right in the middle of a really steamy make out. Like, WTF? Who the hell does that? I'm pretty sure my ancestors from many years ago didn't suffer the kinda fate that I did.

I'm not saying all blondes are the same,but hello? Let no blonde know thy path. There's a reason.

"Hey, Demi! I'm going home, like right now!!"I yelled over the noise when I got to her seat but she seemed far too gone to hear me. Typical Demi. She kisses with her ears and brain as well. Still had no idea why she blocks out the world when playing around like this.

"Demi!"I had to tap her and she looked up at me, her lips slightly parted before curving up into a sly smile.

"You're back? So soon? Where's the hottie you left with earlier?"she asked, looking around.

Argh, don't even remind me.

"We're done with whatever business we were having. I'm leaving,you?"I asked impatiently.

"Oh. I'm gonna be returning home later in at night. Maybe by 3...4?"she threw a flirty look at the blonde before slamming her lips into his, riding him.

Okay,I get it. My cue to leave, right? No need for the fucking PDA.

I rolled eyes before drunkenly getting the hell out of the suffocating club. Only Gawd knew how I managed to drive home despite how badly my in between was aching.

I fumbled with the house keys and finally got in. All I could think off was how to reach my room and get some really good sleep. Haven't had some in like four days. Had been busy with the stuff that fetches me money - AKA, writing. And voila! My phone chose that moment to ring. I tried glancing at who the caller was,but it was all so blurry. I couldn't make out a thing. I pushed the phone aside, deciding to call whomever it was, tomorrow morning when I was sober.

I took a step towards the kitchen when something came back to me. Maybe it was the drinks I'd had that night or just my imagination,but for a second,I thought Mr handsome's voice suddenly felt awfully familiar.

"Desperate,are we?"

The hell have I heard that voice before? I knew I'd heard it somewhere,but I wasn't even sure I knew who the voice belonged to. Could be I heard it from a radio or something.

I still tried racking through my brain though, but nothing came up. I sighed in defeat, kicking off my shoes and slumping down on my couch. A good sleep was what I needed. I shut my eyes closed and just like that,I drifted off to my land of fantasies. Fantasies which had absolutely nothing to do with the stupid, rude jerk I fucked not so long ago.

*

The screeching noise of a blender pierced into my ears, disrupting my sleep as I snapped my eyes opened. The sudden action made a migraine shoot it's way into my head with a loud bang which I literally heard, very clearly.

"Oh Gawd. Not this early,please,"I mumbled in a whisper, trying not to provoke the migraine which miraculously reduced a bit.

"Oh. You're awake?"Demi spoke from the kitchen counter, grinning widely at me as she turned off the tiny agent of Satan, AKA the blender.

Of course. That's her only devilish way of waking me up.

"Obviously,"I hissed, forcing myself up and the movement reminded me of the chaos a certain creature wrecked on me the previous night.

Pushing all thoughts off,I begrudgingly went for the cup of hangover soup she was extending at me.

She was such a sweetheart as equally as she was a big-time annoying bitch.

"Thanks,"I managed a tired smile at her, taking a quick sip. "So...how was your fling last night?"I asked and the frown that slapped her face pretty much told me what I wanted to know. I resisted a laugh.

"You know what? You were so fucking right. Majority of blondes are dickheads. The jerk ditched me cause his mum made a distress call. What was the emergency? There was a fucking roach in her apartment. The hell!"

The way she gesticulated at her words made me finally give in to the voice pushing me to laugh.

"Believe me Lena, it's not fucking funny. I was close. This close to the edge and he just left me there? Oh Jesus,"she slapped her forehead, disappointment all over her face.

"Take heart,bess. I can totally relate,"I laughed loudly and she shook her head.

"Whatever. And you and the hottie? How'd it go?"she asked, wriggling her brows. My smile vanished. I still felt like killing the jerk.

"What happened? Dude ditched you too?"

"Nah. On the contrary,it was the best night I've ever had,"I spoke quietly, swirling the small bowl I was holding.

"Yes!"she exclaimed like she just won some kinda price. "I just knew it. He didn't look like who'd disappoint,"she grinned.

"But then,after it all ended,he got dressed, threw cash on me, and left without a single word,"I finished, speaking like I was still in disbelief.

"Oof. Bruised ego,"she snickered.

"It's not funny,"I snapped at her and she raised her hand in surrender.

"Yeah,yeah. Whatever you say,"she giggled.

I made to say something but the doorbell interrupted me. I dropped the bowl and shot Demi a playful glare before heading for the door.

"Who's the..."I trailed off with a smile when I opened the door.

"Kae!!"I hugged my big sister tightly.

"Careful, you'll choke me,"she laughed, returning the hug.

"I've missed you so fucking much. How's work?"I asked, ushering her inside.

"Big sis!"Demi called in her usual dramatic tone.

"My baby boo!"Kaelyn returned the energy.

"I'm glad to see you,"Demi blew a kiss.

"Same here, sweetheart,"my sister returned the kiss.

"It's been good,but stressful, believe me,"she answered my question, giving me a tired look.

"Perks of being the big sister. Not my problem,"I shrugged pulling her to sit with me and she laughed.

"Anyways,I was calling last night but you didn't answer."

Oops. Had no idea it was her calling.

"I was already sleeping when you called and I'm just waking up. Sorry,"I blinked.

"It's no biggie. I uhm....I wanted to tell you girls something,"she spoke, rubbing her hands against her dress. I frowned.

Kaelyn only does that when she's fucking nervous and she's only ever nervous when she's about dishing out bad news. Whatever it was she had to say,I had a goddamned feeling it wouldn't sit well with me.

"What is it you have to say?"Demi asked, walking out of the kitchen and coming to sit with us.

"Uhm.... Elena? I'm really going to want you to calm down,okay?"she spoke with a shaky voice.

"Say it, Kae,"I spoke firmly. I wasn't being rude. I just hated suspense like crazy and she knew me. For a girl who writes,I sure am aggressive and believe me,you wouldn't want to get on my bad side. Not bragging,stating facts.

"Okay. I...."she exhaled deeply. "I'm getting married soon, Lena,"she spoke and my frown deepened.

"You're getting married?"Demi's voice mirrored confusion.

"What do you mean you're getting married? The last time you came here,which was just two weeks ago, you didn't even have a boyfriend. So who the hell are you getting married to? Or did you lie?"I asked peering down at her.

"I didn't lie, Lena. I'm getting married now only because it's a contract marriage."

Her words had a fucking time bomb exploding in my head.

"What?!!"