Heart Of Ice Athos Mazza

Ollie

"What do you think about getting out of this noise?" That question changed my life irrevocably.

It all started when I finally finished my degree in secretarial studies and foreign languages. For the first time in my family, a woman had a degree and even against my father's wishes, I was going to work and be independent.

That very day I broke many of the rules of a typically traditional and rigid family and went out to celebrate with my classmates. In my mind, it would happen so quickly that my parents would never notice.

However, between one sip and another, time flew and I soon found myself involved in a dance with a handsome and attractive stranger. His scent was intoxicating and he displayed a sensuality that I could feel all over my skin. Then, after our third dance, came the invitation. What can I say? I was too caught up in those little kisses on my neck and his breath that insisted on warming my skin. The way he sucked in my scent, rubbing the tip of his nose down my throat and into my hair. The gentle touch of his fingers sliding up and down my back. The intensity of his embrace, which was as suffocating as it was delirious. And for a moment I felt ashamed to feel such unreasonable desire for this stranger.

"I'm sorry, but I liked you and just wanted to be able to touch you more... intimately," he said. His sincerity was truly something that frightened me. However, I must admit that I really wanted to feel his more intimate touch on me. However, there were two problems with me. One, I had never gone out with a stranger before, and two, I had never been alone with a man before.

"I promise you'll like it a lot!" His promise came with a provocative and fiery kiss that stole my ability to breathe. Thus, I found myself accepting his unexpected invitation, and moments later, I stood at the doors of a luxurious hotel room, with a refinement that would astonish any simple young woman like me, and they opened to me. However, I had no time to absorb any details of the decoration of that room, as his hands took possession of my body in a devastating way, and his mouth began to devour mine with an inexplicable hunger.

My body obeyed his command without any protest; it burned with fire, and my most basic functions no longer obeyed me. Everything inside me was in chaos. My breath weighed heavily in my chest where my heart beat hardened, fiercely pounding inside. Heat took over everything, and I gasped violently, sinking into the lust that his experienced hands demanded of me.

"Oh!" A loud moan escaped my lips as he began to explore some more specific parts of my body, and everything inside me seemed to melt like the lava of an erupting volcano, such was the fire igniting within me. "Oh!" My sounds grew louder, almost scandalous, as he eagerly sucked on my intimacy, causing an unparalleled sensation and making me explode directly into his mouth.

"Now it's my turn, beautiful!" He said so roughly, undoing his belt when I hadn't yet regained my strength, and in a fraction of a second, the stranger was thrusting himself inside me. A discomforting burning sensation immediately seized me, and I held my breath in search of relief from my pain. Amidst my heavy eyelids, I met his perverse gaze analyzing me, with a smirk playing on the corner of his mouth. "Are you okay?" His voice seemed distant now, but his tone was firm.

Was I okay? I could never tell at this moment because as crude as everything seemed, I longed for more of his promiscuity. "Yes, I am!" I whispered softly and breathlessly, and in my eagerness, I raised my hand to try to touch him.

However, he held them, keeping them above my head, making me a captive of his most insane desires, and he shook his head, a disapproving "no" evident in his expression.

"Don't move, beautiful!" The stranger ordered and began to move forcefully, delving deeper into me. In the act, he covered my mouth with his, increasing his delirious rhythm, making it stronger and rougher, driving me mad beneath him.

A loud but strangled roar escaped his throat, followed by another and another, and when I felt like I was going to break into a thousand pieces, he stopped the punishing, demanding kiss and watched me fall into free fall, cumming straight away.

***

The next morning...

I took a deep breath, barely opening my eyes, feeling uncomfortable with the brightness coming from outside. With a grunt, I turned on the bed to stare at the white ceiling.

Memories of last night immediately engulfed me, and I smiled, feeling different.

Maybe a bit used. And just the thought of what I did gives me a shiver. May my parents never find out about it. I pray, letting out another breath and sitting up on the mattress, realizing I'm alone in the room now.

Somehow I feel frustrated.

Seriously, there was no chance of expecting anything from him. However, the feeling of being used wouldn't leave my mind.

... For God's sake, Ollie, where are you?!

I glance at my younger sister's message and smile, sending a reply to her.