Chance

by Rachel Rise

  I looked up at him and he was smiling so sexy and I think the liquor had me all horny because despite my head saying that none of this was a good idea, I answered with the only response I could. “If that gets you to leave me alone. Let’s go!”

  He didn’t seem to mind why I agreed to it. We just took to the dance floor and started to dance. In ten seconds I could tell that he had some moves. I was glad the song playing was a fast tune because that allowed me to keep my distance as we moved around the dance floor. However, that was short-lived, because the next song to come up was a slow ballad.

  “Thanks for the dance,” I mumbled and started to leave the floor, but he reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me back to him. I fell into him and he laced his fingers through my hair and started swaying his hips in front of me. I was lost. I placed my left hand on his shoulder and my other arm just fell to my side, as we danced. Our eyes were locked in a heated embrace and we were the only two people in that crowded bar.

  He held a grin on his lips and I dropped my eyes to his mouth and just stared. Damn, he was gorgeous. We were gyrating our hips in time to the tune of Faithfully by Journey and I don’t know when it really happened, but I was hooked and every outside thought disappeared. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just got lost for a minute. He was running his fingers through my hair, then his hand dropped to the nape of my neck, where he massaged it gently. I moaned softly and my movements grew slower and more sensual, running my hands down his arms and just letting the music take me over.

  When my hands got to his wrists, I moved them behind his back and ran my fingers up his back, pressing them against his back, then releasing. Never once did I feel awkward being in his arms and it surely helped to have the liquor deeply set inside of me. When the song ended, I didn’t want to pull away.

  We stopped dancing and he leaned against my ear. “Wanna get out of here?” he asked. He pulled back and his eyes were heated and nothing made me feel more at ease. I slowly nodded and we left the bar. The only thing I thought about was getting to a vehicle and having sex. That’s what he had in mind, right? I spotted my vehicle just a few feet away, so I fished my car keys out of my pocket and hit the unlock on the remote. The car’s lights flashed, but when I got to my car, I turned to find he hadn’t followed me. I frantically sought him out and found him just four cars away.

  He motioned for me to come over. My eyes went to the car he stood next to. I gulped and quickly locked my car and walked over to him. His car appeared brand new and it was a bright red Aston Martin. My jaw dropped as I surveyed the features and started to reach out and touch it, but then pulled my hand back as if I was just burned.

  He laughed. “You can touch. It won’t bite.” I looked up at him. Was he serious right now? This car was easily over a hundred grand. That was roughly ninety thousand more than my latest car purchase, a 2010 Toyota Camry and I treated that like my baby. I didn’t just let some random stranger touch it, but I couldn’t pass up the chance. I reached up and touched it. I heaved a sigh and felt a certain excitement well up inside of me. He then unlocked the car and it made a chirping noise, then the lights flashed. “Get in!” he said. For a brief moment, I’d forgotten we had a previous engagement.

  I opened up the door and slid into the car. It didn’t seem like it was the most convenient place to have sex, but I was game. I started to pull off my shirt and he looked at me. Our eyes met before I could get my shirt over my head. He raised an eyebrow, then laughed.

  “You better buckle up. We’re going for a ride!” He started up the car and backed out of his parking spot. I looked out the window as we got further and further away from my car. Suddenly, I had no worries and knew I was in good hands.

  CHAPTER 4

  Nolan

  T

  he moment she agreed to leave the bar, I wanted to get her back to my Penthouse suite. I never expected her to think that we were going to have a little quickie in the front of my Aston Martin. It was cute actually and it proved that she was open to this. So, driving North to the Penthouse had me wanting to pick up speed. I watched her out of the corner of my eye and she was looking outside like she wasn’t used to this side of town. Her eyes were all wide and the closer we got to my place, the more in awe she seemed.

  I pulled into the parking lot and she turned to me. “Where are we?” she asked, speaking the only three words since we started the drive.

  “We’re at my place,” I said. I rounded the curve and went under an awning. I stopped the car and opened my door, while the valet was already assisting the woman next to me. She stepped out of my vehicle and her eyes went to the front of the building. I gave the keys to Max, the valet, and he was already getting in the car to park it.

  Her jaw was set as she gawked at the etched markings on the side of the building. The building was at least two hundred years old, but it improved with age. She looked at me, utter amazement in my eyes. “You live here?” she asked.

  I nodded. I reached out and looped my arm in hers and she glanced at me. A small smile that was sweet and sexy at the same time appeared on her lips. We entered the building and she seemed even more entranced by what my apartment complex had to offer.

  Her eyes went to the ceiling. Three crystal chandeliers hung at the entrance. The sound of her heels on the marble tile alerted her to the fact of what she was walking on. She looked down at the floor and her eyes grew. There was a large lobby that veered off to five elevators. I chose the elevator on the far left and we got inside. I pressed the button and leaned back against the elevator, pulling her close to me. I glanced at her and she looked a little apprehensive.

  “Do I get your name yet?” I asked.

  She looked at me and a small smile touched her lips. “Give me a few minutes and maybe you’ll earn that.”

  I chuckled and nodded. I was a patient man, so I would allow her that time. We kept things quiet as we took the long ride up to my apartment. When the doors opened, she turned around and her whole face lit up. I stood against the elevator and watched her step off and into my apartment. She slowly turned around to face me.

  “This is your apartment?” she asked.

  I nodded and stepped off of the elevator. The doors closed behind us and I took my suitcoat off and tossed it over the back of a chair. I needed to be comfortable as we started a little tour. Her eyes were all over the place, scanning my whole place, and leaving me to read her inner thoughts. A few times she would mutter, Wow, crazy, amazing, and unbelievable, along with a few things that I didn’t hear because she was almost whispering them. The plush carpeting was so thick that your feet almost got lost in them. She leaned down and touched the carpeting, running it through her fingers. I watched her as a huge grin took over her face. “Wow! So soft!” she muttered, standing back up.

  I took her past the kitchen area that had a fully stocked bar.

  “Want something to drink?” I asked.

  She looked at me and her face was flushed. “Um…sure. Whatever you have!” I looked over the bar and selected her a Peach Gin Fizz. Then I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator. I handed her the drink and she took a sip.

  “Thank you!”

  She looked around the area we stood in and then I watched her head over to the glass windows that were overlooking the city. She shook her head.

  “This is amazing!” I heard her mumble. I walked over to where she stood. I peered out to the lights all across town.

  “Yeah, I suppose it is.” I smiled and looked over at her.

  She looked up at me and my eyes went to hers. There was a slight hesitation as she took another drink, then slipped past me and distanced herself across the room. I turned around to find her looking upward to the cathedral ceilings that hung overhead. I couldn’t get past her beauty. I took a swig from my beer bottle as my senses were heating up and showing that I was tired of things moving so slowly. This wasn’t typical and I was ready to get the fire going, figuratively.

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��I do have one more thing to show you,” I said.

  She swallowed the drink she had just put in her mouth. “You do?” she asked.

  I nodded and looked down at her drink. “You can finish your drink, though.”

  She blushed and shrugged. “I don’t usually drink this much and I’m already feeling a bit buzzed.” She laughed nervously. “You could show me now.”

  I liked the sound of that better anyway. I grabbed the drink from her and put both our drinks down on the table. I grabbed her hand and she didn’t pull away. I proceeded to walk through the large living room until we entered another room. The same window that overlooked the city continued into that room, but aside from that was a large pool.

  She gawked at the pool in front of us, then looked up at me. “Seriously?” she asked. Her words came out in a breathless gasp. I smiled and moved over to her. I touched the side of her neck with my palm and pulled her to me. Our lips met. Nothing was off the table.

  CHAPTER 5

  Charity

  M

  y head was spinning. No, it was the room spinning. He kissed me and all my cognitive thoughts went out the big glass windows that bordered his apartment. He grabbed onto the bottom of my t-shirt and slowly lifted it up, but didn’t go past my breasts. He stopped as if asking for permission. I touched his hands and helped him to pull it off. My mind was still reeling from seeing where this man lived.

  He obviously had money. Was he a millionaire? A billionaire? I couldn’t even focus because his hands were on my jeans and he was unbuttoning them. My mind then went into overdrive. I slipped my hands into his dress shirt and felt his chest, every muscle was tingling at my fingertips. I slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, while my lips freely kissed him. His tongue darted in my mouth and thrashed hard against mine. I pulled his shirt off of him and tossed it to the side. I then slid my pants down, all whilst our lips remained connected. I kicked my pants and shoes off, then fumbled with his pants.

  I yanked them down and he discarded them with ease. The only time our lips left one another’s, was when we had to shimmy out of our clothes. He reached his hands behind my back and with a flick of his wrist he had my bra off. I tugged at my panties, desperate to get them off. My pussy was so moist that I was fearful I would orgasm right on spot.

  I grabbed his boxers and pulled them down, freeing his erection that my fingers couldn’t wait to touch. While we kissed, thrusting our tongue faster in and out of each other’s mouth, I stroked his cock for a moment. It was long and fully erect, stretching out at least nine inches long. I bit back a groan and he collided his tongue once more with mine. He then lifted me into his arms and that’s when I took a breath. I looked at him with every bit of desire I could latch onto. His breathing was raspy and he walked us over to the pool. With each step, he carefully walked into the pool, holding me tightly in his arms.

  I smiled at him while biting my lower lip because nerves were a definite. He lowered me into the warm and soothing pool. He turned to me and grabbed onto my face, then pulled me to him. Our lips met and instantly my tongue dove into his mouth, anxious to get back to where we left off. His cock slid up against my thigh, while we held onto one another and kissed. Then he pressed me up against the side of the pool and I sat there, with him resting between my legs.

  His hands pulled at my hair and I groaned against his lips, feeling the arousal building strong in my abdomen. “Are you on the pill?” he asked, a bit out of breath, as he broke the kiss only to ask the question.

  I nodded, running my fingers through his hair. Even if I wasn’t, I doubt I could have stopped. The alcohol mixed with my horniness was on full throttle. I spread my legs open, begging for him to take over. To which I felt him slowly pressing the boundaries. He was on the cusp of entering me, but slowly holding back. I shivered with ecstasy, hoping he gathered the knowledge that I didn’t want to take things slow, but he still kept his manhood tightly hanging there.

  I felt my body shaking before he even entered me. I dug my nails into his shoulders and I opened up wider. Oh my God…he needs to take the bait before I scream. The thoughts were heavy in my mind. I bucked my hips harder against him, but he just pulled back. “Dammit!” I finally cried out. I tossed my head back, then stared into his eyes. My body was a step above scorching hot. I had to have him and I had to have him two minutes ago. This was ridiculous. I gawked at him. “Nolan…fuck. Me. Now!” I said between my heavy breathing.

  He laughed and moved in closer. He plowed into me. I let out a scream, then grabbed onto him and started kissing him again. The movement of him going in and out seemed to intensify in the water. It was sensual and smooth and everything I pictured sex with him would be. He plunged deeper into me and I shuttered against him. His thrusts were deliberate and every time we connected it was with more meaning. I clung to him, seeking out my last breath, as he plunged further and faster inside me. His cock expanded and opened me up with every gesture.

  As an orgasm raked over my body, I started to shake uncontrollably, unable to hold in my moans. I broke from his lips and my mouth hung open. We came together, exerting all our energy. He moved in closer to me as he released his cum inside my pussy and we both just sat there, taking it all in and having to come down from the high. He started to laugh and then brushed a kiss on my lips that only lasted a second, before breaking off and touching my chin, shoulder, then trailing down to my breasts. I felt relaxed, just enjoying his lips all over my body. Nothing would take away that feeling.

  CHAPTER 6

  Charity

  T

  he smell of bacon was tickling my nose. I opened my eyes up and stared at the tall ceiling. My eyes fluttered, then I sat up and looked around the large room, with the King size bed. My head was foggy and not much of the previous night made sense. I looked down at my naked body and groaned. It was slowly coming back to me. A sexy man willing to pleasure me in so many ways, basically offering me up the world, why wouldn’t I succumb to that? “It wasn’t like he had to try hard,” I mumbled. I took a deep breath and tossed the covers back, then slipped out of his silk sheets.

  The man was a God, no doubt, but I was angry that I let myself get so free with him. Not that I didn’t love everything that happened, but I still felt like I let people down. Myself. Thomas. Last night wasn’t me, as wild as it was. I just didn’t do things like that and here I was in his apartment. I then frowned and looked around the bedroom. I was in his apartment and he wasn’t even here. I then looked around the floor for my clothes. I was dazed and confused. It then dawned on me that they were probably still in the room with the pool.

  I padded out of his bedroom onto some plush carpeting. I had wanted to feel the carpeting between my toes and it didn’t disappoint. I leisurely walked to the other room. It was definitely a unique position I was in and here I was walking stark naked in front of a large window that overlooked the city. Grant you, I was twenty stories in the air, but still. It all was just surreal. I got to the room and looked on the floor, where I remembered discarding them as we undressed one another. Yet, the clothes weren’t there.

  I frowned and looked around the room, suddenly feeling weird that I was walking around naked in this man’s apartment, I quickly tried to locate my clothes. I looked all over each room, the pool room where I originally was and the bedroom where I ended up. The clothes weren’t in either place. I even checked the closet, even though I felt pretty confident I wouldn’t discover them there.

  I left the two rooms after doing an extensive search, then got to the living room, where I felt like maybe I had been fooled. I was worried that it was possible that Nolan took my clothes as a practical joke and I would be forced to find something else to wear to get out of there, but I didn’t see him as doing something so cruel. Although, it did dawn on me that I would have to get a cab to take me back to my car and that wasn’t so cool of him.

  As I was about to give up, I went to the kitchenette and that’s when I saw it. My clothes were
lying in a pile on a chair against the wall. I stared at them for a moment, mainly in shock that this guy would have the decency to pick up my clothes. I shook my head and went to them. I should have known he wouldn’t be so heartless. Hey, you don’t even know this guy! My inner voice was all over the place and I had to push it to the side. I got dressed right there, quickly pulling on my clothes as I noticed my clothes weren’t the only thing he had prepared for me.

  There was a single rose in a vase, along with a platter of food for breakfast and an envelope with my name on it. I finished getting dressed and walked over to the counter. I picked the envelope up and stared at it for a moment. How does he know my name? I thought. I knew I hadn’t shared that information with him, so it didn’t make any sense. I then checked my pants’ pockets to discover my license was no longer there. I frantically looked around. He had to have taken it, but I couldn’t find it just lying around anywhere.

  Feeling a moment of fear wash over me, I grabbed the envelope with my name on it and opened it up. My license was the first thing to fall out. I sighed with relief but then realized what that meant. He not only had my name. He had my address. I pushed that thought away and slipped it back into my pocket, then opened up the note.

  Charity

  Sorry for cutting out of there. You looked so peaceful in my bed, I didn’t want to wake you. Hope you enjoy this breakfast. By the way, I had your car retrieved from the club and you can get it out of the valet.

  Nolan

  I stared at the note as his words registered in me. “Wow!” I muttered. He had my car brought to me? This was even getting crazier. I grabbed a piece of bacon and sighed, then took a bite of the eggs. They were still warm, so he hadn’t been gone for too long. As the thought left me, my cellphone went off. I dug it out of my pocket. I looked down at the Caller ID window and found Thomas’ name on the screen.