It can't be her! I murmured as I looked at Olivia beautiful face, she was sleeping so peacefully, trying to recall my encounter with the strange girl nine years ago, though I didn't remember her face, but the feeling is still the same. No woman had ever made me feel so alive after the strange girl. I 've been with many of them, models, celebrities, named them, I 've never felt what am feeling now, Olivia just rekindled the old feeling which I thought that was dead, Unable to sleep, I stared at her, trying to remember that night.
The night was indeliable. I went to the club to lick off my wounded heart, the feeling was so painful, that someone you love with all your might would choose money over you . My father proved me wrong, I thought I had found love, but no, she was only after my money, my father paid her off and gladly, she left without second thought of me, of our love. I felt so annoyed that she used me for her loved game. I promise never to love again. Used them and dump them. That's the game.
Setting on a bar stool, I took two shot of a distilled gin at once, feeling a little relief as it runs through my system, I took more and more getting myself into a stupor, when I finally done, I thought it's time to go home, but I couldn't as I staggered, I managed to request for a presidential suites since I couldn't drive because of the effect of drinks. As I entered the presidential suit, I went straight to that bathroom to wash up. After taking the cold bath, dry up looking at my naked body on the mirror, feeling no need to wear my short since am the only one the room. But to greatest surprised I saw a girl lying on my bed, I didn't asked for a gril, angrily, I went to bed to drag her out, she grabbed my hands asking for sexual relieved. Wounding her arms around my neck She kissed me desperately , running her hands all over my body, she stroked her hands over my bulge as she touched the tip. My body quickened at her sexual attacks, I took her face in my hand as crushed over her lips , I kissed her more deeply, pulling her clothes away, with no other preliminaries, I pushed her panties aside and thrust my seeking fingers between her thighs, she was already wet and ready, I groan of approval, I yanked her pants off with a desperate to have her. I opened her legs wield as I enter her, I hard her cry out of pain but pay heed to her I moved inside her. She was so tight as if she milking me. My penetration was hard and deep; her body trembled under the impact of it. I had never acted with such primal urgency, she moaned with credible satisfaction as I filled her, excited beyond bearing. I took her legs around my waist, thrusting heavily her with the sheer, overpowering need to forget, my sexual hunger was almost frantic, my rough fervor over- whelming. She wrapped herself around me, attempting to ease the violence of my desire, the raw intensity of my need -but then she too was caught up in the rush of the heat. She clung to me, gasping, her hips writhing as she strained to take me even deeper into her body. My release came swiftly. She felt the shudders that rocketed through me before the same frenzied explosion swept her. A hoarse cry burst from her as she succumbed to me with abandonment.........
But this is just the beginning. With the effect of drinks, I took her through the whole night, When I finally hard my last fill, I withdraw my pennies from her pussy, knowing very well her pussy must be sore by now, but I had never lost it over a woman before, this one is so special. I noticed the blood stains on the bed spread, This must be her first time. I thought .
I went to the bathroom and freshing up, putting on my clothes, I had the feeling of meeting her again, I took my pen and paper and wrote,
* Thanks for the last night. Sweetest pussy so far, call up anytime you feel like hooking up.* I wrote down my number and put five hundred dollars on it as it was the last cash on my wallet and left.
I checked the hotel more than six months after waiting for her call but no avail. I don't know her face, I don't know her known her name. Even going to the extent of through cctv camera, but still not captured her face, I gave up the search, believing to meet her one day.
This is nine year, after my encounter with the strange girl and Olivia is here with me, bringing my lost memory back. Could she be her? And Noah, who's the father . Theses questions lingering in my mind as I was looking at the lovely woman sleeping peacefully besides me.
I slipped inside the duvet besides her and huge her naked body to my chest, she murmured some words and smiled through her sleep. I smlie back at her and closed my eyes. Praying she would open up to me about of her past by the next morning, I cause I intend to know the truth before I went back to the state.