1 A mysterious night

~WARNING: MATURE CONTENT~

She put her thin pale hand on the door handle, ready to push it, get away from that noisy place and face the cold night air to fresh up her cloudy mind and head, however, when she was about to push the door with all the power, she had, her waist was caught by a male hand that radiated warmth like a heater. She jerked her head back to see who dared to touch her and froze at her place still with a hand on the handle.

"So handsome..."

At the moment when she was in her deep thoughts, someone opened a door in front of her from the outside, threatening her with the door jamb hard kiss. A strong male hand, which was still at her waist, easily took her up, as if she was a feather, and put her aside near that unknown man, who just saved her life and her forehead from the hard kiss. He put his thin hand at the doorjamb of the half-opened door, looking at the approaching muscled guy of two meters height like he was just an annoying pup.

"Ladies don't deserve to be kissed by the door jamb..." he muttered at a big muscled guy, without paying attention to the wind from the opened door running through his platinum hair and making a mess of it while throwing some white locks on his onyx eyes.

"What have you said, pup?" the big muscled guy snarled, his eyes lit up red and his nostrils widened as if throwing up a flow of air.

The white-headed man just pushed the doorjamb, so hard that it kicked the giant out. Then, the savior turned his body to the amused girl, put his second hand at her slender waist, and looked down at her eyes. He was higher than her for fifteen or so centimeters, which made her tilt her head up, to look directly at his onyx eyes.

"Those eyes..."

It was something in his eyes that triggered her attention, something magnetic and yet, inhuman...

He put his cold fingers at her round pale face, slowly slipping down from her wide cheekbones, down her thin cheeks, to her round small chin, then he moved up at her plump lips. The girl licked her lips, touching his finger with her tongue, making him lose his clear mind.

"What does he want from me...?"

"She isn't even afraid of me... Amused..."

"I should say thanks for saving my forehead from the hard kiss, but the questions like who you are and what do you want just stuck in my head..." she whispered with her only lips as if teasing him. The white-headed man just smirked, then pressed his plump lips to her ear, kissed it lightly, then whispered, making her flinch.

"You should probably say thanks before asking questions..." he pressed her gently against the wall and put his left hand above her head. She put her slender hands on his muscled, yet thin chest. He wasn't one of those guys whose muscles would be visible behind his clothes, but they were easily felt if you touch him, but still, he was thin, definitely not a bunch of muscles.

She felt her own heartbeat fasten, her frequent breath was tickling small white hair visible on his chest from the unbuttoned black shirt he head.

"So this unnatural white hair color is inborn...?"

"Thanks..." she whispered to his ear, then run with her long nails on his chest hair, making him flinch. The girl was about to ask other questions bothering her mind when he put his hand on her thighs, stroking them and easily lifting the skirt of her dress up. She should push him away, not let him do what he want, yet she couldn't. The girl felt she was ready for anything he was going to do just to spend a few more minutes with him. What strange thoughts for such a nice girl as she was, however... Even the deepest desires should be released one day.

"Are there any comfortable room near for two of us?" she elegantly laid her leg on his hip, making her dress jump up, exposing her thin legs. He slightly roared at her ear, then slipped with his hands down her body, and squeezed her mouth-drooling butt in his hands, pressing her to his body tighter.

"Behind your back, hottie," before she could say anything back, he touched her lips with his in a gentle kiss, that became greedy and deep as soon as his tongue started wandering in her mouth. The girl moaned loudly, then pushed the door behind her back with her sharp thin heel, making the door open, then hugged his neck, playing with his tongue in her mouth. He lift her, squeezing her butt in his hands, entered the room, and closed the door behind with his foot, then, he turned around and pressed the girl's back to the door. She moaned when her back slightly hit the door, teasing him with her sweet voice. He put his knee between her thighs, freed his hands, and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"What's your name, sexy?" his voice was as hot as his body.

"Aurora" she squeezed his knee with her thighs with a little fear of falling and started looking at his fast fingers unbuttoning his shirt. She bit her lips, then looked up at his onyx eyes. He was looking straight at her while taking his clothes off.

"Markus," he said his name back, then threw the black shirt to the floor and put one of his hands near her head, slowly closing in at her as if giving her chances to look and enjoy his body, and she used this chance looking at him from head to toes.

Even, if they will never meet again, she will remember him till her last breath, because he was sort of hard to forget with his white hair, thin, but a muscled body, that radiated cold and warmth even at distance. He was the kind of man who's looking better naked than dressed, so was she.

Slender and graceful girl with a smoking-hot body, that was covered, yet emphasized with her black cocktail dress. He looked up from her noticeable and tasty breasts of at least D size down at the silk stockings on her thin legs and felt the tension in his pants. She looked at it right at the time to notice a bump appearing on his pants.

They both grinned as if reading each other's minds.

No one said even a word at each other. They felt they don't need words, everyone understood what the other one wants as if they had some special bond.

Markus put his other hand above her head and pressed her back tighter to the door with his body. She hugged his waist with her tender hands, making him flinch. He touched her lips with his in a greedy kiss, and his agile tongue started studying it to the last inch as if it was their last time...

Aurora moaned from the agile tongue of his, spread her legs asides, and laid them on his hips. He pressed his nether regions tighter to hers, making her pale cheeks redden. She felt the tension in his nether regions and started tickling it harder with her thigh. He roared, took her waist with his hands, turned her around, and put her right in front of himself, with her face to the bed, and with her back pressed to his torso.

One quick move and her black cocktail dress with V-shape neckline fell to the floor, being torn into pieces. She had left only black organza lingerie on her and black stockings. He roared louder, slapped her mouth-drooling butt with his hot hand, then just squeezed it and pressed her to himself. She felt the bump on his pants pressing to her hip, so she moved her butt a bit to meet that bump, then started tickling it in a light dance. She felt he slap her butt again, then again, then put his hot hand at her waist and pressed her tightly to himself to bit her neck with passion. She groaned and he moved his hand from her butt to her pussy, put aside her panties, and started tickling it with his finger.

She moaned louder, then took his free hand and moved it from her waist to her lower belly, then right to her breasts.

He suddenly squatted down, bite the zipper on her bra, and in a second she felt the freedom in her breasts area. It made her sigh from relief.

What a smart move to keep your hands busy and take the bra off at the same time.

"I could have helped with that move..." she bend her back and put her heavy head with a long thick maroon hair on his shoulder.

"You can help me with another move..." his voice was seductive and velvet, while one of his hands was caressing her pussy, his other hand slipped right at her free from bra breasts, and squeezed one of it tighter. A loud moan fell of her plump lips, and she turned her head to kiss his neck, while her hands at the same time slipped down at his torso, then at his lower belly and right to the button on his jeans and its fly, zipped it, making his pants fell to the floor right with his boxers.

"Good girl..." he whispered at her ear, then slightly bit it, caressing her pussy and playing with one of her hard nipples.

"I'm not a good girl at the moment..."

"Neither I'm a good boy..." the white-headed guy said, kissing the girl's neck from its back, "But who cares...?"

No one really cared for the two of them enjoying each other's actions at that moment. No one cared they didn't know each other before. No one cared at all. No one, except them.

Suddenly, he stopped all his movements, turned her around, and pushed her to the bed. She fell right into the center of it, her head on the pillows, her maroon hair around her head, and him being above her. She spread her legs aside, he laid just between them, took her face in his hands, and greedily kissed her lips.

She felt his cock enter her, making her bend her back and moan loudly. He moaned in her lips too, kissing her greedily. After a few seconds of waiting, his patience broke, and he started moving his hips back and force, in a slow rhythm, making her moan louder.

She wrapped her leg around his, put her hands at his back, scratching it with her long nails. His girth and length hit all the spots within her, stimulating every nerve ending in her core, forcing her to moan louder.

Her voice was on her limit, yet it was honey to his soul and the best treat for him.

Suddenly, he pulls out his cock, leaving only the head of it inside her, then he pushed in back, making her feel every sweet inch of him.

"Oh... Markus..." she moaned loudly, feeling her whole body tremble and her excitement becoming stronger. He entered her again at his full size, making her scream and burst her nails at his back.

He moaned at her ear, then started kissing every inch on her neck, slightly biting it. His body lit up, he felt the fire inside every cell of his body.

Markus started moving his hips back and force faster, fastening the rhythm and throwing Aurora at her high excitement with his every deep move inside her. She started moaning louder, her voice turning to scream from time to time. Then, after a few minutes of high ecstasy jumping in their veins, she heard his drawled groan and felt his juices inside her.

She felt she came at the same time as he did, and doing it at the same time was one more sweet pleasure to their evening.

He fell to the bed near her and started caressing her hot body, kissing her neck and leaving a hickey on every inch of her neck. She was breathing fast, feeling her cloudy mind start flying away somewhere into the deep dream. The last one she remembered was his whisper.

"Sweet dreams, Princess..."