Chapter 1
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I was standing in front of a freestanding mirror in Maya's bedroom, getting ready for my birthday celebration. I was still wrapped in a towel after taking a shower. I had come straight after work to her apartment so that we could get ready together.
"I know you said you didn't want anything for your birthday, but I couldn't resist when I saw this..." Maya bent down, retrieving a box underneath her bed.
I turned while applying my earrings. "Maya, seriously, I don't need anything," I sighed, walking towards her.
She moved the box forward for me to open. My fingers trailed along the box edges; she really didn't have to.
"Thank you," I said sincerely.
"Come now, open it, and yes, you will be thanking me tonight," she said, playfully wiggling her eyebrows, all too excited.
I laughed, opening the box. Inside, there was sparkling tissue paper. While removing the paper, all you could hear was that awful crinkling sound it made just touching it.
At the bottom, it revealed a silver, sparkly piece of fabric. I lifted it so that I could fully inspect the dress. My eyes widened as it unfolded while holding it up.
"Maya!" I gasped. "You want me to wear this? I don't think this is classified as a dress, just a piece of fabric! What is it going to cover?"
"Oh, come on! It's your birthday. Like I always say: flaunt it while you've got it! But you're missing something... look." She leaned over to the box, pulling out a thong that went with it.
Who does she think I am, a hooker?
"I couldn't possibly..." All I could do was just shake my head. Look, the dress was beautiful, but damn! It was too revealing.
"Amber, you're wearing this tonight! Plus, you will definitely get lucky tonight... I mean, how long has it been since you got your—"
"Maya! Fine!" I cut her off, grabbing the thong from her hands. "Plus, it's been a while... not that it's really any of your business," I said before I stepped into the bathroom.
"See? You're too tense! You need to get some d—" I closed the door before she could finish that sentence.
I sighed, shaking my head and looking at the dress in my hands. Don't get me wrong, it was a beautiful dress, but it was barely covering anything. I knew I had the body to wear this dress, but I had never worn something like this before.
I took a deep breath in and out, dropped the towel, and started putting on the dress, then the thong. It was a very deep low-cut with two straps crossing in the back, and it was also very low in the rear, revealing my back. It had a slit on the side so high it reached my hip bone. The dress length—what am I saying, there wasn't any length to cover! I was basically exposed. Except my nips and vagina were covered, and a piece of my ass, and that was about that.
I walked out of the bathroom holding my breasts, looking down at them. "Uhm, Maya, I think I might need some tape to secure the dress."
"Holy shit, you look fucking hot!" she whistled at me. She was already dressed in a short, revealing dress, but compared to mine, she was dressed like a nun.
"My boobs are going to fall out. Do you have some tape?" I pleaded. I quickly released the fabric to show her that this dress definitely needed tape. I felt naked.
She giggled, walking towards her drawer to get scissors and the tape that would hold the dress in place. She helped me stick some tape near my breasts and on my ass so that it wouldn't completely lift.
We did the final touches on our makeup, and I sprayed some scent—I love smelling like vanilla and cotton candy.
"Here," she said, handing me a condom. "Looking like a snack—men will eat you up tonight... so just in case," she added, winking at me.
I scoffed, waving my hand up and down. "Well, I look like a prostitute in this dress, basically advertising everything here."
Maya's phone rang. "Hello? Yes... yes, we are on our way."
She grabbed her purse, and I took one last sip of my champagne, gathering my purse and quickly slipping on my heels.
Then we were off to the club: The Velvet Lounge, where basically all the elites go. Maya is very particular about where she goes, just in case she runs into her future husband. She has a specific type and a whole list of specifics, from looks to lifestyle. When she explained them to me, I didn't really listen.
The club's music was booming through the walls as we made our way down the stairs. Velvet carpet, dark walls, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and red lights beaming off the walls greeted us. The bar was packed, the barmen all dressed in formal black attire, with a big wall of liquor behind them stacked neatly.
I could already feel a few eyes on me as we made our way through the crowd. I admired the club while we pushed through, Maya gripping my fingers so that we wouldn't separate.
I suddenly collided with something hard and lost my balance for a moment. Before I fell, to my rescue, two strong arms wrapped around my waist.
As I steadied myself, I looked up and was met with the most beautiful ocean-blue eyes. My breath was caught for a moment while admiring the figure in front of me.
"You alright, darling?" His voice was low, sending shivers through my body.
"Ah... yes, thank you," I said as he released me.
Before we could continue, Maya pulled me into the crowd. I looked back over my shoulder; he was still standing there as his eyes followed me disappearing into the sea of people.
"We're here!" Maya screamed, shooting her hands in the air.
"Happy Birthday, Amber!" the group screamed. It was mostly Maya's friends; I wasn't really close with any of them. Like, we hung out a few times, but I wouldn't call or text them to hang out on my own.
"Thank you, everyone," I said, hugging each and every one of them.
There were a few shooters already on the table. Everyone took one in their hand.
"Happy Birthday to you, my sexy vixen! Here is to 27! May your cup overflow with love..." She tried to say it in a posh way, but faltered.
"—And dick!" one of the girls screamed, and the whole group erupted in laughter.
"Most definitely! May you always be the badass leading in a man's world... but most of all, we love you and thank you for letting us celebrate you... now let's get drunk!" Maya screamed the last part.
We raised our shots, cheered, and downed them. There were four shots for each of us; we downed them one after another. The liquid burned my throat as it went down.
The waiter brought over a round of Jägerbombs. I knew this was Maya—this is how I knew she wanted to get shit-faced.
Before taking our drinks, Maya stopped me and pulled a sash over my head that said Birthday Girl.
"Maybe this will be a signal for the men," Maya said, biting her lip and giving me a wink. I swear she wanted me to get laid more than herself.
We did a few more rounds of drinks. We were now properly mixing our alcohol; we were going to suffer the next morning, I could feel it.
Some of the girls went to the dance floor while we were finishing our drinks. Then Maya pulled me to the dance floor, the alcohol now flowing through our veins. Our bodies moved with the beat, and yes, we did dance like no one was watching; we were having the time of our lives. I was impressed with the tape holding everything in place.
A few songs in, slowly the girls started disappearing one by one with men they danced with. It was just me and Maya on the dance floor. I had a feeling I was being watched, but I didn't pay too much attention to it until Maya left with a tall, blonde hunk.
I was still dancing, swaying my hips and enjoying myself, until my eyes landed on those blue eyes. He was sitting at the bar, slightly leaning against it, watching me with those seductive eyes. He had a dark blue dress shirt on with a few buttons undone, revealing his toned chest, his sleeves rolled up, black fitted pants, and dark dress shoes, looking very sexy. His dark brown hair was all messy, with a slight stubble along his jawline. I could tell he was a bit older than me, but I didn't care.
I was now dancing like I was giving him a private dance, his eyes still on me, smirking like he enjoyed his little show.
I noticed another guy making his way towards me. He noticed the guy as well and quickly made his way over, beating the guy to it. He put his hands on my waist, moving with the way I swayed my hips as we moved together with the music. His hands felt so good on my body.
I was slightly grinding into him while my hands moved to his neck. His grip got tighter around my waist. He spun me around, pulling me in, my hands on his chest, slowly gripping his collar. I was now burning with desire. It could be from all the alcohol flowing through my body and how fucking sexy he looked under these lights.
His eyes were burning into mine while his hand traveled to my bare back. His touch set off fireworks all over my whole body; it made me close my eyes to his touch, that's how good it felt.
"Let's take your party to a more private location. Say... just you and me," he whispered in my ear. I could hear the yearning in his voice.
"Let me just get my purse," I said, biting my lip.
He cupped my chin, pulling it slightly so that I would release my lip. "Oh, how I would love to bite that lip," he said, with lust in his eyes.
No way did that make me blush... I could feel the heat creeping up my cheeks.
I quickly went and grabbed my purse at the table. No one was there, so I made my way back to him. He led us through the crowd holding my hand, up the stairs, and out of the building.
His car was already ready. He opened the door for me as I climbed into it. The car smelled like expensive leather and his cologne; it kind of intensified my lust for him.
He made his way into the car and carefully exited the parking bay. The drive was short. We didn't talk because the air was thick... thick with lust.
Then we arrived at big steel gates. I was in awe of how beautiful his house looked from the driveway lights everywhere, kind of giving a romantic vibe, with a few cars parked outside of the garage area. Big steps led to the front door. I could see he had a lot of floor-to-ceiling windows; people could basically see from afar what was going on in his home.
We parked, and he quickly moved to open my door, holding my hand and pulling me out of the car.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he said, pulling me into him, our bodies pressed against each other.
I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer. I could feel his hot breath against my lips. Our lips smashed into each other; his lips were soft, sending electric waves through my whole body. His hands were on my waist, pulling me tighter against him. He groaned against my lips.
We broke away, panting after our heated kiss. We made our way towards the front door. He then pushed open the big wooden door, revealing the most beautiful home.
We made our way inside. While he turned on a few more lights, I slowly moved forward, admiring his home. My heels were clicking against the tiles. Suddenly, my feet were kind of killing me, so I removed them quickly, holding onto the wall for balance.
As I looked up, I noticed he was staring.
"What, you've never seen a woman removing her heels?" I teased.
"No, I haven't seen someone doing it as elegantly as you," he said, raising an eyebrow and making his way towards me.
Oh, heat was slowly creeping up to my cheeks again. How the fuck does he keep making me blush?
"So it's your birthday." He pulled the sash, making me stumble slightly into him.
I forgot I was still wearing it! I was about to remove it.
"No, keep it on," he said, pulling me closer into him.
I was standing on my tiptoes now, as I wasn't wearing my heels anymore, so I was a bit shorter, where he was towering over me. His forehead was against mine, our eyes lingering for a bit as he was waiting for permission.
I pulled him in, kissing him passionately, biting his lower lip, then gently sucking on it as he let out a groan. He picked me up as I wrapped my legs and arms around him. We were still kissing passionately while he took the stairs, holding me up with his hands on my ass.
At the top floor, we moved down the hall into a room, and he kicked the door shut with one leg. He set me down in the middle of the room. I turned, taking in the view from his bedroom's floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights twinkling. I wondered if people could see from the outside.
Well, I guess let's give them a show.
I started loosening my dress while staring outside, then dropped it to the ground, only wearing the thong and sash now.
I could feel him getting closer, as I could smell his cologne.
"Such a tease, darling..." he whispered from behind me, his voice low and so dangerously sexy.
My nipples hardened as his hands wrapped around my body, moving to my boobs. I leaned back into him, tilting my head as he kissed my neck, giving small bites. I could feel my juices trailing down my thigh; I was so horny at this moment.
I turned around, loosening his shirt while trailing soft kisses on his chest. He then removed it, throwing it to the side. I unbuckled his belt and loosened his pants, pulling them down with his underwear.
I kneeled in front of him as he stepped out of them, moving them to the side. As I was now face to face with his cock, it was rock hard, huge, and veiny.
I bit my lip, looking up towards him. The lights from outside illuminated his toned body. I started kissing his tip, then slowly taking his cock into my mouth, moving back and forth with my mouth and one hand. My mouth started watering; he tasted so good.
He groaned, tilting his head backwards. "Fuck..." he said while placing his hand in my hair, gently pulling on it.
"Now let me give you your present, birthday girl." He pulled me up, throwing me onto the bed and spreading my legs as he centered himself between them.
He pulled my thong to the side, inserting one finger. "You're so tight and wet for me, darling."
I moaned as he inserted two fingers.
"Ahh, yes, moan for me." He moved down, kissing my inner thighs while his fingers moved inside me. He then removed my thong, exposing me completely, shooting it into the air.
"So fucking beautiful," he said while looking down at me. "On your hands and knees for me, darling."
I moved. He then took the sash, pulling my one hand over; now he held me like I was on a leash around my breasts.
"You ready for me?" he asked.
I was so frustrated at this point, I just wanted to burst. It's been a while. "Just fuck me already!" I snapped.
"Eager are we now?" I could hear him smirk.
And with that, he slammed into me. I let out a cry of pleasure. Ah, fuck, he's so big, but it feels so good. He then slapped my ass, making it jiggle while slamming hard into me. All you could hear was our bodies slapping together and our moans.
"Let me on top, please," I pleaded.
He stopped, and I moved on top. His cock was so much deeper inside me now. My mouth formed an 'O' as I started moving my hips. At first, I did it slow, his hands on my hips helping me move. I started riding him. He pulled his head backwards, biting his lip while pulling me down.
"You're gonna make me cum, darling."
"Pinch my nipples," I ordered him, as I was also nearing my orgasm.
He was pinching them, sending my body into another dimension as I threw my head backwards and moaned.
"Fuck!"
"Cum for me!"
I quickened my pace, leaning forward, my hand on his toned abs, slightly digging my nails into him as my orgasm neared. I couldn't hold it anymore.
"Ahhhhh!" We both screamed in unison.
I felt his cum filling my body and his cock pulling inside me. I fell to his chest as his arms embraced me. I could hear how fast his heart beat while laying on his chest.
"Happy Birthday, darling," he said while catching his breath.
I lifted my head, looking into his still lustful eyes. I kissed him once more, our tongues gliding together.
"Thank you," I said, giving him a kiss on his chest, rolling next to him as he wrapped his arms around me. We lay like that for a moment, catching our breath.
Thank you, Maya, for my birthday present.
I turned, wanting to face him, and was met with a sleepy beast. WTF, I thought to myself. I lightly shook him, but he didn't budge.
"Fuck," I muttered to myself.
I slid out of his bed and saw the time on his nightstand: 1:30 AM. Fuck.
I gathered my things. Well, there wasn't much. I got dressed, except I couldn't find the thong. Seriously, where is it? I sighed and just left it. I sneaked out, trying not to make a sound.
I rushed downstairs, gathered my shoes and purse, and quickly called Maya.
"Hello, where have y—" she started yelling.
"Maya, listen, where are you?" I half-whispered into the phone.
"Why are you whispering? Are you okay? I am about to leave... that was the best sex I've had in forever."
"Can I send you my location? Can you come pick me up?" I sent her my location as we spoke.
"Oh, it's just around the corner, 5 minutes. Wait, did you finally have—"
I cut her off. "Just come and pick me up!" I was still whispering, heading out the door.
"Ma'am, can I help you?" A deep voice startled me.
I was clutching my chest. My heart was beating so fast I could feel it against my ribs.
"You scared me! Yes, I was just about to leave," I said, looking at a man in a suit. He looked like security.
Honk! Our heads snapped to the gate; it was Maya.
The security guard opened the gates for me. I thanked him and hurried to Maya's car. I opened the door and jumped into the seat, almost out of breath.
"Well, well, well..." Maya started.
"No, I don't want to hear it, not now," I said, leaning back into the seat. Maya just laughed and drove off.
Tonight was one of the most fun nights I've had in a while. Except that he fucking fell asleep right afterwards. Jerk.
