A Night With Mr Lawson novel Chapter 6

He placed his cock on the entrance of her core, rubbing against it slowly. His green eyes were fixed on her as he teased her entrance.

Aria's moans escaped from her mouth. The man was fucking hot and good with his job. She was already burning and all she could think of was that she wanted the man to just penetrate her and stop wasting time.

The one thing he wanted was for her is to be just as pumped up as he was. He was fucking turned on and he wanted her to burned more than she was. He continued teasing her until he was sure she could take it no more.

"Here it's goes..." He whispered and entered her slowly.

"Fuck! Oh my gosh!" She moaned in pain

"So tight, fuck! I'm loving this..." He groaned and pulled out, entering her again.

This time it wasn't as painful as the first time. He slid more deeper into her, rolling his waist so his member could fill up every part of her.

Aria eyes rolled upwards in pleasure as she was lost in it. Every thrust elicited a moan from her and each of her moan became a driving force for him to keep going within her.

"You're fucking tight Aria and I love it..." He groaned thrusting deeper and harder in her.

"Ahhh!" She latched onto his hair as she moaned out.

She couldn't take more of it and pulled him up to her face for a hot desirable kiss. She didn't believe she can kiss any other man except for her fiancé not to talk of sleeping with another. But here she was getting fucked by a total stranger.

The kiss shocked the strange man but he didn't mind. He kissed her back passionately and increased his thrusting in her.

This woman was fucking hot and amazing! Why hadn't he met her before now, he thought as he pounded her sweet spot.

It was a long time before they were both exhausted from their release and they fell asleep on each other's arms.

.......

Aria heard some sounds of birds chirping somewhere outside. She had the most peaceful sleep in her life. She rolled to the side, stretching her arms but the meet something hard.

With eyes still closed, she taps her soft palms against the hardness the encountered and the feeling was strange. It wasn't the wood of her bed nor the material of her bed, what was this? Whatever it was, it was also warm. What could be hard yet warm in her room?

Her eyes snapped open with panic and she realized the hard thing her palms were feeling was a man's chest!

How was there a man in her room?

She looked around her with wide eyes, it was then she realized she wasn't in her apartment. It wasn't her room. Nothing in the place she laid in related to her apartment.

Where was this place and most importantly how did she get here?

Then the memories of last night flashed back to her. The drinking, the barman, the service guy...

Yes!