A Night Stand

Drakes POV

My kid brother Riley is getting married tomorrow. He had been begging me to attend his wedding but I couldn’t give him a definite answer because I wasn’t sure I was ready to come back home after so many years.

I had a fallout with my parents many years ago. They had wanted me to give up my dreams and aspirations and take over the family business after my father retired but I wanted more than that, I wanted to travel around the world, meet people and expand our business and make it worldwide.

Our family is wealthy and influential in the country but I want more than that, I desire to make money my own way and become famous through my own hard work but my family just wanted me to pick up from where my father stopped and settle down to live a quiet life. I had a huge argument with them after they tried to force me into an arranged marriage. They can be so overbearing, they plan our lives and expect us to live according to their script. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I left Los Angeles and I moved over to New York City, where I set out to expand our family's business without their knowledge.

Riley was made to run the company while I was gone. He was twenty-five years old when he started working in our company as acting CEO. I coordinated with him from my base in New York, working with him to take our business nationwide, and together, we have succeeded in achieving much more than I had ever dreamed of. Our company is much bigger and we have set up several branches in more than ten different countries. So it is safe to say that we are not just wealthy, we are famous and influential. I even indulged myself and satisfied my desire to own my brand, my own very company, one that bears my name and not my family's name.

But, It's been ten years since I left, and I think it is high time I come back home and sort out the issue with my family. That is why I came back for Riley’s wedding, I was hoping to use this as an opportunity to speak to my parents and apologize for running away and abandoning my responsibilities.

Who would have thought that the wedding would be canceled after their bachelor/bachelorette party?

A part of me wants to blame myself for what is happening right now, but it’s not my fault, is it?

…FLASHBACK…

I was in my hotel room, watching one of my favorite shows on TV when I noticed that someone was tampering with my door lock from outside. I turned off the light immediately and lay still on the bed, pretending to be asleep so I can catch whoever is trying to break into my room. This is so unacceptable, it could be one of our staffers that’s stealing from our clients. I’ll fucking deal with whoever it is, I’ll not let this slide. I laid still and watched the door close, but no burglar walked in through that door, instead, I was greeted with the warm presence of a woman.

She nearly tripped and fell when she walked in through the door, and I realized that this is no burglar, it was just a very drunk woman that has no idea of where she is or what she is doing at the moment. She must be from the party downstairs and she reeks of alcohol. On the other hand, she is extremely beautiful, so curvy and elegant. I couldn’t see her clearly because the room is very dark but I caught a clear glimpse of her stunning beauty when she walked in through the door. She staggered forward and slumped on the bed, heaving a sigh of relief as she enjoyed the comfy bed, my bed.

“Who is this woman and what the hell am I going to do with her?” I thought within me as I watched her lying face-down on the bed. There is absolutely nothing I can do to get her out of this room without creating a scene and embarrassing her. I’ll just let her sleep off her highness, I’m sure she’ll be somber in the morning and we can then sort out this misunderstanding. I’ll have to take the couch tonight so she doesn’t have crazy thoughts when she sees me by her side in the morning. I’m guessing she is one of Riley’s guests and she is also going to be at the wedding tomorrow, it would be a shame if she creates a scene at my brother’s wedding because of me, my parents would never forgive me.

I tried to gently move out of the bed so I don’t wake her up, then she stretched her hand and grabbed me, making me still in my movement. She touched my bare chest with her soft warm hands, sending shivers down my spine. Then she raised her head and squinted her eyes to gaze properly at me, causing my heart to beat faster as I anticipated her reaction when she notices my presence. Surprisingly, she doesn’t scream or scurry away when she saw me, instead, she flirted with me, moving her soft, warm palm on my chest, sending warm tingles all over my body. From her words, I could tell that she is so drunk and she is mistaking me for someone else, my rational side was telling me to stop her but my body was sending different signals to my brain, eliminating every sane thought from my head.

No woman has ever made me feel this good. My chest is filled with her sweet fragrance, pulling me closer to her, I know the right thing to do was to stop her because I am not who she thinks I am, but I wanted this, I wanted her so badly, which is so weird because I don’t even know her. She kissed me passionately, moaning into the kiss as she kissed me all over, eliciting a groan out of me. I tried to, believe me, I really wanted to stop her, but it felt so good as she pleasures me, it felt so fucking good. I know she wouldn’t remember a thing by tomorrow, so I relaxed and let her suck me off, sending waves and waves of pleasure rippling through my whole body as she takes my dick in her mouth like a pro, taking me to the back of her throat like a fucking expert. Damn! I nearly released my cum in her throat.

I’ve never experienced something like this in my whole life. The fact that she is still a virgin is quite surprising. I couldn’t leave her in her aroused state after she just pleasured me so well. I decided to return the favor and make her feel as good as she just made me feel. I was heading down to her juicy honeypot when she mentioned a name that made me pause immediately,

“Yes Riley, that feels so fucking good.” She moaned out in pleasure, making me halt, as I tried to comprehend her words. It’s got to be another Riley, right