WILD ORGASMS (Erotica Collection)

The hotel was very expensive.

Emma could tell by the marble floors and the way the receptionist smiled at them without asking questions when the man from the club paid cash for the room. Emma still could not believe she had followed a stranger to a hotel room to get fucked.

They did not speak in the elevator.

He stood close enough that she could feel the heat coming off his body and when the doors opened on the eighth floor, he put his hand on the small of her back and guided her down the hallway. The room was large, dark and had floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the city. He closed the door behind them, locked it and turned to look at her.

Emma stood in the middle of the room and felt her heart pounding. Now that they were alone, she could see him properly and he was even more attractive than she had thought in the bar. He was older, confident and looking at her like he was going to ruin her in the best possible way.

"Come here," he ordered.

She walked toward him and when she was close enough, he reached out, pulled her against him and kissed her.

It was not gentle.

His hand went to the back of her neck and he gripped hard enough to make her gasp against his lips. She kissed him back and felt his other hand slide down her back, grabbing her ass while she moaned into his mouth.

He pulled back and looked at her with hungry eyes. "I am going to make you feel good but you have to do exactly what I tell you. Understand?"

Emma nodded and felt heat flood between her thighs.

"Good girl." He stepped back. "Take off your shirt."

She pulled her shirt over her head, dropped it on the floor and stood there in her jeans and bra, watching him stare at her. His eyes moved over her slowly and she felt her nipples harden under his gaze.

"The bra too."

She reached behind her back and unhooked it, letting it fall while his eyes went straight to her tits. He made a low sound in the back of his throat that made her pussy clench.

"Fuck," he said quietly. "Come here."

She walked toward him and he reached out, cupping her tits with both hands and squeezing them before his mouth was on her neck, kissing and biting his way down to her nipples. When he sucked one into his mouth she gasped and her hands went to his hair while he bit down just hard enough to make her cry out.

"You like that?" he murmured against her skin.

"Yes."

He bit her other nipple and she whimpered before he pulled back and looked at her with satisfaction.

"Get on the bed."

Emma walked to the bed and sat on the edge while he followed her and knelt in front of her, putting his hands on her thighs and spreading them wide. He leaned in and kissed the inside of her thigh before looking up at her.

"Lift your hips."

She did and he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her legs slowly before dropping them on the floor, leaving her sitting there in nothing but her panties while he looked at her like he wanted to devour her.

He ran his hands up her thighs and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties before stopping and looking up at her with a smile that made her stomach flip.

"I want to try something," he said.

Before she could ask what, he leaned forward and caught the fabric of her panties between his teeth and pulled. The material slid down her hips slowly and Emma watched him work them down her thighs with his teeth, feeling her pussy get impossibly wetter. When he finally got them off, he dropped them on the floor and spread her legs wide, looking at her with hunger in his eyes.

"Fuck," he said. "You are so wet already."

Emma felt her face go hot but she did not close her legs and he ran his thumb up the inside of her thigh, stopping right at her entrance and pressing slightly until she gasped.

"Please," she said.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me."

He smiled and leaned forward, putting his mouth on her pussy.

Emma cried out and her hands went to his hair, gripping hard as his tongue found her clit and circled it slowly. He was good at this, better than anyone she had ever been with, and he took his time, licking and sucking until she was writhing against his mouth and begging him not to stop.

He slid one finger inside her and then another, curling them up and finding that spot that made her see stars before she came so hard her whole body shook.

He did not stop.

He kept licking her through it while adding a third finger and fucking her with his hand until she was cumming again, begging him not to stop at all. When he finally pulled back, his mouth was wet and he looked at her like he wanted to eat her alive.

"Get on your knees," he said.

Emma slid off the bed and knelt in front of him, watching as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was thick, hard and bigger than Ryan's and she felt her jaw drop.

She leaned forward, licked the tip and heard him make a low rough sound above her.

"Good girl," he said as his hand went to her hair. "Now open your mouth."

She did and he slid inside while she wrapped her lips around him and started to suck his cock. He was gentle at first, letting her set the pace, but then his hand tightened in her hair and he started to fuck her mouth in slow deep strokes that made tears gather in her eyes.

"Relax your throat," he said. "You can take all of it."

She did and he pushed deeper until she gagged slightly and he groaned and pulled back.

"Fuck, you look so good taking my cock." He looked down at her with dark eyes. "You want me to fuck you now?"

Emma pulled off his cock and nodded before he pulled her to her feet, kissing her hard before turning her around and pushing her onto the bed face down.

"I want you to fuck me right now."

"Get on your hands and knees then," he ordered.

Emma got into position and felt his hands on her hips before the head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He pushed inside slowly and she was so wet he slid in easily, making her moan at the stretch.

"Fuck," he said. "You feel so good."

He pulled out and thrust back in harder while Emma gasped and gripped the sheets. He set a rhythm that was deep and every thrust hit something inside her that made her cry out.

"Harder," she begged. "Please fuck me harder."

He gripped her hips and started pounding into her while the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Emma felt another orgasm building already.

"Touch yourself," he ordered. "I want to feel you cum on my cock."

She reached down and found her clit, rubbing in circles until within seconds she was cumming and clenching around him while he groaned and fucked her through it.

He pulled out suddenly and flipped her onto her back, pushing her legs up and open before sliding back inside her in one hard thrust. Emma looked up at him and he was looking down at her with an expression that was almost tender before he leaned down and kissed her as he started moving again.

This was different.

He watched her face as he fucked her and when she started to get close again he reached between them and rubbed her clit until she came apart underneath him.

"That is it," he said quietly. "Let me feel that."

She was still cumming when he groaned and reached his own orgasm and she felt him pulse inside her as he came.

He collapsed on top of her for a moment before rolling to the side and pulling her against him. Emma curled into his chest and felt his heart pounding before closing her eyes.

She was exhausted, satisfied and happy for the first time all day. That had been the best sex she had ever had and she still could not believe it was real.

Emma fell asleep with his arm around her.

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When she woke up the next morning, the room was bright but she was alone.

She sat up slowly and looked around in confusion. The man from last night was gone. His clothes were nowhere to be found. His wallet and phone were gone, and there was no note on the nightstand and no sign that he had ever been there at all.

She got out of bed and checked the bathroom but it was empty.

He had left.

He had really gone.

And she had not even known his name.

Emma stood there naked in a hotel room and felt something cold settle in her chest. She had told him everything about her miserable life. She had cried about Ryan and let him buy her drinks before letting him fuck her.

Oh no, he had used her and left without even saying goodbye. Emma sat down on the edge of the bed, trying not to fall apart all over again.