I heard the alarm of my phone. So loud that I sat up quickly and realized I wasn't in my bed! Hell no!
"For fuck's safe! Turn off that ringing thing!" a naked male, whom I honestly didn't know, was lying on the same bed I am sitting on complained. I vaguely remember the guy from last night's party. With panic, I searched for my phone and realized that. Holy Shit. Impossible! There is another guy on the bed! And I effin slept naked between them! Did I just fuck two guys last night? I am not really into threesome. I am not that whore to do so. Damn. Am I really that drunk? I found my purse on the side table; I carefully reached for it so the other sleeping guy won't be disturbed. I dug for my phone and looked at the screen.
Flight to Dad's Engagement Party; Fuck Eliza!
I shut the alarm off and stood up to find my clothes. Eliza was dad's 24 year-old fiancé. She was just 6 years older than me! I can't believe that he would marry her! She was a fucking gold digger. She won't have those jewelries and expensive dresses if my father wasn't a billionaire. Yes. My dad owns five of the biggest companies in New York. He had 10 other small companies in Asia. After my mom died of cancer, dad became distant to us, he became workaholic. He barely goes home. I was left with the nannies and with my only brother in a big mansion that needs a month to be cleaned up. On the time he came home, which was when I was in junior high, I was disappointed and angry, because he brought Eliza. How could he forget mom that easily? We were there, we watched her suffer from the pain of cancer. I still have nightmares about it until now. I hated him for that.
I disapproved of his relationship with Eliza. I bullied his fiancé, did things so she would just left our so called home. My dad became furious at me and threw me to our beach house in Newport, California. My brother came for me after a week. He said that I was the only one left of him, and he wouldn't let anyone take me away from him. We enrolled on the same high school. We grew together with our nannies in Newport. Aunt Vivian, our nanny since we were babies, became our second mother. But she gave us freedom. My brother also did give me freedom. He didn't become angry at me when I lost my virginity at 16 with one of his buddies. But he did give the guy a broken lip after he knew it was him. I was the female version of my brother. He was popular in our school and he has slept with almost all of the girls in the squad, excluding me of course. On my part, I slept with almost all guys of his team in soccer, and in my senior class last school year. Not that I was a sex crazed woman, I just felt free from all the thinking and sadness when we do the thing. Bryan was my sex buddy for the past 2 years. He was my brother's best friend. They were in second year in UCLA, luckily, I will go there too as a freshman after vacation. Speaking of my brother, my phone rang again as I slipped my panties on and wore a shirt I found on the floor, which I sniffed first if it has some vomit on it, since I can't fucking find my dress. I answered the phone and put it in my ears.
"Elle? Where the hell are you? Do you know what time is it?" My brother shouted on the other line. I checked for the time. 10:30 . Shit! Our flight to New York would be in less than an hour.
"Hell, yes, and I'm sorry I overslept! Pick me up at - I tried to remember whose house is this- Daniel's?"
"You aren't even sure? Fine. I am a street away. I'll honk 2 times." He hanged up. After a few minutes of panicking because I can't find some pants to wear. I heard the honk of my brother's car. The Hell! I ran to the door downstairs in only an oversized shirt and underwear. I heard some whistles from guys in the kitchen. I blew them a kiss and run to the door.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" My brother looked at my outfit like I was a crazy girl.
"I can't find my dress Austin! If you gave me more time to find it then I wouldn't be in this random's man shirt."
"Fine. Get in! You're getting us in trouble you know that? "
My brother, Austin, drove us back to Newport to get me some decent clothes. He didn't even let me get my personal stuffs, just clothes to wear for our flight. He even had me changed my clothes at the backseat so we won't be late on the airport. Best brother huh? The flight was almost 6 hours. We ate our lunch on the plane. The trip was tiring and boring as hell. After landing, Robert, my dad's driver was waiting for us. I greeted him before I slipped inside the limo and sat beside my brother. Put my earphones on and played Super Massive Black hole on my iPod. I drifted to sleep leaning on my brother's shoulder.
Strange. I woke up again in a different bed. Wait. This room is familiar. I continued scanning the room until I realized it was my old room. My brother must have lifted me here when we arrived. I found my phone on the table and checked that it was 11 in the evening. My stomach rumbled. I got up and changed to the new clothes I found at the foot of my bed. My dad must have asked some maids to buy me new clothes. I wonder if it fits me since he haven't seen me since he threw me to Newport. He tried to see me but I refused. I slipped off my pants and shirt and grabbed a black nightie. Wow! This is sexy! Maybe Eliza chose this. She wear these kind of clothes even when we my brother is in the house. Maybe he is trying to seduce him too so when my father dies, he could continue using our money with my brother. My stomach rumbled again. I decided to go down our kitchen. The lights were all off. I opened the fridge and found some uneaten lasagna. I put it in the microwave to heaten it up. After a few minutes I removed it from the microwave and transferred it to a plate. I put it in the marble table and sat on the chair. Before I could eat my lasagna, I came face to face with a complete stranger! He had a glass of wine in his hand. A robber! He managed to drink inside our house before robbering? I stood up to scream but the guy was fast, he was tall and had his strong hand cover my mouth. I kicked his balls and run for help but he caught me again. His strong muscles pushed me to the wall and he had both of my hands locked to his hand and the other on my mouth. I closed my eyes.
"Shhhhh Do not shout. Understand? " He leaned closer and whispered. I felt his hot breath brush my left ear and it made some heat grow in my stomach. A moan skipped my mouth. Damn. I am being held captive by a robber and being turned on? I nodded and I heard him laugh. He released my mouth so I can breathe but my hands are still locked to his. I opened my eyes and saw that my captor wasn't masked like the way a robber should. He was holy fucking hot as hell! A bit old, but too handsome to recognize his real age. I guess 28. And add that he was shirtless! His chiselled face, dark cleanly cut hair, which matches his blue eyes and fuck me but his 6 pack abs is to die for. I felt myself getting wet with the idea of licking his abs. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from imagining it.
"Don't bite your lip or I would bite it for you." I almost come with what he said. It was so damn hot! I looked at him and his eyes are on fire. Who is this guy? He doesn't seem to be a robber, maybe one of my dad's employees. He could pass as my one night since he's the one who started turning me on. I challenged him by licking my lips and biting it again. He looked at me intensely telling me that he like challenges.
"You're making it hard to restrain myself sweetheart." He whispered on my ears again. Then he bites it. Oh God. He started licking my neck. I felt his free hand go inside my nightie and grabbed my butt. I kept moaning with how good it felt, how his hand travelled on my body. His hand grabbed my breasts. He pinched both of my nipples alternately. Fuck. Then his hand landed in between my legs. His hand stroked my ever sensitive part there. Shit, I am very wet and I still have my panties on. I wish he'd removed it.
"Remove it! Please!" I begged him.
"No, sweetheart. It has to be in my terms. Now, spread wide for me so I could taste your sweetness." He dominantly ordered, which was turning me very very fucking on! He lifted me to the table and pushed everything on it away.
"Put your hands above your head" He commanded. His dominance is very much of a turn on for me really. He's making me so wet with just his voice. I followed him and put my hands above my head. He parted my legs. He moved the rear of my panty to the side and got a very nice view of my clit.
"So fucking beautiful." He said before he plunged his tongue inside me. I felt my breath quicken as he licked me fastly. He's so damn good at this! I arched against him but he held me to be still. Fuck. He caressed my left breast, teased me with pinching my nipples. I moaned loader because of pleasure. I don't fucking care who will hear it. He sucked and licked and sucked again. He's driving me crazy! I can feel myself getting close to coming. He continued eating my clit until I lost control and fell the back of my head to the table. This was the best orgasm I ever had!
He licked all of my juices and stood up. I got a good look at the bulge on his pants. I smiled because his dick seems to be aching so hard that it wanted to be free from his tight pants.
"You're very very sweet princess! Now go to your room before I hurt you. " He warned as he helped me stand.
"It seems that you're the one who's hurt. Does it need some nursing?" I pointed at the bulge on his pants.
"I can take care of myself. Now go please before I wake every people in this house because of your scream. " Oh my. He's making me wet again. Maybe he wasn't good for having sex now. But it is okay. I had the best orgasm. Maybe I could see him again tomorrow and drag him inside my room. I grabbed my lasagna and looked at him seductively one last time before I went back to my room.