Chapter 4 - Konstantin

We hadn't been driving long when I felt her hand settle on my thigh. Glancing at her, Dahlia smiled provocatively at me. "You had quite a bit to drink tonight," I remarked.

She looked at my leg where her hand lay and traced little circles with her finger. Dahlia leaned closer as she spoke. I could feel her hot breath tickling my skin as she spoke. "How much longer?" She was swaying slightly as she sat back.

"I don't think you really want to do this, sugar," I added, taking another left. The apartment building wasn't far now.

"How would you know what I want? Didn't I tell you I want it?" she breathed out, moving her hand to my crotch. Her voice was laced with a deep need, which I felt sure was due to the excessive amount of alcohol.

Gently pushing her hand back down, I grinned at her. "Aren't you an eager young lady?" I replied teasingly.

Lowering the seat slightly, she leaned back in it as she spoke softly. "Won't you help me out of this dress?" Turning to face me, she placed one leg over the other, causing the dress to push up. Her silky-smooth skin called out to me as she pulled my hand down to her leg.

"Yes, I'll help you, in a minute or so," I replied, stroking her leg. I still didn't know why I felt so attracted to her. I wanted to protect her innocence, but she made it very hard for me.

Dahlia lifted her leg and placed my hand between them, pulling it up to her panties. "I want to feel you in me," she breathed out. Glancing at her, I noticed her cheeks were a dark shade of pink. Fluttering her eyes at me, I felt my cock stirring. She looked so adorable.

I was a little surprised at her sudden approach and readiness. But I loved the feel of her skin. Pulling my hand back, I spoke softly as I pulled into the underground parking lot. "We're here."

Once I had stopped, I hopped out and went to her side. Opening the door, she lunged at me, flinging her arms around my neck. I could feel she was still wobbly on her feet. So, I picked her up and carried her to the elevator.

As I leaned forward to press the button, she kissed my cheek. It felt like lightning entered my body and ran through every nerve. "I don't think you're sober enough to make this decision," I said, stepping into the elevator.

"If we didn't come here to complete my bet, why are we here?" she asked, looking up at me. As I left the elevator and headed to the condo door, I felt her fingers working at the buttons of my shirt.

Lowering her to her feet by the door, I swiped my keycard. She had undone the top three buttons. Her hand was inside my shirt, rubbing my chest as I picked her up again. "Dahlia, sugar, don't you think we should wait?"

Walking to the chaise, I gently placed her down. I tried my best to fight the attraction, but she wasn't letting up. As I pulled back, she grabbed my face and kissed me. Her lips were burning embers of passion.

I felt all resistance crumbling as her tongue slipped into my mouth. Her lips were like warm pillows. I felt my heart picking up speed as the sweetness of her cherry lip gloss lingered in my mouth.

Pulling her upright slightly, I breathed in deeply as I found the zipper at the back of her dress. Dahlia let out a small gasp as I pulled it down. "Sugar," I breathed into her neck, lacing it with kisses. "You're about to go to heaven."

Her hands closed around my neck as I slipped the dress from her perfectly formed body. There was an inferno of lust running through me as I laid her back to look at her. I wanted to take in all she was. I had never felt such strong desires before.

She was sculpted by the best artist with curves in all the right places. Her hands came up grabbing hold of my shirt. Before I could move, she had ripped it open. Riding myself of the shirt, I stood and removed my shoes and pants.

Bending over, I picked her up into my arms, heading for the bedroom. She was more desirable than any woman I had ever met. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she breathed out into my neck. "Take me, baby." Feeling her lips touching my ear, sent a shiver through me. I couldn't handle it any longer.

There was no time to get to the room. I turned and pinned her to the passage wall. "Dahlia, sugar, are you sure?" I heaved at her, trying to catch my breath. I felt a tad conflicted. I had always been able to control myself. I was meticulous in all aspects of my life. Why was my body betraying me? I had no restraint with this angel in my arms.

"Yes, baby," she replied, kissing my chest.

"Right," I huffed. "Not here, though."

Taking hold of her ass, I breathed in deeply, calming myself. I moved to the bedroom, and gently laid her down on the bed. As I stood to remove my boxers, I pulled her panties down and dropped them to the floor.

Moving back up, I covered her legs and stomach in a train of kisses. I could hear her breathing hard with every move. Her essence, soft skin, and every inch of her drove me insane.

As our lips met once again in a heated kiss, I lowered myself onto her. My cock was pounding, my body starving for her. Dahlia pulled her legs up allowing me full access. Gently, I penetrated her listening as her breath caught. I moved slowly until we came while teasing her with kisses.

Flopping next to her, I heaved as I tried to catch my breath. Sweat ran like streams down my chest. My mind was whirling as I reached out, taking hold of her hand. "Sugar," I breathed out loudly, gazing at her. "Stay the night."

My mind flooded with a yearning for her I couldn't explain. Dahlia smiled softly, shrugging her shoulders. Her skin was sparkling. Even though I knew it was due to the sweat, I thought she looked like the brightest star.

Getting up, I headed to the bathroom. Turning at the door, I glanced back as I spoke. "Wanna take a quick bath?"

She nodded before following me. After we had a relaxing bath, I borrowed her one of my shirts to sleep in. She was very quiet but didn't appear upset. "Are you okay, sugar?" I asked as I crawled in behind her, pulling her into my arms.

"Yes," she whispered.

Holding her, feeling her chest moving as she breathed, I knew I wanted more of her. This was the best sex I had ever had, and I was hooked. She was intoxicating, and until I could understand why these emotions had swept through me, I wanted her close.