Encounters (The Alpha Stranger) Book 1 Read Free Page B

and starts to fuck my mouth. I gasp for air as this big, thick dick slides in and out of my face. Then, after a while, I start to get into a groove. As the stranger moans, I begin to get off on this. Before you know it, I’m grabbing his ass and sucking him off.
     
    “Oh, you fucking slut!” the stranger moans as I deep-throat his big dick. I look up and see his six-pack abs contract. That only makes me want to suck him off some more. I run my tongue up and down that dick until he pulls my head away from his body. I fall to the ground. The stranger gets on top of me and begins to have his way with my pussy.
     
    “I’m going to split you in two,” the stranger threatens as he pushes that big dick into my pussy. He fucks me on the floor like an animal. The stranger takes his forearm and presses it against my neck. I couldn’t cry out if I wanted to. It doesn’t matter anyway. At this point, I’m just trying my best to keep myself conscious. The stranger pushes my hair to the side and begins to kiss and bite the back of my neck. He is so raw and aggressive that I’m scared to scream out my oncoming orgasm.
     
    I open my mouth as wide as I can. I’m cumming. I’m close. The stranger pushes my face right into the wooden floor of the living room and drives his dick deep into me. I grit my teeth and cum harder than I’ve ever cum in my life. Tears fall down my cheeks. Saliva drips from my lips. I could die a happy girl right now, on this floor. My body shakes.
     
    The stranger finishes inside of me. He lies his strong body on top of my back. I can hear his heavy breathing. His sweat drips onto the side of my face. We just lie there trying to recover. After a few minutes, the stranger gets up and puts his clothes back on. I look up at him. The handsome stranger puts on his jacket and tie. He walks to a mirror and straightens out his hair. I want to say something like, “That was mind blowing,” or simply “wanna have a drink?” The stranger doesn’t look like he is in the mood for chitchat. I slowly rise to my feet and plop down on the sofa. I hold one of the sofa pillows over my body. As the stranger is about to leave, he looks down at me. “Nice body,” he says as he walks out the door.
     
    I sit there for a moment and wonder what the fuck just happened. My body just got fucked like it’s never been fucked before. My mind is a whirlwind of confusion. And I don’t even know the stranger’s name. Of course, that’s the number one rule. We are not supposed to know anything about each other. Perhaps, that’s for the better. I look for my purse and pull out my phone. It’s 1:30 a.m. I have to be at work by nine. If I can get back to Culver City by 2:00, maybe I can get five hours of sleep before heading back to work.
     
    I take a quick shower in the bungalow shower. By the way, this was not a good idea. The longer I stay in this place, the more I realize that I live in a crap hole apartment. I jump into my Honda and get back to Culver City at a little after two. I open the door and thankfully find the living room empty. Good, my roommate is asleep. I don’t need her to see me right now. I go to the fridge and grab a small bottle of Gatorade. As I open the bottle, the light turns on. My roommate Deb is staring at me. “You got lucky!” she says.
     
    How the fuck does she know?! I play it coy. “Maybe.”
     
    “You have that post-orgasmic glow.”
     
    I meekly put the cap on my drink and head to my room. As I pass Deb she says to me, “Looks like your evening was a lot more interesting than mine.”
     
    Yeah, if she only knew!
     
    ***
    I thought I would be beat. It’s 9:15 a.m. and there is a spring in my step as I get off of the elevator to my receptionist job. I see all of the people walking into the office with me and I am the only one who is smiling. I have this dirty little secret that makes me feel like the most exciting person in the building. As I watch all the women make their way into