Spectacular Stranger by Lucia Jordan Page B

appreciatingly to make his point. Kelly’s skin crawled a little, but right now, a handsome
stranger was her best shot at an orgasm that night.
    Kelly pursed her lips,
digesting and considering the information and planning in her head if her place
would be a good idea. Her mom might show up there, she knew, but she could just
disconnect the doorbell. She didn’t fancy around the back alley of the club,
and the restrooms just seemed too gross to even consider. Still, there was
something delicious about fucking a stranger in the bed she had once been
fucked in by her fiancé.
    “Would you like to see my
apartment, Scott? It’s pretty close,” she coiled a spring of her red hair
around a finger.
    He looked at her face
closely, trying to assess her, as if checking she was really a woman and not a
man in drag. After a lengthy pause, in which Kelly began to feel uncomfortable,
he nodded and agreed that he was up for it.

 
    “After you”, he said,
smiling and moving aside to let her walk towards the exit of the club.

 
    Kelly relaxed visibly; she
was excited, thrilled. She did not know him at all, but instead of scaring her,
it just made her more excited, drove up her arousal and made her wish that she
didn’t find the idea of fucking behind a club quite so repellant. Right now,
she would have taken it anywhere.
    She sobered up in the taxi
and had a good look at Scott. He looked as though he was in his early thirties,
was attractive enough and seemed to be well-built under his shirt. She wondered if he was a commitment-phobic man as well. Maybe
that was better for a one-time fuck. She reached for his thigh with her hand
and ran her hand down it, making his leg tense with the feeling.
    He glanced at her, looking
over her face and body approvingly. Kelly felt vindicated – how long
since someone had looked at her like that – with pure lust and arousal
rather than pity or mild affection? The drive to her apartment couldn’t end
quickly enough, and she felt the beginnings of Scott’s erection begin to tent
his trousers.

 
    She smiled to herself. Did
she still have the kind of power?

 
    She hoped so, and as the
cab drew up outside her apartment building, she braced herself for the night
she had only read about in books – the night where the handsome stranger
gives you everything you want, and everything your body needs to be satisfied.

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter Three

 
    The door of the apartment
closed behind them and he took her hand, pulling her gently towards him.
    His mouth swooped down,
taking her lips inside. Kelly felt as though she had exploded; her body was a
mass of warm, tingling sensations and arousal. Her sex pulsed and moistened
with vigor and her skin tingled wherever his hands roamed over her. She wanted
to press herself against this stranger completely, to feel his on top of her,
beneath her and all over her body.
    Scott’s mouth slanted
fiercely over hers, and she slid her tongue into his mouth, groaning against
him as his hands grabbed her breasts roughly and squished them in his palms
over her dress. He moved one hand down towards her buttocks and held onto one
ass cheek, his nails digging into her soft flesh.
    She couldn’t control her
arousal; it had never been like this with Jake. It was always controlled, and
slow. She had never known this kind of passion and she could barely keep up
with the feelings.
    Scott pushed her against
the door and pushed his body into her, she could feel his hard cock pressing
determinedly into her stomach and she moved her hand between their bodies,
grasping his cock into her palm. He chucked against her mouth and kissed her
harder, biting her lips and sliding his tongue over hers.
    Abruptly, he picked her up
and her legs wound around his waist automatically, as if knowing what to do by themselves . She gasped, she wanted
him so badly she could have climaxed just from thinking about him. She could
feel his hard, hot cock against her panties as