| My Favorite Mistake She remembered the night as if it was just last night. Every detail of how he had seduced her, taking her virginity in one night. It had been a rainy night in Seattle, as his soft and warm hand held tightly to her�s, leading her into the fancy hotel. It was the fanciest that she had ever been in, as she looked around wide-eyed taking everything in as he led her towards the elevator. As he waited impatiently for the elevator to come, her eyes wandered around, wanting to remember all of this till the day she died. Remember the persian rugs. Remember the chandliers. Suddenly she felt very out of place in this place clearly meant for the rich. She obviously didn�t belong here, standing here in her old faded holey jeans and sweat jacket that was soaked all the way through to the tank top she wore under it, from the rain. Then her hair was another story. It always curled when it got wet. But then there he confidently stood, holding her hand still, dressed for such a place as this in one of his brand names, designer clothes. He surely was the most beautifulest creature God had ever made, at lease in her eyes. As the elevator arrived his two overly large bodyguards ushered the two of them into it. Once secure inside he glanced down at her to find her starring at him. He flashed her an overly confident smile, to ease her nerves. She smiled back shyly, then looked ahead as they arrived at their desinated floor. He quickly headed to his room, using his free hand to pull out his room card. Dropping her hand, he swiftly slid the card in opening the door. He brought his hand to the small of her back, gently pushing her in. She slowly slipped her drench sweat jacket off, setting it on a chair, as she gawked at her surroundings. She slowly moved about the room, inspecting everything. She ran her hand along the tv cabinet. Looked inside the bathroom. Pushed down on the bed. He smiled at her curiousity. He slowly walked up behind her, setting his hands on her shoulders as he gently kissed her neck. �You�re so beautiful,� he softly whispered. She smiled, licking her lips expectantly. Taking the hint he came around to be in front of her, brushing his lips across her�s. She leaned in to deepen it. Never in her life had she ever been kissed with such fire. Abruptly he pulled away, much to her dismay. �Is something wrong?� she whispered timidly, fearful that he hadn�t enjoyed it. �Yeah,� he said huskily rubbing his hands up and down her arms, sending goosebumps up her arms. �You�re all wet. We need to get you out of these wet clothes before you get sick.� She smiled widely, as he helped her slip the soaked tank top over her head. Starring at her breast, he laid a hand on one, while returning his lips back to her then putting his other hand on her butt, to bring her closer. Her hands slipped down to his pants, unbuttoning them. Her hands trembled, as she struggled to get the zipper down. He reached down steading her hands, as he helped her pull the zipper down. He wiggled his hips, causing the pants to fall to his ankles, never once breaking their embrace. He fell back onto the bed, pulling her on top of him as he fumbled around with her jeans. She crawled up on him as he pushed the jeans off, till they finally fell on the floor along with all their other clothes. Next was to get her thong off, which was no trouble at all for him. She was working on his boxers as he lifted himself off the bed, just for her to slid them off. She then looked up, straight into his eyes, knowing there was no turning back. She had been seduced by his charm. There he laid grinning at her cockily, knowing that he was about to get laid. That he was stealing away her virginity. The next morning she woke up startled, looking around. She was alone. Holding the sheet around her, she got up to look around the room for any trace that he was still there. All his stuff was gone. Tears stung the back of her eyes as she relized all she was to him was an one night stand. Now he had moved onto the next city of his tour, where he�ll find another girl to fill his bed for a night. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Now while thinking back on that night she had tons of regrets. The biggest was in the back room crying for her next feeding. She smiled to herself thinking of how good he was though. How he tasted. One thing was for sure, he�ll always be her favorite mistake... |
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