Evia stepped out of the Uber and stood outside of Flying Horse, a dive bar that she had frequented many years before. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at the text again. She could hardly believe that this was happening. She drew in a slow deep breath and exhaled as she reached for the doorknob. As the door opened, the loud music blaring from the jukebox came spilling out into the quiet parking lot. She stepped inside quickly as the door closed behind her.

She stopped at the bar, getting herself a cold bottle of beer and a shot. She threw the shot back quickly before wrapping her long, slender fingers around the bottle. She walked to the door of the backroom where the pool table and video games were. It was then that she saw him, standing with his back to the wall and a pool stick in hand. Her heart was beating so hard and fast she thought it might explode right there on the spot. He was watching the man he was playing against take his shot. He hadn’t yet noticed she had arrived, which gave her a few seconds to steady her nerves.

She walked over slowly, setting her beer bottle down on the table next to his. He turned his head, locking eyes with her. A broad grin played across his lips as he leaned the pool cue against the wall and quickly scooped her up in his arms giving her a tight bear hug. “Evia” he said excitedly. “You finally made it.”

Evia could not help but giggle as she hugged him back. “I told you, Dan. If you were ever in town I would meet up with you.”

It was Dan’s turn. He quickly potted the remaining balls, much to his opponent’s dismay. The two stood there talking for several minutes before he took her hand and said “follow me.” The moment that he took her hand in his, she felt that electric tingle spread throughout her body. He lead her, looking over his shoulder and smiling. He could hardly believe that it was happening, but he was extremely glad that it was.

As Evia stood in the narrow hall that led towards the restrooms she realized she was in way over her head. Dan stared into her eyes as she took a step back. Her back was firmly pressed against the wall. She knew then that agreeing to meet him face to face was a horrible idea. For a moment, she thought about what her current boyfriend would have to say if he knew she had gone there to meet an internet friend that she had been talking to and flirting with for years. The thought quickly dissolved as he stepped in closer to her. The heady aroma of his cologne was intoxicating. He did not speak a word.

Instead, he just reached out and placed his palm against her porcelain cheek. As he leaned in her eyes fluttered shut. She knew she should have stopped him but part of her really didn’t want to.

The moment that his lips met hers he knew she was scared. The kiss was more passionate and intense than she imagined it could be. Before she could stop herself, she was kissing him back with matched vigor. It excited him to know that she understood there was no turning back now. Her heart raced as he pulled back. His fingers slipped down to her jawline as he gently coaxed her to turn her head. In that instance, she knew he had not forgotten about her weakness. His lips met the delicate curve of her neck. He heard the soft whimpering gasp that she tried so hard to hide. Her body squirmed as he lavished her neck with attention. He knew what effect it would have on her before he had started kissing pale flesh. His body pressed against hers as he paused to whisper into her ear.

“I know you want this as badly as I do.” He felt her body stiffen. “You can’t hide it from me.” His teeth playfully nipped at her earlobe. “You want to be mine. Don’t you doll. It’s OK. I know you do, even if you won’t say it just yet. Just know, before the night is over you will tell me. That I am sure of.”

It was a cruel question. Lying to him was impossible. She knew she couldn’t do it successfully. She would break. Her body had already begun its betrayal of her. Her lips would soon do the same. This betrayal would be a much deeper one. It was one thing to fantasize about allowing another man to touch her. It was quite another thing to allow him to do so and admit that she wanted him to. Still, they both knew the truth. She did want to say it. She longed to confess her true feelings to him, but the words still would not dislodge from her throat. He leaned in and gave her a deeply passionate kiss. Dan knew his triumph over her was inevitable.

Her body was begging for what only he could do to it. She would never understand how she managed to lose all control of herself in his presence. She just knew that he was the reason. His hand moved to her chest, palming her firm round breast. Without further hesitation he slid his hand down until it met the hem of her top. The thin purple cotton tank hid very little. Her nipples stood out like boulders atop her fleshy hills. His hand slipped inside and began to fondle her ample breast. She moaned every so softly into his mouth. He felt her back arch as she pushed her breast against his hand.

His fingers deftly toyed with her distended nipple. He could feel the change in her breathing as he pinched and tugged the hardened nub. It would take every ounce of her willpower to fight what she was feeling and he was feeling it slip from her as he continued to kiss her. His every touch urged her to speak the words. Her resistance was crumbling fast. A disappointed look quickly spread across her face as he broke the kiss once again. His hand tenderly cupped her breast as he used the opposite hand to slip the front of her shirt down far enough to expose her creamy white breast. She gasped, glancing around to see if anyone was watching.

Dan’s head lowered to her chest as his lips parted just enough to suck the brownish pink bud into his mouth. She drew a sharp breath as his teeth gently caught the tender flesh.

He bit down just hard enough to give her a small burst of pain. She did not pull away or even make it like she wanted to stop him. Instead, she focused all of her energy on keeping silent. More than anything she wanted to admit defeat and give in to the lust that was raging inside of her but she was too stubborn to let him know how much he truly affected her. She swallowed a moan before it could escape as he began to flicker the tip of his tongue over her sensitive nipple. “Please...” She croaked. He immediately stopped what he was doing and took a step back, leaving her breast exposed. “Not here.” The bar was not overly full but all it would take was one person who knew her significant other to bring her world crashing down. News of any infidelity in that town spread like wildfire. She could not risk it.

He was prepared for her to beg him to stop, but not for him to pause only while they were in such a public place. He noticed that she had not made any attempt to cover her bare breast. Instead, she just stared at him pleadingly. His hand moved for her chest again but only to pull her shirt back into place. “Gather your things.” He said before turning to walk away.

Evia was flummoxed. She did not know if she had upset him or if he just simply wanted to get her out of there to continue his quest to make her beg him for it. Either way she took no chances. She quickly grabbed her purse and headed to the parking lot to find him. He had already gotten the car started and was pulling around to where she stood. He stopped with the door directly in front of her. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the door handle. She knew if she got into the car there was no turning back. She didn’t have the willpower to continue to resist his charms.

She drew in a deep breath for courage and opened the door. He simply smiled as she got into his car. He wasted no time driving to the motel he was staying in. The entire time he kept glancing at her. She was visibly nervous but did not seem to be upset by the thought of being alone with him. He knew that she was not the kind of girl to just go along with something that she did not want to do. The thought of her wanting him so badly she would willingly go to the motel with him turned him on even more.

Her heart felt as if it would burst from beating so quickly. He parked the car in the space in front of the door. Once she entered his motel room she could no longer make excuses to save her from his advances. There was absolutely no chance of anyone who knew her witnessing what would transpire between the two of them. Her willpower had already wavered. She did not hesitate to step inside.

Seconds later she heard the loud click of the lock as it engaged. Dan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body against his. Evia was shocked by how natural the embrace felt. She felt so safe in his arms even if she could not explain why. Before she could say anything, his lips met hers. Her eyes closed as she kissed him back with matched passion.

He slowly broke the kiss much to her disappointment. The fear that he had suddenly changed his mind crept inside her and began to grow with each passing second as he stared into her eyes. His hand moved to grasp her wrist as he took a small step back and released her from his embrace. He could see how suddenly frightened she was. He did not say a word. Instead, he guided her hand toward the large bulge in the front of his pants. It was all the reassurance she needed to wipe away any fear.

There was a small part of her that still believed she would be able to make him forget his plan to make her say the words, but she was wrong. While her touch made his cock throb and his resolve weaken it would not be enough to pull him from his senses. He let her continue for several seconds.

“See what is waiting for you.” He whispered.

“But only after you tell me what I know you want to say.” He pulled her hand away from his crotch. “Now, get undressed and get on the bed.”

For a moment she couldn’t move. The abrupt way that he had stopped her had left her stunned. She had never known a man to refuse the advances of a woman he so clearly desired. His self-control was as much of a turn on for her as it was a cause of frustration. All she wanted was to be ravished by him. There would be no refusing him though. Her heightened state of arousal made it impossible to resist obeying his command. She wanted to please him. Evia dreaded having to undress in front of him though. It was not that she feared his reaction to her body. He wanted her. There was no mistaking it. Without her clothing to hide behind she would be completely vulnerable.

Her gaze immediately lowered. Slowly she began to remove her clothing, starting with her shoes. He watched in silence as she slid them off. The soft pink hue that painted her skin only seemed to make her more striking. She had told him before that there was much beauty in the art of submission and in that very moment he fully understood what she was talking about. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled to unbutton her jeans, hoping that he did not notice. Once unfastened, she slid them slowly down to reveal her ebony lace panties. She did not need to look up to know that he had not taken his eyes off of her. She drew in a deep breath as she reached for the hem of her tank top. It was exhaled slowly as she began to lift it over her head.

He watched approvingly. The more flesh that she revealed to him the harder his member grew. Her nipples remained swollen and waiting for his attention. The only thing that remained was her panties. She slipped her fingers under the edges and began to slowly peel them down. Once they had slid past her thighs she let go, allowing them to flutter to the floor. She stepped out of them and without pausing turned toward the bed. He could tell how incredibly nervous she was.

It made him smile. He was nervous as well, but he hid it much better than she had. She timidly crawled onto the bed. As she positioned herself, he caught a glimpse of her wetness. Her sex was glistening. He licked his lips in anticipation. It was an action she failed to notice. She nervously squirmed to try to find a position she felt less vulnerable in but nothing worked. It felt like he could see right through her and into her heart. For a moment he just stared at her.

He knew she was struggling to not break down and say that she belonged to him. As badly as he wanted to hear her speak the words, he knew she never would unless she truly meant them. That was what made it even more precious to hear them. Dan carefully climbed on to the bed next to her. Instead of diving right in and tasting her sweetness, he reached for her hand. Her body stiffened at the first hint of a touch. He gently made her fold down her ring finger and pinkie, leaving her middle and pointer extended. He then eased her hand down to her shaven mound. She did not even consider trying to pull away from his grasp. It felt so natural to her to allow him to guide her. She sucked in a sharp breath as she felt her own fingertips brush against her slick flesh. He guided her fingers, controlling them as easily as he controlled his own.

He watched with great delight as she began to breathe more heavily. He used her fingers to tenderly stroke her clit. After a moment or two he released his grasp on her hand. He wasn’t surprised that she continued to touch herself the same way he had made her. He could tell she was getting incredibly turned on by performing for him. He reached over and placed his fingers under her chin, lifting until she met his gaze.

“Slide those two fingers inside.” He whispered. Without hesitation she obeyed. She sunk her teeth into her lower lip as she began to press her fingers inside her tight little slit. It did little to stifle the soft moan from slipping free. “That’s it loves. Work them in and out slowly.”

Her eyes widened as she complied. She had never been more turned on in her life than she was at that moment. Her eyes remained locked on his as she began to push deeper with each stroke. Soon her hips were rocking to meet the movement of her fingers. She wanted desperately to climax, but she knew she shouldn’t. He could tell she was quickly getting closer to doing so. His hand moved to hers once again and this time he pulled her fingers away from her dripping wet sex.

Without saying a word he brought them to her lips. She parted them slightly as he guided them into her mouth. She gave a slight moan as she tasted her sweet honey clinging to her skin. He released her hand and watched her slowly suck her fingers clean before removing them.

This time his fingers parted her lower lips. She gasped as he pushed them deep inside her. He gently thrust them in and out a few times to get them fully coated with her juices before he withdrew them. She gave a soft, disappointed sigh. It was his turn to taste her. She nervously waited for his reaction as he placed his fingers in his mouth. She tasted as amazing as he thought she would. It made him crave more of her, but he knew if he did not let her calm down she would easily lose control. Only after she admitted she was his he would allow her such pleasures.