Deep brown chocolate eyes framed her nervous expression when she almost whispered in shock, ‘w-what did you say’. He regarded her unspoken apprehension and quickly recaptured the moment by linking his arm into hers as the moonlight drew ghostly figures around. An atmosphere whereby beauty emerged as the sweet fragrance of nearby planted roses and flowers endeavored gracefully. It was an enthralling picture to remember for eternity. In the quiet stillness of a hot July night, they were parked out in front The National Gardens after watching their first official date to the new fancy restaurant. His eyes returned to hers and the disarming smile caused her to look away shaking her head slightly still baffled. The thoughts raced through her mind, ‘did he really just ask her that, wait, wasn’t he the perfect gentleman so far, wasn’t his entire family so stable and functional, why would he make such an alarming request when they barely know each other.’ ‘Want to share what’s going in that mind of yours’, he said almost with a laugh. ‘Erm, I can ask you the same’, she gazed back cautiously, ‘this isn’t a normal request, Ethan, when we don’t really….’ ‘Nothing’s normal really, ‘he interrupted smoothly, ‘if you want to consider the term practically. Besides, I don’t see you running off into the bushes yet.’ He grinned slyly, his other hand resting on his tie and loosening it. She wondered if it was a dare, because it might be the lesser of the embarrassing choices. Sighing, her mind wandered to when she had willingly anticipated a moonlit stroll through exotic gardens with passionate kisses and delivered home safely. The word ‘safe’ echoed loudly in her mind and she shivered slightly. Ethan removed his jacket and placed it snugly around her shoulders, giving a gentle squeeze and then whispering close to her ear, ‘you are a bit flushed, baby’. Before she could say anything, he kissed her softly on the right cheek. ‘What do you say to a guy who suddenly moved from being polite and gentlemanly to daring? Especially when that guy was a senior manager of the business you are interning. What will….’ ‘Less thinking and more answers, baby’. He interrupted, the heat in his eyes deepening. Shaken by his request and with the butterflies in her stomach dancing madly, she bent down and slowly removed her silky panties. ‘Mm-mmm’ He smiled approvingly, retrieving them from her trembling hand. ‘Good girl, Sara’. She looked quickly away, clutching the sides of a knee-length black satin dress. ‘Please, don’t take away those beautiful eyes from me. I want to know you properly, every thought, every heart-beat’ He placed her panties in the pocket of his denim dark blue pants and stepped closer holding her gaze, removing his neck-tie.
Smiling, he said, ‘hands, baby’. Saraa looked awkwardly into his hazel glinting eyes and stretched out her slightly trembling hands. She knew the attraction between them was strong but everything was happening so quickly it flustered her. Ethan Wellington was by far one of the wealthiest reputable bachelor. And, if that wasn’t enough he could capture the heart of any woman with his charm, wit and humour. But, he wanted her, Saara, four years older and only an intern at his company, what will people say when…. His lust filled voice broke through her thoughts once more, ‘lean back into the hood of the car, hands over your head and don’t move them until I say so. Understand’? Saraa nodded as she carefully positioned herself, bare hands and legs making a chilled contact with the coolness of the steel material of his black Porsche. Slightly she shivered. ‘It’s okay sweetheart, soon you’ll be warm in my arms after we arrive home.’ He paused and continued, ‘and after I fuck you hard.’ He said almost sinisterly, pressing himself on her, his hands roaming her legs and caressing just above her knees, beyond the seams of her mini-dress. He leaned in close, his face almost touching her face, murmuring. ‘Would you like that, baby? For me to fuck you so hard, you beg to stop.’ The nearness of Ethan’s body, his hot breath on her face, as he stroked and caressed above her knees was so intense that Saraa found herself unable to speak, as she felt moisture grew between her legs. She nodded and turned away from him towards the moon and glittering stars above. It was such a beautiful sky sparkling above them. A pristine view to behold meditatively and become engrossed with. ‘Do NOT look away.’ He said with such a stern tone, she immediately jerked her face towards his. Glaring eyes penetrated hers. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t….’ ‘oohhh, Ohhhh’ His hand was pressing on her mound. ‘s-s-sooo w-wet’ He slurred on the words. The contact of his hot hand at her most intimate place, his heated body pressing on her and musky scent invading her nostrils, were all so disarming that she wondered if she was going to cum just from these interactions but instead she moaned softly. ‘Mmm-mmm, yes, moan for me Saara.’ He coaxed as his finger rubbed between her heated pussy lips. ‘Soon those moans will be turning into pleasured screams. You will be filling the night’s air with the sweet sounds of my name on those luscious lips. I will own your desires, Saraa, they will only be mines. comprende, baby?’ His fingers parted her lips and began rubbing the tender skin on the inside. Saara shifted restlessly and parted her legs wider. ‘That’s it, honey, open your legs more, want my touch, and don’t ever forget this night.’ Her body was flaming and even the coolness of steel material beneath her was warming up. His fingers tortured her velvet softness and enthralling eyes seemed to turn dark embers. She moaned and arched her back, her eyes becoming dazed as bounded hands rubbed helplessly against each other. ‘what’s wrong honey, are you still cold?’ His seductive voice almost sounded daunting. She shook her head, eyes glistering. ‘Say what you want.’ His voice and stare both equally icy, as one finger tip pressed itself arousingly on her hole and the next continued tracing her inner pussy lips. ‘P-please, please, ‘She panted still writhing under him. ‘Please what, Saaraa’ came his calm and confident reply, ‘do you want me to stop, is that it.’? She shook her head strongly as tears welled up. With his other hand he grazed the outline her collarbone. ‘So sexy, mm-mm-mm. Say, what you want baby.’ His voice was gentle and quiet. He bent to give soft kisses on her neck and Saara moaned and trembled. At the same time tip of his finger slipped inside. ‘Please, yes, oh fuck’ She exclaimed and closed her eyes. Ethan pulled away his hand and face from her. ‘Noooo’, she almost screamed. They looked at each other for a while, the contrast strikingly different in each. Ethan’s expression was collected and calm , whilst Saara ‘s bewildered and flustered. ‘You disobeyed’ Ethan said simply and began standing up. ‘No, what, how? Don’t go?’ She pleaded. ‘I’m the one in charge and when I give orders you obey. Is that clear? Ethan had spoken harshly. She nodded confused. Nevertheless, he still stood standing. ‘I want you, Ethan.’ She said momentarily, ‘don’t stop, I will do as requested’ He nodded and moved towards her. ‘Good, no more disappointments, now keep your eyes on mines.’