Well, that's enough for me! I refuse to read one more line before stopping to eat something. So, everyone, is anyone else feeling excited?

Of the eight people in the newsroom at that hour, not much could be expected. The lively crowd had long since left.

"Oh, Karla, don't take it the wrong way, my dear, but this is not the time! We're super late for closing!" Lui replied.

- Maybe... But I'm going to eat something, have a coffee and smoke a cigarette! I'm stuck, I'm going to sleep on the machine soon!

If anyone asks for me, I'm at 24h on the next street!

- OK baby, be careful!

I smiled at Lui and left.

Better to go out than to sleep! Always.

I took the elevator, fixed my hair, obviously, straightened my clothes - ok - there's not much to do of course, and left the building.

The street, as always, was deserted. But the 24-hour market was packed! I had to fight my way to the counter.

- Hello Marcelo, please, a strong coffee, a cheese bread and oh! Bring guarana to inject! Lol

- Tough night, huh Karla!

- Don't remind me, my friend! I took a break, but I have work to do all night!

- It's coming! Give me a few minutes and I'll make you some fresh coffee. Just the way you like it!

- Marcelo, you're the man!

I smiled at him and drummed my fingers and looked around as I waited. Then my eyes fell on a man. Tall, well-built, alone, and without a wedding ring! I thought, "How beautiful, Karla, and you're working. How unfair fate is!"

I went back to facing the counter, obviously discouraged! Until I heard that voice! And what a voice! How could a good-looking, lonely guy still have a voice like that? Yes, fate is a very, very dull guy.

- Good evening, I noticed you're alone. Could I sit down and talk?

What's this nonsense, Mr. Destiny? You can stop it!

- Of course! Why not? My name is Karla, nice to meet you! You are?

I extend my hand to the mysterious man of every woman's dreams.

- Nice to meet you Karla, I'm Marcos.

He took my hand and placed a kiss on the palm. Yes! On the palm. Oh there...

- So, Marcos. Alone at 2 a.m. on a Thursday night in a pub downtown. Are you lost?

Marcos, with dark brown hair, gray at the temples, brown eyes, very fair skin, opens a smile with very white teeth and says:

- Actually, I'm insomniac! Without a clue, I decided to stop and look for some interesting company.

Okay, Mr. Doom. What part about "stop it" was hard to understand? Now it's just bullshit, or the lack thereof.

- Geez! What a shame! I'm sorry for your insomnia, but not for the company.

Oh my God! What's gotten into me?????? It was a coffee break, not some inconsequential flirtation. But he was the one who started it!

Once again he gives me that crooked smile.

- I'm not sorry! It was great meeting you. But you didn't tell me why you were lost around here.

- That's because I'm not lost! I'm working. This is just a break from sleeping.

Even though I was already completely awake!

- Really? I work at this hour? And what does such a beautiful lady do so much work for?

And there was that blessed smile. Oh, stop. I'm not going to talk to you anymore, destiny. This has become a prank!

At that moment Marcelo returns with the coffee and bread.

- Thank you, Marcelo.

- You're welcome, Karla. Everything okay over there? He said, looking at Marcos.

- Yes. Everything is in order.

Marcelo nodded and left to deal with the commotion.

- So Mr. Curious, I work in an editorial office and we're late!

I drank my coffee. And looked at him. I found he was staring at my mouth as he drank. And then he shifted his gaze to my neck.

- Hmm. Okay, how about something stronger in a more private place? Don't worry, I'm not suggesting a motel or anything like that. Just somewhere quieter.

I finished my coffee and smiled.

- I'd love to, Marcos. But I need to get back to work.

It was nice meeting you.

I started to get up, but was stopped by a well-manicured hand on my wrist.

- Take my card, at least. Call me. We can have a drink another day.

I took the card. Except for the name and cell phone number, handwritten on a small white card, there was nothing else.

- Of course! I'll call! It will be a pleasure to see you again.

He turned my wrist. And placed a kiss there. It sent shivers down my spine. He smiled again and followed me with his eyes to the door.

Man, that was intense! The guy managed to captivate me with a few lines, some incredible looks, and a unique, but positive, demeanor! Perfect! And who works after a man like that?

Arriving at work, I put the card on the table and got to work!

At 6:30 a.m., I finally managed to leave and get in the car to go home. With that card burning a hole in my pocket.

I lay down, picked up my cell phone, stared at it, and decided to send a message.

"Finally home. I hope you managed to sleep. Is the drink still on?"

I had barely finished sending it and received the reply.

"super up! I didn't sleep. I was thinking about a certain woman..."

Wow! That was a crime! There you go! And who sleeps like that? The shower was the only option!

I came back, lay down again, ignored my cell phone and went to sleep.

When I woke up, about four hours later, the message notification LED was flashing. I arrived and there it was.

"still thinking about the same woman..."

I sent.

"and the woman thinking about you"

As before the message soon flashed.

"How about today? We can get to know each other better. Do you know the Village?"

"No "

"Here's the address. I'll meet you there at 10 p.m. Come in a black dress. Kisses."

OK.

And now this. I don't even know the man and he already wants to order my wardrobe.

Even though I really wanted to wear something else, I couldn't get the message out of my head. I put on the black dress and went.

I arrived at the bar and sat at the counter. Soon after, I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turned around and found myself face to face with Marcos.

- Sorry I'm late, Karla.

- Imagine, I just arrived!

- Shall we go to a table in the corner so we can talk better?

- Of course!

He held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. He immediately turned and kissed my palm, then waited for me to stand and lead us to one of the tables.

We sat down and he signaled to the waiter who served us immediately and left after taking our order.

- So, beautiful lady, did everything go well the other night?

I couldn't help but smile at the beautiful lady. He had a different demeanor, serious and playful at the same time. Probably a natural seducer!

- Yes, Marcos, although it was at forty-seven in the second half. Lol

- I knew you would, because besides being beautiful, you exude competence.

Hmm... Another irresistible flirtation. This is becoming a regular occurrence. Well, let's see what happens. Mr. Fate, I said I wasn't going to talk anymore, but could you give me a little push in this case? Please!

- It was rushed, but it turned out well. And you still haven't told me what you do for a living.

- True. I'm a software consultant. I work providing support to companies. Which gives me a certain freedom.

- That's cool. Do you get a lot of silly questions?

- You have no idea.

Oh, there it was. And there it was again, that smile.

- I noticed you're wearing a black dress that suits you perfectly!

- To be honest, I thought about using some other color, but your request didn't leave my head.

Oh my God! I thought there couldn't be a smile more irresistible than a lopsided one, but I was wrong! A genuine smile made me melt all over!!!!

"Look, Karla, I don't want to scare you or anything, but I like you. And I want you. I really want you. But I'm not very conventional, let's put it that way, so I want to know if you want to go through with this. Or just exchange pleasantries and leave here as two friends."

Wow! Mr. Fate, you didn't have to throw me down the stairs either. It was just a little push, remember the request?

- Marcos, I barely know you and I don't know if I understand the "not very conventional" part.

He ran a finger over my lips, and then placed his hand on mine on the table.

- We can get to know each other little by little. And sex isn't very conventional, Karla. Let's just say I'm firm. And I like to be obeyed.

- Hmm. That gives a lot to think about.

- Yes. It really is. But take your time. I just want to know if you're open to something new, as I think you are, or if you just want a friend, since I can't offer a middle ground between those.

Okay, okay, okay. This is getting more and more sinister. But the man seems like a giant magnet. And I'm having no success pulling away. Every word fascinates me more. It makes me more curious and eager to see what this madness will lead to.

- Marcos, I don't really know how to answer...

- It's simple. Say yes.

(laughter )

- Coming back, I don't really know how to answer, because I like new things and it would be a lie to say that I'm not interested in you, but it's too quick, don't you think?

- Life is short, beautiful. We have to enjoy it. For example, right now, I want to kiss you.

With that, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. A slow, promising kiss that made me burn with desire.

When he stopped, I wanted to pull him back into a passionate kiss, which was how I felt. And in that moment, I would say yes to anything crazy. And I think that's exactly what he intended.

Our order arrived: a charcuterie board and an excellent wine.

We drank in silence, staring at each other for a while. Until he returned the attack. He slid one of his hands down my thigh without taking his eyes off mine. Making me gasp. Then the same hand came to trace a line from my neck to my bare shoulders.

And yes! It was killing me.

The sweet torture ended with another soul-burning kiss.

- Do you want to be mine? I want you. And I want you so much. I want you now, naked, all mine.

These were words whispered in the ear after the kiss.

Now let's get to the truth. Would anyone alive, with hot blood running through their veins, be able to say no to the God of seduction sitting at the table? I doubt it!!!!!!!!!! Well... You already know I wasn't able to...

- I want! I want to be yours.

He immediately signaled to the waiter, cancelled the remainder and asked for the bill.

"Come on. I can't let you change your mind." He said with a smile and a wink.

With my hand firmly in his, he led me to his car, despite my protests that my car would be left behind. He said we would pick it up later.

He opened the door for me to get in and came around to get behind the wheel.

He drove to a motel, handing a piece of paper to the attendant, who promptly handed over the key and opened the gate.

He parked the car in the designated spot for the room, got out, and helped me out. He led me to the unlocked door and pulled me inside. Still in the dark, he locked the door and pinned me against the wall, giving me several breathtaking kisses while caressing my breasts through my dress.

His other hand slipped under the hem and up my thighs, making me go wild with desire. He broke the kiss for a few seconds to suck on half of my breasts.

Man, what was all that? It was killing me and we were still at the door.

He lowered the straps of my dress and sucked my breasts directly, lifted my wrists, holding them above my head with one hand and returned to the mind-blowing kisses while the other hand went up my thigh until it touched me.

Yes. It was torture, but how sweet it was! It was taking me to the stars like that.

He stopped touching me and used his free hand to lower the zipper of my dress until it slid down my body leaving me in just heels and panties.

At that moment he asked between kisses:

- Kneel on the floor, I want to look at you like that.

Although the proposal wasn't common, I decided to get into the mood and knelt down, looking deep into his eyes, and soon the crooked smile was there. Beautiful as always.

- You look beautiful like this, you know?

I shook my head, full of desire, not trusting my voice to speak at the moment.

He caressed my face and breasts and asked me to touch myself so he could look.

Okay. It was a little weird for me too, but nothing that couldn't be fixed.

Then, still without taking my eyes off his, I began to touch myself. Which made me even more lustful, if that were possible! He looked at me as if I were the most precious thing in the world, and that inflamed me more and more.

Then he asked me to take off his pants. I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper, taking the opportunity to run my hands down his shapely legs until he was free of his pants and his boxers followed suit, releasing an already hard member that demonstrated the desire he also felt.

I didn't wait for an invitation, I just slid my tongue all over him and put it in my mouth. Marcos held my hair in his hands, moving it back and forth deeply for several minutes.

- Enough, Karla. Or the party will be over too soon.

Still holding my hair, he turned on the lights and led me to a bed with chains. He laid me down and tied my wrists and ankles.

The desire was so great that I wasn't even able to object. In less than a minute, I found myself completely trapped and at the mercy of a near stranger.

He admired the scene for a few moments and then came on top, he started with one of those kisses that takes away your reason, and went down to my breasts performing an incredible magic, and then he squeezed them until I made a moan of pain, not content with that he even bit me, at this moment I felt a little fear of what he could do and I struggled unsuccessfully.

He didn't care, and continued the trail with his tongue until he reached the center of my pleasure where he passed his tongue, and then sucked me making me moan, leaving me crazy with desire and writhing tied up. I was already close to exploding when he stopped and said "Not yet".

He got up, leaving me panting and writhing on the bed, and came back with a glass of ice.

He passed the ice over my lips and gave me a hot, skin-searing kiss. He continued with the ice, passing it over my breasts, and when I could bear it no longer, he stopped and sucked with his warm mouth. The sensation of pleasure was indescribable! With each suck, I moaned louder, writhing in his mouth.

And of course he wanted more. He wanted me completely lost. And that's what he got.

The same process was done on my pussy. Slower, longer. Taking his time on purpose. When he put his mouth on it and started warming the area with his tongue, I was already begging for him.

And he pretended not to hear...

Until his mouth pulled away from mine. The end of that sweet torment was both a relief and a frustration.

Then I felt him position himself between my legs and I thought he would finally answer my pleas, but he put the head in and took it out, letting it rub against my clitoris, and then put just the head back in again.

He did this so many times that I struggled, begging for more. Wanting him all inside me.

Then I felt a finger force my ass, while the other played with my clit.

Between moans and sighs I managed to ask "Please, Marcos, not in my ass. Please! He's a virgin." I received a light slap on the buttock "Not today, Karla, but you will still beg me for it...".

He continued to thrust with one finger. The pleasure was so great that I thought I was about to explode, but he stopped. Just as I was about to protest, I felt him bury his hard member in me all at once. He began to thrust firmly and strongly while still playing with my clitoris.

I couldn't take it anymore and exploded in an incredible orgasm that shook my entire body. But Marcos didn't stop. Even as the spasms came and I tried to close my legs slightly to get relief on my clitoris, he continued. Taking me to the peak of desire again. I didn't think I'd be capable of another orgasm, but it came. As strong as the first. And with it, Marcos's.

I felt his hot cum fill me. He leaned down and kissed me intensely. Then he pulled out of me and released my wrists and ankles.

Then he threw himself on the bed next to me and pulled me into his arms.

- Did you like it, my beauty?

- Hmm. I can't say. I think you'll have to do it again to be sure.

He laughed out loud.

- Good! I see we'll have a few more nights until you're sure.

So answer me. Will you be mine?

- I want to, Marcos. I want to be all yours.

- How delicious! So get ready, because next time I'll have your ass.

And he silenced my protest with one of those kisses he liked so much.

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