[ad_1]
I stood in front of the dark alley, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. I had never done anything like this before, but something about him had drawn me in. The way he had looked at me across the crowded bar, the way he had touched my hand when he handed me his card. It had all felt so electric.

I pushed apart my reservations and took a deep breath before stepping into the mouth of the alley. It was almost pitch-black, but I could see the outline of him waiting for me a few feet away.

“Hi,” I said, my voice shaking slightly.

“Hi,” he replied, his voice low and smooth. “Are you sure you want to do this? We can still walk away.”

I hesitated for a moment, but then I saw the hunger in his eyes and felt the heat between my thighs. I didn’t want to walk away.

“I’m sure,” I said, taking a step closer to him. “Lead the way.”

He took my hand and pulled me deeper into the alley, the sound of our footsteps echoing off the walls. I felt his eyes on me, scanning my body, and I shivered with anticipation.

When we reached the end of the alley, he pushed me up against the wall, pinning me with his body. He kissed me hard, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands roamed my body.

I moaned into his mouth, my hands tangling in his hair as I lost myself in the sensation of his touch. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I wanted him with a desperation I had never felt before.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire. “Are you ready for this?”

I nodded, unable to speak as he lifted me up and pressed me against the wall. He kissed me hard, his hands sliding down to my hips as he lifted my skirt.

I gasped as he pushed apart my panties and sank into me, his thrusts hard and fast. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back as he pounded into me.

He kissed me again, his tongue tracing the edges of my lips as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I felt my orgasm building, hot and heavy, and then it washed over me in a wave of pleasure.

He followed shortly after, his body spasming against mine as he emptied himself into me. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies joined, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.

When he finally pulled away, I was a little bit disoriented, the only wondered in my head being that I wanted more. We had barely scratched the surface, and I was already addicted to the way he made me feel.

He grinned at me, sensing my hunger. “Want to go back to my place?”

I nodded, feeling a thrill of pure lust run through me. This was exactly what I had been looking for, and I wasn’t about to let it slip away.

He took my hand and led me out of the alley, his hand burning hot against mine. We hailed a cab, and he gave the driver an address that was just a few blocks away.

The taxi pulled up to an old brick building, and he led me up a rickety staircase to a small apartment on the top floor. It was dimly lit, with a few candles throwing flickering shadows on the walls.

He took me in his arms again, kissing me hard as he pushed me towards the couch. I fell onto the cushions, my body buzzing with anticipation.

He knelt in front of me, unbuttoning my blouse and peeling it off slowly. He ran his hands over my breasts, teasing my nipples until they were hard and sensitive.

I whimpered with need as he moved down my body, unzipping my skirt and sliding it down my legs. He pulled off my panties and threw them apart, spreading my legs wide.

He buried his face between my thighs, his tongue flicking over my clit as he lapped up the evidence of my arousal. I writhed beneath him, my fingers digging into his hair as I rode the waves of pleasure.

He suddenly pulled away, his eyes dark with lust. “I need to be inside you again,” he growled, pushing me onto my back.

He lifted my hips, positioning himself at my entrance. He slid into me again, his thrusts harder and more urgent than before. I clawed at his back, crying out as the pleasure built to a peak.

He pounded into me, his fingers digging into my hips as he lost himself in the sensation. I was completely lost in the moment, my body surrendering to him completely.

We came together, our bodies pressed together with a fierce intensity. I could feel his hot breath against my neck, his heart beating rapidly against mine.

We stayed like that for a few moments, our bodies entwined. I knew this was just a one-night stand, but for the moment, I didn’t care. I was lost in the pleasure of his touch, the heat of his body.

Finally, he pulled away, his breathing still ragged. He gave me a slow, lazy grin. “You’re incredible,” he said, his eyes blazing with desire.

I smiled, feeling a deep satisfaction in the heat of the moment. It had been an intense one-night stand, but it had been everything I had wanted and more. Midnight rendezvous all the time had a way of leaving one with stories they would never forget.
[ad_2]