I don't know why but reading my racy books out in the open at the park made me feel more excited than I anticipated, was it because the unsuspecting bystanders can't see that my toes are curled my insides on fire and my knickers wet. The one thing I can't hide thou is the rosiness of my cheeks. My breath catches out loud and I look up just in time to meet the eyes of a stranger. I divert mine quickly, then slam my book closed. That is a scene to read behind closed doors. The man seemed to giggle as he continued. Surely, he didn't know what I was thinking.

Putting my book back into my bag, I get up and head back to my apartment complex. I kick at the gravel on the road as I cross the short distance home. I force myself to stop biting my bottom lip as I get into the elevator and press the button marked five. Just as the doors are closing a boot appears between them. Our eyes meet, I step back instinctively making room for his muscular frame to fit. His presence is intoxicating, and his cologne has me wanting to rip off his clothing like a wild animal. I remind myself to settle down and stop biting my damn lip.

'Christ Aim'ee get yourself together girl, haven't you seen a man before.' The elevator suddenly feels so small. Our eyes meet again, as the rugged stranger from the park presses the keypad. I watched a little too closely as his Adam's apple bobs up and down, I swallow nervously realizing the elevator is yet to move. I diverted my eyes deciding instead to look at my feet as my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

I freeze as his rough hand grazes, then gripsmy shoulder spinning me around to face the mirrored wall. He puts his other hand on my other shoulder. I quickly suck in my breath as his palms start to make their way down my arms stopping to grip both my wrists, he lifts them up above my head where he holds them in one strong hand against the wall. He reaches for my ponytail pulling my head back firmly, exposing my neck to his hot mouth. He begins kissing the side of my neck and moving up towards my ear, then gently takes my earlobe into his mouth, causing my nipples to tingle as they bud into two tight peaks that strain against the fabric of my bra. He lifts his leg between mine to force them open slowly raises his knee up to my throbbing heat. I bend forward grabbing onto the handrail Infront of me. My pants moisten as he rubs his thigh between mine, my hard nipples now pressed on the hard glass Infront of me. His mouth brushes my ear and I let out a slight moan, causing him to hold my hair tighter, pulling me back towards him. 'Just relax, honey.' A gravelly voice pants in my ear. So, I do. Arching my back and push my ass towards him till I can feel his hard cock pressed up against me.

'Earth to Aim'ee, are you getting out of the lift, or are you going back down?' Bonnie asks, stabbing her finger into my arm. Shaking my head to clear the last guilty remanence of my daydream away, my cheeks start to burn up again as the elevator door shuts in my face. Bonnie breaks down laughing at me. It isn't the first time. 'Well, care to explain what or who was so distracting thatyou forgot to get off the elevator. I mean your cheeks give it away.' Bonnie continued laughing as she nudged my arm waiting for an explanation. She wasn't getting one. I couldn't say those things aloud, I'd die of embarrassment. She finally gave up and left, while I had to go back up the stairs. I didn't need to bump into him again. I just hope I didn't say or make any noises while he was in the elevator with me.

Shaking my head, I leapt up the last flight of stairs quickly, let myself into my room and threw myself on the couch and grabbed my book. Now where was I. Five seconds after I start reading again, I'm already feeling heated and ready to barge into my neighbor's apartment and have my way with him. But unfortunately, that wasn't who I was. With great frustration I throw my book down and head to the fridge, disappointed to find no chocolate in there. A cold shower would have to do, or I could just go back to my book and read the rest of the scene that had me so worked-up.

'Babe, I'm home.' Rhett called out as he walked through my door.

Oh shit, quickly I make my way back to my bed, grabbing my book and swapping it out for the textbook in my bag. Damn, my cheeks are always working against me. I give Rhett a quick smile as he sits on the bed near me. Luckily, I rolled to my stomach to hide the excitement my nipples were portraying.

'Guess what tonight is babe?' he asks excitedly. I have no idea, think brain think. With a guilty smile on my face, I shrug my shoulders. I need that cold shower. Rhett giggles gently before clearing his throat. 'It's sexySaturday, you know? Please don't make me say it.' Seeing how embarrassed he looked, I thought I better save him from himself. He was shy at times, even with me. We've been together for eight and a half months now. Sitting up, I ruffled his perfectly styled hair before getting up and heading for the bathroom. 'Just let me freshen up babe, then I'm all yours.'

Shutting the door behind myself I turn the cold tap on full and barely touch the hot water. Pulling off my shirt throwing it towards the basket, following close behind were my shorts and undies, luckily Rhett wasn't in here, because my knickers were way to damp for my liking. Shaking my head, I slide off my bra and hang it on the doorknob.

I draw in a sharp breath as the icy water hits my warm naked flesh, revealing instantly erect nipples, they have a mind of their own lately. Fighting the urge to caress the tender peaks I put my head under the water and lift my face towards the water harshly spraying down on me.

Squeezing my eyes shut tight. I hear a noise behind me, but I don't dare open my eyes or turn around. It can only be one person. Rhett's warm body is soon in the same small space as mine. I feel him right there near me. I know he's thinking the same things I am. I leave my eyes closed to heighten the experience. He still hasn't touched me, but it makes me want it even more. I can't stand it any longer, sliding my hands around each breast I caress myself. I hear him make a noise of approval at the back of his throat. He come as close as possible without touching me. He says my namein a quiet voice. I stop then take a step back towards him seeking his arousal and firm body. Finally, we make contact, I melt against him almost weak with need. He catches me and holds me in place as he rubs his cock across my ass cheeks.

Again, he says my name, this time a little louder.

I can't help but moan my answer back at him, 'Yes?' I gasp a little louder than expected.

'Are you going to be much longer, I am getting tired?' He asks from the room, bringing me out of yet another Daydream.

'I'll be out in a sec.' I call guiltily towards the room opening my eyes suddenly. What has gotten into me today. I wash myself super quick and head to the room in just my towel. Rhett is waiting ready for me he is sitting in bed with just the sheet covering his tan, toned thighs and waist. As I moved closer, he turns off the lamp and we're flooded with darkness. I drop my towel and move towards the bed half wishing I could go back to my daydream in the shower, it was exciting, and I didn't know what was coming next.

I slide onto the bed besides Rhett and take my position ever grateful the light is off to hide the disappointment in my face. Rhett rolls on top of me like always. He starts at the same speed as usual, changes tempo every three minutes before releasing himself without a hint of an orgasm for me. He routinely kisses my temple and turns over to go sleep. I lay awake contemplating getting up to finish the next chapter in my book.

The last week pasted quickly, I was planning to meet Bonnie at the pub later tonight, but Rhett was being a jerkand having a sad because I didn't want to have sex before I went out. What was a matter with him, I just showered. As we argued back and forth, I gave up and went to get changed into my pyjamas.

I sat on the couch and palmed the control but didn't turn on the television. I was mad because I didn't stand up for myself and annoyed at Rhett for being a total dick. Who does he think he is? surely, he has friends he can go out with too, shit he can come with us if he has too.

My phone rings for the third time, it's Bonnie again. Rhett walks into the room. 'Didn't you tell her you're not going babe?' he asks with a smirk on his face.

I accept the call. 'Hey Bonnie, sorry I'm going to be a little late go on ahead I'll meet you there. Ok Hun, bye.' Smirking back at Rhett I end the call. He has a blank look on his face, not used to me not doing as he said, he didn't know how to respond.

I walk straight past him to my wardrobe to find an outfit. Rhett follows behind me but still hasn't found his voice. I am enjoying this more than I thought I would. Keeping the smile off my face wasn't easy. Usually, I'd dress in something sexy but not too revealing because Rhett didn't like the attention guys would give me. But tonight, my goal was to piss him off and teach him a lesson. Finally speaking up he enters the room.

'Aims, you can't seriously be wearing that out of the house?' He questions suspiciously thinking I'm messing with him. I turn and give him my biggest smile, walking past sexily to get a drink from the fridge.But Rhett wasn't going to let it go that easily, exactly why I was downing this drink so quickly before I lose my courage. I sculled it quickly and grabbed another before I go to put my earring on. 'I am not letting you leave the house dressed like that.' He spoke.

I turned to face him squinting my eyes at him. 'Excuse me, Is that a threat?' I couldn't believe his nerve. Now I was mad, and these drinks were going straight to my head. I may have raised my voice just a little.

'No Aim'ee it's not a threat. I wouldn't threaten you. It's just - ' He back tracked.

'I don't care what you think right now, so piss off Rhett. I'm going to have a great night and you're not stopping me.' With those words I closed the door a little too loudly behind me. I stormed my way to the elevator, thinking it was fitting for the doors to open as I stomp my way on jabbing the keys as I mumble to myself. This was a new side of Rhett, and I couldn't say I was a fan.

The music was loud and vibrated through me. I was feeling a bit more than tipsy and Bonnie was laughing at me. She had never seen me this worked up while drinking. I was letting strange men dance with me and didn't stop them from groping a little either. I hadn't drunk this much since I was a teenager. Draping my arm around Bonnie she started to stumble from my body weight on her, we giggle as we make our way to the lady's room, again. 'I think it's time we head home Aim'ee.' Bonnie slurred.

I spin towards her, while applying my lip gloss. 'No, Bon Bon, just a littlelonger please? I don't wanna go home to Rhett.' Rolling her eyes in annoyed agreement Bonnie walked back to the dance floor with me for one last dance session. I grind against my friend and soon there are a small group of males dancing around us. One or two caught my eyes and I moved toward the tallest. He wasted no time grabbing my hips and pressing himself into me. I felt the heat rise in my face.

My head starts to spin a little, my body swaying with it. The tall stranger steadies me.

'I don't feel too good' I admit to whoever is listening. I feel the man move away quickly, but he doesn't go far and grabs my hand to lead me towards the front door and hopefully some fresh air. I hear Bonnie call out from behind me as she tries to catch up. I mumble something about waiting. But we seem to move faster through the crowd. I feel the cold air smack me in the face as we enter the damp alley. I feel relief and worry at the same time. I try to stop to breath the fresh air, but the man is still trying to lead me away from the club. I snatch my hand away and plant my feet as much as I can. Someone grabs me from behind.

I freeze, but the familiar scent of my best friend's perfume fills my nostrils and I instinctively relax against her. 'Piss off you perv.' Bonnie yells, always my saviour. He walks away. She grabs my hand, and we start to walk the short distance home, laughing and talking about the strange guy who tried to steal me from the club.

We both freeze as we start to cross the park near our apartments. Someone is standinga hundred meters in front of us, just staring straight ahead. Time seems to stand still, and nobody moves.

'Aim'ee, hurry up. I've been waiting here for over an hour.' Rhett calls. I roll my eyes even thou no one can see them and continue to walk home with Bonnie. I don't look at or reply to him. But he follows closely behind. I say bye to bonnie at her floor and we continue on in an uncomfortable silence. This is the first time I've felt this type of anger towards him, and I really don't care what happens at this moment.

Once in my apartment I head straight for the shower, and I know bed won't be far behind. Quickly I wash away all the sweat and germs from the club. As I'm about to walk to the room to get dressed I notice the lights are all off. So, I Flick them back on. Rhett starts making a fuss and getting under the blanket. 'You know I don't like the lights on when I'm naked.' I turn towards him and feel an overwhelming dislike for him. I just stand there staring at him. 'Aim'ee,' I still don't respond, so he raises his voice and repeats himself.

Instinctively I drop my towel. I hear him suck in a deep breath and I laugh as he looks away. But as I step toward the bed and rip the blanket off my laughing becomes increasingly louder and I can't control it. Rhett jumps up covering himself with his shirt, grabs his other clothes and locks himself in the bathroom. I can hear him mumbling to himself as he gets dressed.

Swinging the door open with more force than necessary he re-emerges with disapproval on his face, I try keep the smirk off mine but I'mreally enjoying this. 'I don't know what has gotten into you, but I hope it's the alcohol Aim'ee. You've really upset me tonight.' I scoff in response, I've upset him, boy is he dumb. Just when I'm about to give him a piece of my mind he continues, 'I'm going to go stay at my mates house and when I come back tomorrow, I expect an apology.' I look at him like he's crazy, but he doesn't catch on. I pick up my towel and wrap it around myself as I head to the front door to open it for him.

Confused he walks out the door expecting an argument, but I smile and reassure him that won't be happening. I wave goodbye without uttering a word. He seems confused but seems more worried someone will seem me at three am in the morning in my towel.

'Don't come out. I can see myself to the elevator.' He insists. Normally I would never leave the apartment like this, but this was making him way to uncomfortable. 'Aim'ee.' He begged. I smiled sweetly and continued to escort him causing him to increase his pace so I would return to the privacy of the room.

The elevator doors slid open silently and Rhett stepped inside I give him a quick salute and head back to my room feeling pleased with myself. I don't think he'll be coming back in a hurry, and I don't think I care.

My mood didn't last long as I attempted to get back into my apartment and realised, I'd locked myself out. Kicking my door in frustration twice I give up and slide to my bottom to get comfy. Trying to think my way out of this situation I contemplate my choices. There really isn't any. Picking myself up off thefloor I head back to the elevator towards Bonnie's, hoping she is still awake.

I'm shocked and a little embarrassed to see someone else in the elevator at this time and adjust my towel making sure all my good bits are covered. I feel his eyes burn into me and force myself not to turn around and look, but I can't escape the pull I'm feeling. He clears this throat loudly and my head turns by itself, and my eyes get stuck.

It's the Man I was in the elevator with last week, the one who'd been starring in all my fantasies since. His eyes seem a little glazed and his smile a little dopey.

'Can I help you?' He asks in a deep sexy voice that travels straight down me.

Shit I'd been staring. I mumble something back but I'm sure neither of us understood it. The heat rose to my checks, and I start to feel extremely nervous as he steps towards me. I close my eyes momentarily as he walks past me. I'm devasted, but I don't know why. He stops to meet my gaze and utters one word.

'Coming?'

I didn't need any more persuading and was right behind him. A million thoughts were racing around my head and my stomach was doing summersaults. But not once did I want to turn around and head in the other direction. I had no idea who this stranger was or what was going to happen but somehow it made it all the more exciting.

Neither of us spoke and the apartment was flooded in darkness, while passing through the door I felt a quick glimmer of fear, but it quickly dissipated as the light was flicked on. Remembering my lack of clothing I start to regret my choice for a second until my handsome strangerlifted his jumper revealing a chiselled, tanned torso that I could do my washing on. Wetness pooled in places that were going through a drought and all of my sense awaken.

He motioned for me to follow him, and I do, like I have a choice. We entered his room the bed is large and unmade; I couldn't help wondering if somebody else had woken up here this morning. My stranger began to unzip his pants. I'm embarrassed but can't look away he stares straight at me daring me too.

Once naked he approaches me and pushes me back first on the bed. I lose grip of my towel and fall in an unladylike position. He licks his lips and takes in the view. I can't tell if he likes what he sees or not. He stands really close, towering over me. All I can do is to stare at the perfection before me, my breathing gets heavier. He isn't doing anything, yet I was more turned on then I'd ever been.

Finally, I lifted my hand to touch him, but he steps back and shacks his head. 'This is my body, and I will tell you how and when to touch it, okay?' I nod bitting my lip and hoping he moves closer. He doesn't but I notice he is growing harder; he follows my gaze and grabs himself in his fist. I watch as his rough hand slides up his hard cock slowly. I can see it's still growing as he increases the pressure. He lets it go and it bounces in objection. I let out a small moan that catches his attention. Finally, he starts moving towards me.

Pushing me, so I'm flat on my back he hovers over me making me want him even more. Again, I go to touchhis chest, but he snatches my wrists and holds them above my head. He gets on the bed putting his legs either side and kneels over me without touching me in any of the places screaming for attention. Automatically my hips try to find his, but he doesn't let it happen.

He leans his head down near my ears and tell me to do as I'm told, or I won't get his cock. I look straight at him in a challenging stare, but I look away first, his glare too intense. Then he says a little louder. 'I'm going to touch you now?' I can't find my voice but nod. Holding my breath, I close my eyes in anticipation waiting for his touch, not knowing where it will be. I feel the bed move and his presence leave. I open my eyes and study his figure as it walks away.

After a minute he returns with a metal bowl and the sexiest smile I've ever seen. He places the small bowl on the bed beside me, and heads over to his draws, opens one and pulls something out. I can't quite make it out as he moves too quickly, he resumes his earlier position.

My nipples are standing to attention, and I feel myself getting slick between my thighs which I'm squeezing together. He places something over my eyes it's soft and silky. I'm not sure how I feel about this I want to watch him toughing me. I open my mouth to protest but he stops me with his lips, thou they only stay there a second.

I feel something cold and wet touch my left nipple and it buds tightly as a moan crosses my lips. But the ice isn't there long enough. He then slides his hot smooth tongue over thesame rosy peak. He moves to the next swollen nipple and is rewarded with more sounds of pleasure I'm having trouble controlling.

'Please.' I hear myself ask, thou I'm not sure what I'm asking for. He lets the ice trail along my warm stomach melting as it does, I feel myself shiver. Then he soothes the area with his warm hands. I feel his cock graze my thigh as he moves down the bed. My breath catches and he rubs against me.

'Do you like that?' he asks. I nodded my head. 'No, tell me. Tell me you like the feel of my hands touching you.'

'I like the feel of your hands touching me.'

He smiles. 'Good girl.' Then he reaches down and cups my wetness. 'Tell me who's Pussy this is.'

I meet his gaze. He squeezes it harder cause another small moan to escape my mouth, I bite my lip to try keep it under control. 'Tell me.' He repeats.

'It's yours' I barely recognise my own voice, I've never been so turned on. He captures my mouth with his and roughly claims it at his own. Then he stops and take my bottom lip between his teeth gentle for a second. 'And I'm the only one who will be biting this lip from now on. Understood?'

'Yes.' I hiss at him.

'Now, turn over and get on your knees for me.'

I do as he asks, and he pushes me forward, I'd never been fucked like this before. He rubs the tip of his cock up and down my folds, pulling more greedy moans from me. He slides his hardness in slowly and I feel him stretch me in the most painfully pleasant way.

After a few strokes to prepare me, he grabs my hips and whispers "Are you ready baby, I'm going to fuck youhard now?' I push back in response, he gives me a primal grunt and thrust deep inside me, I call out in pain, but he keeps going till it turns in to the best pain I've felt, and I don't want him to stop. I can no longer control the sounds that are escaping me, and I no longer care. I grind into him wanting more, needing more, even thou I know I couldn't handle it.

I feel my body building towards the strongest release it's taken on a mind of its own now. He's pace is picking up and his grunts of approval are growing in fierceness. It's the sexiest thing I've ever heard, till what he says next.

'I want you to cum for me baby, now.' The gravely rasp in his voice and his command has me going over the edge instantly. He is right there with me I feel his hot seeds pump all over my back. He removes my blindfold, picks me up and carries me to the shower, neither of us talk as he washes me then himself. He dry's my body then slips a shirt over me and carries me out to the couch, were he bends down kisses my cheek and says one final thing. 'Rest now.' My eyes instantly close.

I wake up to Bonnie banging at my door, suddenly I notice I have a pounding headache, and intense urge to pee. I open my eyes as much as they allow and start to stand up. That's when it hits me, this isn't my apartment. I look around but don't recognise anything. Where the hell am. I walk towards the door pulling down the over sized shirt that isn't mine and barely covers my naked ass.

I'm still so confused, how did Bonnie find mewhen I don't know where I am. I open the door and she grab me by the wrist and pulls me with her faster than I can move. I almost stumble as we cross the hall to her apartment. 'What the fuck Aim'ee.' I don't even stop to reply I head straight to the toilet. When I return Bonnie is starting daggers at me.

'What?' I ask, innocently, as i head to her room to look for some short to cover myself. I slip a pair on, and she clears her throat behind me. I turn to meet her stare.

'So, where are your clothes Aims?' Bonnie raises her eyebrow as she waits for me to respond. I sit cross legged on her bed and start to explain what had happened with me and Rhett.

Bonnie listens patiently not speaking till I finish. 'So, nothing happened between you and my sexy new neighbour?' she says, with a questioning look on her face.

'Seriously Bon, I just borrowed a shirt and passed out on the couch.' I Swore.

'Yeah right" she replied picking up her pillow and whacking me across the head. 'I could hear you from here. How do you think I knew where you were?' I froze too shocked and embarrassed to answer. My checks started to burn again, and I hung my head trying to avoid her eyes. She laughed asking for all the details. I guess this time it wasn't a daydream.