Say My Name

Alana's POV

My mind emptied. The loud music, the alcohol, and the hazy club faded into nothing. The only thing tethering me to the present moment was the burning need to return the massive physical favor he had just given me. Straddling his hips and pinning him down against the hotel mattress, I leaned in and crashed my lips against his. I kissed him with a dominant, bruising force, sliding my tongue into his mouth to map every inch.

His initial shock rapidly melted into dark amusement. He didn't fight me. Instead, a wicked gleam flashed in his ocean-blue eyes.

"Oh, really?" he smirked, his deep voice vibrating against my chest.

I didn't bother replying with words. I ducked my head and kissed his jaw to keep him distracted, my hands dropping between our bodies. I reached for his leather belt, undoing the metal buckle. In one swift motion, I grabbed the waistband of his pants and his boxers, yanking them down his muscular thighs.

When I pulled back, the air hitched in my throat. I stared down, momentarily stunned into silence. I knew he was big just from feeling him press against me through his clothes, but seeing him bare was another story. His erect penis was massive, thick and imposing, pointing straight up at my stomach.

He noticed my hesitation. He shifted on the bed, locking those piercing blue eyes with mine. A cocky smirk played on his lips. "What's the matter, doll? Did I frighten you?"

I tilted my head, offering him a confident smile instead of an answer. My heart raced, but I refused to back down. I reached out and wrapped my small hands around his thick shaft. It was so wide my fingers could barely touch on the other side. Without another second of hesitation, I leaned down and slowly took the thick head into my mouth.

"Fuck," he groaned, his hips jerking up off the bed.

This was my very first time performing oral sex, but I was fiercely determined. I wanted to make sure he didn't regret bringing me here tonight. Opening my throat, I pushed myself to swallow his large cock as deeply down as I possibly could. I swirled my tongue around the base of the head, savoring the taste of him and the deep, soft sounds of his pleasure.

"Fuck yeah," he grunted, his fingers tangling in my hair. "Just like that, baby."

I pumped my hand along the base of his shaft while my mouth worked over the sensitive tip. The intense stimulation quickly became too much for him. He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and pulled his dick out of my mouth with a loud pop.

"No, baby doll," he growled in a deep, authoritative tone. "There is no way I'm going to cum right now."

Before I could even catch my breath to ask what he meant, he moved. Demonstrating immense physical strength, he grabbed my waist and lifted me effortlessly—like I weighed no more than a lightweight teddy bear. He flipped our positions in the blink of an eye, firmly laying my back down against the soft mattress.

His heavy, muscular frame hovered over me, casting a shadow that made my pulse spike. "You're going to pay dearly for what you've done to me tonight," he promised, his eyes dark with raw lust.

He moved right between my thighs, using his hands to force my legs spread wide. As the cool air hit my wet core, the heavy reality of the situation crashed into me. This complete stranger was going to be my very first. Yes, I had touched myself, and I kept a few toys hidden in my nightstand, but this was it. I was about to lose my virginity to a man. An underlying wave of nervousness washed over me. What if he figured it out? Would he stop?

I looked up at his chiseled face. My desire quickly eclipsed my fear. I wanted him. I wanted all of him, right here and right now.

He reached down, aligning his thick head right at my slick entrance. Holding my gaze, he slowly began to sink his massive size deep inside my tight passage.

"Mmm," I couldn't help but wince openly. The sharp, uncomfortable fullness stretched me wide open. It burned as he pushed past my untouched barrier.

Sensing my tension, he immediately paused his entry. His dominant expression faded, his tone softening as he leaned down. "It's alright. Just breathe and relax."

I gripped the bedsheets, panting. "Yeah," I managed to say breathlessly. "You're really big."

That earned a highly satisfied, masculine smirk from him. He lowered his face and planted a tender, soft kiss squarely on my forehead. He held himself perfectly still, buried deep inside my tight walls, but his expression turned serious.

"Okay, baby doll," he stated firmly, laying out a clear boundary. "Just know this is a one-time thing, okay?"

I stared up at him, nodding slowly in agreement. "I know."

A sudden, sharp sting of emotional disappointment hit my chest, threatening to ruin the heated mood. I knew I would never see him again after tonight. It hurt, but I forcefully swallowed the feeling. I rationalized that it was probably for the best. A one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger was exactly what I needed. I resolved to simply enjoy this intense physical connection while it lasted.

"You okay now?" he asked softly.

"Yeah. I'm okay," I whispered. "You can move."

He didn't need to be told twice. He pulled back slightly and then thrust his large cock deeper inside me. The initial sharp pain slowly gave way to an overwhelming, all-consuming sense of rightness.

"Fuck, baby, you're so fucking tight," he groaned, deliberately thrusting his huge dick in and out of my slick pussy. He pinned my legs down, setting a steady, agonizingly good rhythm.

As extreme pleasure radiated through my lower half, fleeting, intrusive thoughts of Trent and Tessa's betrayal attempted to cloud my mind. Did I wrongfully deprive Trent of this exact feeling? Was my lack of experience the reason he cheated?

No. I rejected the thought. It was not my fault that Trent consciously chose to fuck my best friend behind my back for months. Even if he was frustrated, he could have slept with anyone else in the world, but he chose her. A fresh surge of hot anger fueled me. Fuck Trent. Fuck Tessa. I aggressively pushed the residual anger aside and channeled every drop of my burning energy into the man above me. My singular, immediate goal was to ensure this magnificent stranger never, ever forgot tonight.

He must have sensed my rising heat. He pulled his thick shaft out of my slick core, the sudden loss leaving me whining in protest. Before I could reach for him, he grabbed my waist and swiftly, dominantly flipped me over onto all fours.

My breath hitched. He was instantly granting a deeply held sexual fantasy I had secretly harbored for a long time. Positioned in doggy style, my knees sank into the mattress while my hands gripped the pillows. I glanced over my shoulder, catching his hungry stare, and wiggled my hips playfully against his thighs. I was desperately eager for him to fill me again.

He chuckled darkly at the sight. "I see someone's getting impatient."

He tightly grabbed my waist, pulling my hips flush against his groin. Without any warning, he thrust his massive cock forward, pounding into my tight depths with absolute ferocity.

"Fuck yeah!" I screamed.

The raw, animalistic intensity of his deep thrusts knocked the breath out of my lungs. His balls slapped wetly against my backside with every brutal drive. He reached up, his large hand taking a rough, sudden pull of my hair, arching my back even further. Then, his other hand came down in a sharp, stinging slap against my bare ass cheek.

The loud smack echoed in the hotel room. The sting mixed with the deep stretching of his cock, sending me reeling into a state of sheer, mindless ecstasy. I bit down hard on my lower lip, my eyes rolling back into my head. I rested the side of my face against the mattress so he could see my expression.

"So sexy," he growled, driving his hips with relentless power.

The friction was perfect. Deep inside my wet pussy, I felt his hard shaft begin to involuntarily twitch. His breath grew ragged, his stomach muscles clenching against my lower back. I knew exactly what that meant. He was incredibly close to his climax.

Panic flared in my chest. I did not want him to pull out. I wanted to feel every single drop of him.

"No... please..." I openly pleaded between breathless gasps, my fingers digging into the fabric of the bed.

He paused his brutal rhythm for a fraction of a second. "Ooh?"

"I want you to cum inside of me, please." I didn't care how desperate I sounded. I wanted all of him.

His signature cocky smirk returned, dripping with dark amusement. "Are you on birth control pills?"

"Yes," I quickly confirmed, shaking my hips back against him. "Now please, cum inside of me."

Granting my explicit wish, he adjusted his grip on my waist. He altered his angle slightly and thrust even deeper, repeatedly striking my exact sweet spot with devastating precision. The relentless, pounding rhythm sent blinding sparks behind my eyelids. He drove his thick cock in and out of my wet heat, building my orgasm to an agonizing, towering peak.

Suddenly, over the sound of our slapping skin, the stranger breathed out a single word. "Declan."

"Huh?" Dazed and entirely consumed by the blinding pleasure, I bit my lip and questioned him over my shoulder.

He grabbed my hips tighter and explicitly demanded, "My name is Declan. I want to hear you say my name."

He hit that sweet spot again, harder this time. The peak of pleasure consumed my physical form. My core clamped down hard around his thick penis, my muscles spasming wildly.

I breathed out a soft, trembling sigh. "Mmmm... Declan."

"Yes, baby, say it."

The ultimate, shattering climax crashed over my entire body. A wave of unrestrained, explosive sexual ecstasy broke through me, melting my bones and turning my mind to white noise. I threw my head back, squeezing my eyes shut as the intense tremors wrecked my pussy.

I surrendered to the physical submission, screaming his name loudly into the night air.

"Declan!"