Aleister sat in a dark room. The party was going on in the living room but he had enough of yelling, drunk people. He needed a moment alone. He had found a room with a bed and not bothered to turn on the light. He didn't want anyone to come find him.
The door suddenly opened, the light got turned on and a woman entered. He had talked to her earlier in the evening. Her name was Minerva. Her hair was black and cut in a short bob. Her eyes were so bright in a weird color that he couldn't figure out. Blue or green. They looked turquoise to him. She was the reason he hadn't left the party yet. He wanted to talk to her some more. She closed the door and leaned her back against it. Only then did she notice him.
"Aleister?" She asked.
"Hi, Minerva," he said.
"What the hell are you doing in here sitting in the dark?" She asked.
"I didn't want anyone to find me," he said.
"And yet I did. I'm sorry," she apologized.
"Don't be sorry. As long as it's you, I don't mind," he said.
He patted the bed to invite her over. She walked over to sit next to him. First then did he notice the coffee mug in her hand.
"Coffee?" He asked.
"Yeah, I got tired of people trying to push me to drink. I don't feel like it tonight," she said.
"Me neither," he said.
She took a sip of the coffee and then handed the mug towards him to offer him some. He was surprised by the color. It looked like black coffee. He hadn't met someone drinking it black like him for so long, and in a weird way that turned him on.
"You don't like coffee, or do you just have a problem with black coffee?" She asked.
"No, I love it," he said.
"Why do you keep staring at it then?" She asked.
He chuckled, took the mug and took a sip. He sighed happy as the warm coffee went down his throat.
"That is some damn good coffee," he said.
"Thank you. I made it," she smiled.
He smiled back at her. She had the cutest smile. Suddenly all he could do was focus on those lips. He moved closer slowly, hoping he wouldn't scare her away. She moved towards him too. They met in the middle in a kiss that made everything inside him tingle. He broke the kiss and got out of bed to place the coffee mug on the window shelf.
"Lock the door," she said.
He turned around and looked at her. She had taken her white blouse off, and a white bra was on display instead.
"Oh, I didn't know you wanted to... Door! Lock the door," he said.
He almost ran to the door and locked it. She laughed and threw herself down on her back. He jumped up on the bed to join her, yanking her skirt and panties off right away. He buried his head between her legs and held on to her thighs so she wouldn't get away.
"Holy fuck!" She moaned.
She slithered around on the bed. It didn't take him many minutes to make her cry out shamelessly. Luckily the loud music from the party made sure no one heard her in there. He got back out of bed to get out of his own clothes before moving back between her legs. He kissed her again and moved a hand in between them to steer his dick inside her.
"Fuck!" She prolonged the word. "It's been a while."
"I'll go easy on you," he said.
"No need," she smirked. "Just go easy for a couple of thrusts to get my pussy on board, and then give me a fun ride."
He chuckled at her words, kissed her again and moved slow for the first ten thrusts, then he took up the pace. Little by little he pushed in faster and harder. He kept kissing her and roaming his hands over her body. Despite having her right there, it felt like he couldn't get enough for her.
"Right there," her voice was barely above a whisper.
He felt her walls start to clench around him. He kept pushing into her at the same pace, waiting to get rewarded with her cumming. It happened 30 seconds later. She cried out shamelessly again while he continued to fuck her at the same pace until he was absolutely sure she was completely spent. Then he let himself go too and held still. Her soft fingers ran up and down his spine, and everything inside him started to tingle again. He raised his head and smiled at her.
"Do you have any plans tomorrow?" He asked.
"Nope," she smiled.
"How does breakfast with me sound?" He smirked. "Served in my bed."
"As long as there's coffee," she said.
"Black coffee," he laughed. "All the coffee your heart can desire."
She grabbed his head and pulled him down for a kiss.
"And you," she whispered.
"And me," he said. "All the me you can desire too."