A/N : Hey, everyone just wants to give a quick warning that this whole entire chapter would contain explicit sexual scenes, so if you're not comfortable with that please feel free to skip to Chapter 3. For those who are okay with it, enjoy *wink*

Chapter 2

A Night to Remember

The moment the hotel door slammed shut, he pushed me against the wall, his hands firmly holding me by my waist as he pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me hard and deep, as if he had been waiting for this moment as eagerly as I had.

His warm breath mingled with mine, and I relished the softness of his lips. Our mouths moved in perfect harmony, exploring each other with a hunger that left me craving for more. His tongue teased at the seam of my lips, a gentle caress that made my heart race with anticipation. With a soft sigh, I parted them. He cradled my face in his hands, steadying me as his skilled tongue intertwined with mine, exploring the depths of my mouth with a passionate fervor.

God, was this guy an amazing kisser.

"Your lips are amazing," I said, breathless and a little dizzy from his kiss.

I could feel the curve of his smile against my lips. "Why, thank you. But believe me, my lips can do so much more."

A playful spark danced in his eyes, and my heart skipped a beat. His words sent a surge of desire coursing through me, and I couldn't resist the temptation to tease him back. "Oh, really? Well, then, show me."

"I'll be more than happy to."

His lips crashed back to mine, but only for a moment before he trailed a scorching path down my throat. He nipped at the sensitive skin, tracing it with his tongue, and grazed his teeth along the tender curve. An unrestrained moan escaped me as he sucked hard, marking me.

"Oh God, Leon. Please don't stop," I pleaded, hating how desperate I sounded.

Leon's lips curved into a cocky smirk, his eyes smouldering with confidence. "You don't want me to stop, do you? You want to feel my tongue somewhere else? Maybe here?" he taunted, his hand sliding down my belly with deliberate slowness, inching closer to the throbbing heat between my legs.

A weak nod was all I could muster, my ability to form coherent words slipping away.

His voice dipped low, dripping with authority and allure. "Then get on your knees and beg me."

I hesitated for a moment. The thought of submitting to his desire was undeniably tempting, but a surge of boldness suddenly took over me.

I dropped to my knees, locking eyes with him. A flicker of satisfaction mixed with desire danced in Leon's eyes as he anticipated my compliance. But I had a different plan.

Reaching out, I palmed his hardened length, giving it a teasing squeeze that elicited a low groan from him. My fingers then traced the outline of his arousal as I slowly unzipped his pants.

"What are you doing?" he managed to ask, the restraint in his voice barely concealing his desire.

"What I'm doing," I purred, my voice playful and seductive, "is taking charge." I leaned in closer, my lips an inch away from his cock. "And trust me, before this night is over, you'll be the one begging me for more."

Leon looked taken aback, but then a small smile crept onto his lips. "Oh, will I?" I heard the challenge in his tone.

Undeterred, I gave him a confident smile and began my exploration by planting soft kisses on the tip of his cock, savoring the way his legs trembled ever so slightly in response. Trailing down the sensitive underside, I explored the contours with the tip of my tongue, and a soft gasp escaped his lips, spurring me on. His responsiveness only fuelled my desire to savor every inch of him.

I showered his shaft with a series of light, gentle kisses, before flicking my tongue along his entire length. He was just the right size—long, but not overly thick, which I love. I couldn't wait to have him inside me, but the thrill of teasing him was far from over.

"God, you are unbelievable." He gasped, his voice thick with desire and admiration.

A triumphant glint sparkled in my eyes as I met his gaze. "Oh, believe me, my lips can do so much more," I playfully repeated his own words.

"Yeah? Show me, baby," he responded, mirroring my words.

My lips eagerly found his throbbing cock once more, taking in as much as could as I started to suck, applying a steady pressure. Leon's breath hitched, and his hands instinctively tangled in my hair, urging me on. Encouraged by his response, I took more of him into my mouth, letting my tongue glide along his velvety skin.

A guttural, primal moan escaped his lips, filling the air and urging me to increase my pace. With each passing moment, I felt him growing harder and more responsive to my touch. I move my hand to pump his shaft, and the other fondled his balls. He closed his eyes and his head tilted back, completely lost in the pleasure as I worked him closer to his release

I could taste the saltiness of his arousal. My own desire was building with each moan that escaped his lips. I wanted him inside me so bad, but for now, I had to be patient.

Leon's grip on my hair tightened as his hips moved in sync with my motions, driving himself deeper into my mouth. The sounds of his pleasure were intoxicating, and I felt a sense of pride knowing I was the one bringing him this pleasure.

But just as I felt him getting close to the edge, I pulled away, enjoying the frustrated desire in his eyes.

"Meg," he growled, his voice tinged with both arousal and exasperation.

"You want to come?" I asked sweetly, my fingers gently caressing his sharp jaw.

He nodded.

"Then you know what to do," I whispered. With a gentle yet firm pressure on his shoulder, I urged him down onto his knees. He didn't resist. "Beg me."

A swell of pride filled me as he lowered his head, and I thought he was about to do just that, beg. I was sorely mistaken. When he raised his head again, a smirk was plastered at the corner of his mouth. Moving with surprising speed, he effortlessly threw me over his shoulder and strode purposefully toward the bed. Gently dropping me onto the soft mattress.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, baby," he teased, the husky timbre of his voice sending tingles through me.

Before I could respond, he captured my lips in a searing kiss. His hands started working on my clothes, stripping me of my blouse, my leggings, and my shoes. He broke up the kiss and took a moment to admire the sight of me.

The haze of lust in his eyes grew thicker as he brought his face to the swell of my breast, nuzzling and teasing with a playful bite, then snapping my bra off with his teeth.

"Hey, I love that bra," I nudged him teasingly.

He kissed my pebbled nipple, sending shivers of pleasure through me as he answered, "I'll buy you more."

"You better," I managed to gasp, my words dissolving into a moan as Leon's warm lips enveloped my right nipple. His tongue teased the sensitive peak, sending jolts of pleasure through my body, before he sucked on it hard. As his mouth lavished attention on one breast, his skilled hand squeezed and kneaded the other, intensifying the sensations coursing through me.

His lips trailed a path of tantalizing kisses, igniting a delicious tingle in their wake as they journeyed from my breast, down to my belly, and finally settled on the fabric covering my pussy.

His warm breath caressed my clothed flesh, and I squirmed with anticipation, yearning for his touch to replace the barrier between us. Leon seemed to revel in the power he held over me, and a mischievous glint danced in his eyes as he toyed with the edge of my panties.

"Tell me what you want, Meg," he murmured, his voice a low and husky rasp that sent shivers down my spine. "I want to hear you say it. Beg me."

My heart raced as his words hung in the air, knowing full well what he wanted to hear from me. I swallowed hard, unable to resist the temptation any longer.

"I want you," I managed to gasp, my voice thick with desire. "I want to come, please. I beg of you."

Satisfied with my answer, he pulled my panties aside, baring me to his hungry gaze. His warm, wet tongue traced a long, slow stripe along my slick folds, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from me. He zeroed in on my sensitive clit, capturing it with his mouth, the gentle pressure of his lips and the flickering of his tongue sending waves of delight through my entire body.

I clutched the bedsheets, arching my back and surrendering to the intensity of the pleasure. His hands found their way to my hips, holding me in place as he devoured me.

"God, Leon." I cried out feeling my muscle clenched, preparing me for my release.

He stopped, leaving me teetering on the brink of my unclaimed orgasm. I groaned in protest. Leon looked up at me with a wicked grin, clearly relishing in the sight of my frustration. But he wasn't done with me yet. With deliberate slowness, he stood up, shedding his own clothes until he stood before me, naked and magnificent.

"Not yet, baby, soon," he growled into my ears. His hand tightened around his throbbing length as he brought it closer to my opening. Suddenly, he stopped, a hint of frustration crossing his face.

"Damn, I don't have a condom," he muttered, sounding almost pained.

"Really? " I asked, finding it hard to believe. He was incredibly attractive he must have women throwing themselves at him all the time.

"I don't usually stuff like this," he replied, as though he could read my thoughts.

"Yeah? What changed?" I asked, genuinely curious.

Leon thought about it for a moment before shrugging. "I guess I just really need the escape today."

I nodded. I supposed I had the same reason for being here with him.

I knew I should tell him to stop. Or at least suggest running to the nearest drug store to buy condoms. But a haze of horniness had clouded my thoughts, and I didn't want to stop. I certainly didn't want to wait.

Reaching for his face, I pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. It only took a moment before he eagerly responded, his lips moving hungrily against mine. "Are you clean?" I managed to ask in between kisses.

He nodded, breaking away momentarily. "As a matter of fact, I just got checked. Still have the papers if you want to see them."

"Yeah, sure." I could at least do that much.

He walked over to the desk in the far corner of the room, rifling through a stack of papers before returning to me with a piece of document. I quickly scanned it, confirming his name as Leon Scott Kennedy and noting "STRATCOM" under the address of his work. I didn't even know what it stood for, so I skipped ahead until I found the report on his STD test. He was telling the truth; he was clean.

Handing back the papers, I assured him, "I'm clean too. But I don't have the papers to prove it."

Leon chuckled and gently pushed me onto my back. He parted my legs with his knees, his gaze intense and filled with desire. "I believe you. Are you on birth control?"

I nodded. I wasn't lying. I always take my pill rigorously. I didn't want to end up with a baby while still living in my campus dorm and stressed out by homework, group projects, and final exams.

"Good," he murmured, pressing soft kisses along my thighs. Then, with a sudden and powerful movement, he thrust into me, causing me to jolt in surprise. I could feel my walls clamping around his length, and he paused, giving me a moment to adjust to his size.

Leon's hands gently cradled my face, his eyes locked onto mine. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, my breath hitching with the pleasure of having him inside me. "Yes, I'm okay. Don't stop."

With a deep, primal groan, he started to move, setting a slow and steady pace that allowed me to fully savor each sensation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer as he increased his pace. My fingers found their way to his hair, and I arched my back, meeting his thrusts eagerly.

Leon's lips found mine once more, and our mouths moved in perfect harmony with our entwined bodies. His hands traced a path over my skin, igniting a delicious sensation as he fondled my breasts, teasing and pinching my nipples. Every touch sent shivers of pleasure through me, propelling me closer to my climax.

I revelled in the exquisite feeling of his strong, powerful body pressed against mine, the rhythmic flexing of his muscles driving me wild with desire. With each movement, he stoked the fire within me, until they threatened to consume us both.

"I'm coming," I whispered breathlessly, my nails digging into his back as I held him close.

Leon moved faster, his lips capturing mine again, and he moaned, "Me too."

His thrusts became more frenzied, each one driving into me with an intensity that made me see stars. He pounded into me as if his very existence depended on it, and the force of his movements sent the headboard banging against the wall.

My breaths came in ragged gasps as I clung to him. I could feel the pleasure building inside me like a tidal wave, threatening to consume me completely.

"Let go, Meg," he whispered hoarsely. "Come for me."

His words were all I needed to push me over the edge. My body trembled as the waves of ecstasy crashed over me, and I cried out his name. The sensation of my walls tightening around him was enough to push Leon to his own climax. Groaning my name, his body tensing as he pumped me with his warm, sticky cum.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, we both lay there, catching our breaths and savoring the intensity of the moment. My body trembled, still feeling the pulsing sensations from our wild encounter. Leon's eyes locked onto mine, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

"That was something else," he remarked, his voice husky.

I chuckled softly, feeling a mix of excitement and satisfaction. "You're not so bad yourself."

He leaned in to kiss me again, his hands running playfully over my skin. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, a raw and passionate connection that had drawn us together. It was thrilling, exhilarating, and purely physical.

We both knew that this was just a temporary escape from reality. Our paths might never cross again, and that was exactly what we both wanted. No strings attached, no emotional entanglements. Just two consenting adults indulging in the pleasure of the moment.

"You ended up begging me," he teased with a smug expression.

With a sly grin, I playfully retorted, "Challenge accepted, mister." Swiftly, I shifted our positions, taking charge as I straddled him. "This time, you'll be the one begging."