Chapter Three : The Handsome Masked Stranger

Ophelia’s POV

You can wait inside and the young master will see you soon. Those were the last words I heard before the door went shut.

My heart was beating twice as normally as it did. To say I am nervous, which was an understatement. I know I was not good at this sex thing.

Heck neither have I been so close to any guy before nor have I ever been kissed. The only relationship I have ever had with the opposite sex was a mild crush on one of the actors in a movie series. Rose and I watched it when we were younger.

What if I disappointed him and he decided not to have sex with me anymore or maybe if he found out how bad my kissing skills were, he would throw me out and then everything would all be a waste.

I wished I have experienced stuff like this before, maybe I would not be as hell of nervous as I am feeling right now.

The light suddenly went off, leaving a little blue light in the middle. Footsteps kept coming closer to me.

His steps counted slowly and accompanied with dangerous aura follows. The light was brought back by just a clap by his hands.

I smiled but the answer didn't return as if his lips had never smiled before. He is the most beautiful man I have ever set my eyes on. His eyebrows are thick and he has really long lashes.

He is extremely handsome, his face was curved into perfection, his jaw is very sharp and those damn sexy lips of his were enough to make anyone aroused by just looking at him.

He stood there, looking intensely at me as if I was a prey who had actually been caught by the predator. He was wearing a black mask. Maybe he doesn't want me to recognize him so as not to blackmail him in the future.

This man has a type of aura around him that seems dark , dominating, scary and cold. He has already made me both scared and excited at the same time.

He did not utter a word but sat down majestically on an armchair, facing the sofa I was seated on. He got me confused. Am I supposed to be the one to make the first move? I was new to this, and I didn't know what to do. I wish I had seen tutorials on what to do. His silence made me think many things. Maybe he didin't even want to have sex with me? My head was in total chaos right now. I decided to speak up.

Excuse me, sir. I am here to serve you and then you can pay the price after. I bit my lips out of nervousness, waiting for a reply from him. Great, I have made a fool out of myself. I won't be getting that money when it is finished. Little sobs started coming out of me and l can feel tears falling from my eyes.

Take your clothes off. For the first time, he spoke with a dominating voice and it was so sexy that it sent chills down to my spine.

I did as I was told and took the dress off from me.

Now I want you to take of your bra off slowly while looking right at me. I want to see you do it.

Turning around to look at him fully. I removed my bra as it fell slowly to the floor.

''Touch your breast, Ophelia'' He said. I should be really surprised about how he knows my name as I never told him that.

Now I want you to play with your nipples, give me a good show of what you can do.

I cup my right breast and hold the other in the other hand caress and pinching it . One thought flashed in mind. I was not normally this type of girl. I was ashamed of my body but this man here made me feel beautiful and alive, as if he saw me as a woman, not a poor broken girl .

I continued with what I was doing, not once feeling shy or ashamed. I kept adding pressure to the right place and felt my nipples getting harder each passing second.

I watched him as he stood up from the chair and moved towards a refrigerator and brought out a bottle of an expensive wine . He was approaching to me with steady and slow calculated steps.

I did not stopped what I was doing, even for one second.

I kept playing with my breast. His eyes kept looking at what I was doing slowly and steadily, he poured down the wine all over me.

Making it sensual and sexy. His firm hands kept applying pressure to the right and sensitive areas of my body. I was feeling flushed and warm from inside and out . It was the feeling I have never experienced before in my life.

I can feel sparks all over me when his hand made contacts with my breasts. I felt a jolt of electricity within me. One hand was teasing the left breast while his mouth was on the right one.

My whole body was shaking because of the intense pleasure I was feeling right now. I could not helping but let out the mourn that I have been trying hard to suppress.

He bit one of my nipples hard, making me mourn again. Biting and sucking my nipples sent an indescribable pleasure to me. He turned me around so that my back was now facing his pelvis, pressing against and I could feel his erection behind me.

His one hand was touching me all over and the other one was teasing my nipples. He turned me around and was now facing me. His lips were an inch away from my face. He is really tall, about six feet three, compared to my five feet nine. I was short.

His hot breath was sensual. He bent over and kissed me slowly and gently devouring my lips, sucking and biting it in the process.

He glowed like an animal. Giving me some space to breathe, he started kissing my neck down to my shoulders and my chest. I was trying hard to suppress the mourn that was begging free to escape from my swollen lips.

When I touch you, I want you to mourn out loud for me, do you understand?

Yes I replied breathlessly, allowing myself to mourn in response.

I sat me down on the edge of a majestic king size bed and slowly removed my panties. His gazes never left me. His silver eyes, which is an unusual lever, left mine for a second.

His face made its way to my clit spreading hot breath around it . The next thing I knew was the feeling of his thong on my clit. Licking it and devouring it like a meal.

He continued with what he was doing to my clit. The waves of pleasure that I felt all over was overwhelming. I kept on mourning. I gripped the sheets hard, using it as a support to keep me in place.

This stranger didnt stop at all but continued feeling the build up of pleasure within me. I mourned out loud before cuming into his mouth.

He was so good with this, I cannot believe he made me cum by his lips only without using his fingers or his dick.

He is a really good lover in bed and very skilled at it. He laid me down on the bed. Before he slowly started to undress himself, hee took off the robe and then his pants. I cant help but to admiring how handsome he was.

He has muscle all over his torso. Manliness was seen all over him. His perfect abs were pure work of perfection . I can imagine how many hours he spends in the gym .

I watch the way his muscles contract and relax as he takes his own piece of clothing off from his body . The muscles around his chest area were well arranged and defined. His marks and briefs are the only pieces of clothing left on him.

He slowly removes his briefs, dragging it slowly all the way down. My eyes widened at the size of his manhood. Even though I have never seen one before, I knew without the doubt that it was really big compared to a lot of men out there. He slowly approached the bed, still looking at me as he made his way to the bed.