5. RECKLESS

~ Zoie’s POV ~

Zoie didn’t know what’s gotten into her. Maybe it was that he was challenging her. Or maybe it was that he had this irresistible pull about him. Or maybe she was just desperate for a change. Either way, there was no turning around now.

The moment their lips touched, all hell broke loose. Zoie had never kissed anyone before, and it felt like nothing she ever experienced in her life.

His lips are so… soft.

Zoie felt her body moving without her permission. Her hands linked around his neck instinctively, wanting to pull him closer. The stranger responded by letting out an appreciative groan, and he deepened the kiss, causing the knots in her stomach to twist harder.

The stranger….

Zoie knew how crazy that sounded. She was making out with a complete stranger and somehow that didn’t scare her. His hands were now roaming her body, and every inch of skin that he touched burned like wildfire. Slowly, his mouth started trailing kisses on her jaw and neck. And when he hit that specific spot under her ear, Zoie’s entire body shook uncontrollably.

What is that?!

“Tell me when to stop,” he murmured, and his hot breaths enveloped her ear. That again sent shivers all over her.

Zoie responded in intelligible murmurs. She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t even think. It was like her body was being possessed by a strange force. Her hands now slipped under his wife-beater and they began roaming his chest, her fingers gliding on his rock-hard abs.

The stranger knew what she wanted and he gave it to her. With one slick pull, he grabbed his wife-beater from the back of his neck and pulled it off his body. Zoie was watching in silent admiration. It felt like she was watching a show.

The stranger let out a chuckle as he saw her expression. And without wasting another second, he closed the distance between their bodies again. His one hand held the back of her neck while the other held her waist. He pushed her hard against the car until she was forced to sit on the top of the hood.

The stranger’s lips were on her again, kissing her deep and hard. Zoie returned the kiss with as much passion and fire. And suddenly, he pulled away and stopped. Zoie looked up at him in confusion. His eyes had turned dark. He was eyeing her up and down. Her short dress was now hiked up above her thighs.

What’s going on…?

As if he could read her mind, he replied with, “I want you. So bad,”

Zoie swallowed hard. She knew what that felt like. She wanted him too, really badly. So even though this may be wrong, dangerous, or even shameless, she responded by pulling her dress above her head and throwing it to the floor. Left in her black bra and underwear, she lay flat on the hood of that car with her elbows propping her head up.

“Take me then,”

The words just came out without her control. And the second they did, the stranger came onto her like a moth to a flame. He wrapped one of her legs over his waist as he pressed his body on top of hers. His mouth went back to attacking the sweet spot on her neck and Zoie thrashed her head back responsively.

As he was kissing her, Zoie felt the bulge straining against his jeans as he rubbed it over her stomach. Zoie knew what that meant and curiosity got the best of her. Her hands trailed down his body and unclasped his jeans. Soon, the zipper went down and so did his boxer briefs. And that was the first time Zoie saw it. A penís in real life.

Woah…

He was hard. And big. There was definitely girth and veins popping out the side. And it was shaped as perfectly as a penís could be. Without her realizing it, Zoie was now gawking at his sight.

“You think you can handle it?”

His words caught her off guard. She looked back up at his piercing blue eyes as he stared her down.

“I showed you mine, show me yours,” he said again as she didn’t know how to respond.

If there was ever a moment to back down, this would’ve been it. Zoie thought about it for a moment, but then she took another look at his length and all of that went out the window.

I want this. I want him.

Zoie’s hand reached around her body and she unclasped her bra. The bra then fell down to her side, next to the car’s front wheel. The stranger took in her sight and he swallowed hard.

“Fúck,” he muttered.

“What?” she asked.

“You’re fúckin’ gorgeous,”

Zoie didn’t know what to say to that. She just clammed up as her cheeks burned bright red.

“You’re acting like no one’s ever told you that,” he chuckled.

Zoie blushed even redder. The stranger narrowed his eyes and cocked his head to the side.

“No one ever told you that?” he asked.

Zoie only glanced down and shrugged. Feeling self-conscious, her arms instinctively went to cover her breasts.

“Damn,” he breathed and stepped forward. His hands slowly peeled her arms away and he tilted her chin up to look at him. “Where have you been hiding?”

In my dad’s prison of a home...

Zoie’s purple eyes went wide as she stared up at him. The stranger had this intriguing look on his face. He was looking at her like he could just devour her at any moment. It felt dangerous and scary. But on the other hand, there was a sense of safety with him. Like she had known him for a long time before this.

“Kiss me,” she said after a while of silence.

The stranger’s lips curved up a smile and said, “Yes, ma’am,”

And the next thing she knew, Zoie was back lying on the cold metal of the car’s hood again. He was on top of her and his hand was moving down her waist. He captured the band of her panties and linked his finger underneath it. Slowly, he peeled the underwear down and away from her, and it fell limply around her feet.

Oh!

With her lower body completely exposed, Zoie felt the skin of his shaft pressing against her. She felt nervous all of a sudden. Her body grew tense as he was running his tip all along her folds.

“Hey, relax,” he said knowingly.

His hand gently trailed up her thigh and his fingers rested on her folds. He started rubbing against her clit and Zoie’s body started heating up again. His mouth was on her lips again and his kiss was mimicking what his finger was doing down there. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and it danced circles around her tongue. In the same way, his finger slipped into her folds and danced circles around her clit. Zoie’s entire being was now a puddle of mess. Her body was shaking as unintelligible moans escaped her throat.

“Fúck, you’re so wet,” he groaned.

Is that a good thing?

As if to answer her, the stranger slipped one finger into her. It slipped inside rather smoothly thanks to all the lubrication. And the moment he slipped that finger into her, Zoie’s head was floating in space. His thumb was stroking her clit as the other finger circled her opening, pulling out, and pushing back in ever so slowly.

Damn! This feels so damn good!

Being the curious girl she was, Zoie tried to finger herself before. It happened one day in her junior year of high school. She knew having a boyfriend was out of the question so she took matters into her own hands. One night when everyone in the house was asleep, she turned on some porn and tried it out. It felt somewhat good when she was doing it, but it didn’t feel anywhere as good as this.

This was different because this guy knew exactly what he was doing and how to control her body. And before long, he slid another finger in and Zoie was losing her vision. He started thrusting into her with his two fingers, and she was feeling the bittersweet pain.

“Fúck, you’re tight,” he said through gritted teeth.

Because of the pain, Zoie started feeling nervous again. Her body was tensing up and he felt it too. He started moving his fingers slower and gentler.

“Relax, little girl,” he cooed. “I’ll be gentle,”

Zoie’s brain wasn’t registering, but her body complied right away. His two fingers then started doing this scissor movement, parting her core slightly each time. All the while, his thumb was still working on her now-swollen clit.

What kind of black magic is this!?

“Ahh,” Zoie couldn’t help but whimper and moan as her nails dug deeper into his shoulders.

In all those nights she’d touched herself, Zoie had never felt anything like this before, and she never wanted it to stop. The clenching in her stomach was getting more and more intense with each of his strokes. He knew it too, and he started moving his fingers with more speed this time. And just when she thought this couldn’t get any better, something exploded inside her and her body convulsed in shock.

“Ahhh!!”

Zoie let out a scream as her core clenched around his fingers and she came unraveling all over his hand. All the tension that was built up inside her evaporated into thin air. Her vision turned black and she felt nothing but warm, tranquil bliss.

“Shit,” he hissed as he pulled out, “You’re so fúcking gorgeous,”

Zoie was still reeling from the high that she felt moments before. She didn’t even notice that both his hands were now cupping my ass, his nails digging into her skin. His rock-hard shaft was rubbing against her entrance and Zoie felt even wetter.  Smiling that gorgeous smile, his lips then went back to attacking her neck. She gasped appreciatively and her hands reached for his luscious dark hair, running her fingers wildly through them.

“I’m gonna have you,” he said. “Over and over and over. Until you can’t take it anymore,”

His words sounded like a promise. Or a threat. Zoie didn’t know what to make of that, and before she could even respond, she felt a splintering pain forcing into her core. Zoie looked down to see his shaft pushing into her. He wasn’t even all the way in yet and it already felt so painful.

“Co---”

Zoie wanted to say the word condom, but nothing came out except whimpers.

The stranger heard her whimpers and he stopped for a moment to let her body take in his full size, then he pulled out slowly and slammed himself inside her again. He did it several more times until there was no sound coming out of her screams.

Oh my God!

It was pain and pleasure, all mixed into one. Zoie couldn’t have one without the order.

As time went by, Zoie didn’t feel as tense as before and she was getting used to the pain. He then picked up his pace and started thrusting deeper and harder. Zoie was sandwiched between the hard car hood and his rock-hard body. But despite that, she felt like she was floating on the clouds.

“Shit. You feel so fúcking good,”

Zoie could say the same thing about him. Their eyes were locked into each other’s as his dark gaze bore deeply into her. This was getting too much. Zoie felt something building up inside of her, demanding a release. The stranger responded by moving in and out of her vigorously. The sound of his body smacking against hers filled the air. His breaths were heavy and coarse.

Zoie couldn’t hold it together anymore. She trashed her head back and her core clenched around him, hard.

“Fúúck!”

Zoie came excessively. She felt warm liquid oozing out of her, and that didn’t faze him. It only made his shaft pulse harder. He continued pounding himself into her, so fast and so forceful.

“Fúck!” he cursed again and again.

All the while, his hands curled into her ass cheeks almost violently, causing her to squirm. But also, it lit a fire inside of her. Zoie felt it again, the buildup racing through her veins. She linked her legs tighter around his waist, signaling how much she wanted the release he could give her.

The stranger groaned lowly in response, but she could tell that he liked it. Because if he was being rough before, he was almost barbaric now. His thrusts were aggressive and brutal. Her soft walls tightened around his thickness responsively. Her body was under so much pain and pleasure, Zoie had to close her eyes because it was just too much.

“Ahhh… ohh…. Ahh…” she was moaning unintelligible words as his lips attacked her neck, sucking harshly on that sweet spot.

And with that, they both came almost at the same time. Zoie’s wet core clenched so hard around him, it made his thick cock pulse in response. He pulled away just in time, stroking his length with his hand and a stream of white liquid spilled all over her stomach.

That was pretty much the last thing Zoie remembered seeing. She was lying there helplessly, her entire body had shut down. Her vision was getting blurry and he saw his face hovering above her. She remembered seeing the widest, sexiest grin playing on his face.

And then everything turned black.

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When Zoie opened her eyes next, she could see sunlight streaming through the ragged windows of that garage. She was lying on the bed on the floor, and a thin white duvet was covering her naked body. Slowly, Zoie looked over to her side and she almost screamed. The handsome stranger was lying there right next to her! His face was only a few inches away.

For a split second, Zoie forgot where she was and what happened. But then, reality came crashing in as images from last night poured through her brain. Zoie’s entire body was heating up and her heart started racing.

Oh my God! What did I just do!?

Getting up as quickly and as quietly as she could, Zoie grabbed her clothes from the floor and haphazardly put them on. The stranger was still asleep, although he started stirring on that makeshift bed on the floor.

As soon as her clothes were back on her, Zoie grabbed her purse and her phone and dashed away as stealthily as she could. And just before she exited the garage, she took one last look at the place and at the man lying on the floor. Her stomach twisted into knots as more images came into her head. How he touched her. How his voice made her shudder. And all the things he made her feel last night.

Goodbye, Mr. Stranger. Maybe someday I’ll see you again.

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