Chapter 2 The Girl in the Night

Elizabeth was caught off guard and instinctively tried to cover his mouth. Why did he have to speak now of all times?

The guys outside had already heard the noise and were turning the doorknob. "There's noise, she must be inside!"

The light from outside was already spilling into the room, and just as they were about to burst in, Elizabeth spun around and pinned Matthew against the wall, her hands gripping his neck with surprising strength. Standing on her tiptoes, she kissed him without hesitation.

Matthew never imagined a woman would dare to pull a stunt like this on him! Elizabeth leaned in close to his ear, her voice dripping with desperation. "Please help me, they want to take me away."

Matthew's voice was icy, "Why should I?"

Elizabeth pressed the tip of her dagger against his groin. Instead of getting mad, Matthew laughed. 'What a gutsy woman, threatening him like this?'

At that moment, the door swung open, and Elizabeth gripped the dagger tighter, her warm breath tickling his ear. In that moment, the unfamiliar sensation of heat shocked him, and he wanted to continue touching Elizabeth.

As soon as the men barged in, they were greeted by this steamy scene.

Elizabeth's long hair cascaded down her back, her slender waist barely visible, making them gulp, not to mention her curvy hips. More tellingly, her hand was positioned suggestively in front of Matthew's pants, leaving little to the imagination about what she might have been up to.

"Get out!" Matthew roared, wrapping his arm around Elizabeth's waist, glaring daggers at the men in front of him.

The manager of "Shadows Tavern," Donny Dickson, had already shown up after hearing the ruckus.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Moore, I'll get them out right away!"

Donny was shaking in his boots. Matthew always hated women, but now Elizabeth was not only nibbling his earlobe but also had her hand in his pants. He didn't dare look any longer and called the security guards to drag the men out.

But they, thinking they had some serious backing, struggled arrogantly. "What Mr. Moore? We work for Mr. Harris."

"Mr. Harris?" A cold laugh came from the shadows, "Who? Never heard of him. Throw them out!"

The men, upon hearing this, were furious and ready to fight, but the security guards of "Shadows Tavern" had already pulled out their weapons. They immediately calmed down and were carried out.

Donny, seeing the situation inside, closed the door as he left.

Hearing the lock click, Elizabeth finally relaxed her tense body and took a deep breath. After this ordeal, she was completely wiped out.

"Thank you." She said.

Luckily, Matthew had helped her.

Before she could react, Matthew had already snatched the dagger from her hand.

"Now it's your turn to help me." Matthew took her earlobe into his mouth, his tongue teasing, making Elizabeth shiver uncontrollably.

Her voice was heavy with panting, "What do you want?"

He laughed. "You kissed me first, it's only fair I kiss you back, right?"

Elizabeth pushed against his chest, but her strength was no match for his. She could feel his hot breath trailing down her neck, leaving kisses along her collarbone after he pulled down the strap of her camisole.

This unfamiliar sensation left her powerless to resist, her voice soft and weak in protest. "No, Mr. Moore, I'll get you another woman..."

Before Elizabeth could finish, her words were swallowed by his kiss.

Matthew's lips and tongue stole her breath, leaving her defenseless. He kissed her until her knees went weak, and she clung to him for support.

Earlier, Matthew had dealt with the person who had drugged him. None of the other women Donny had brought interested him.

Only this wildcat-like Elizabeth intrigued him, her soft lips leaving him wanting more, unable to control his desire.

As Elizabeth succumbed to desire, his hands teased her most sensitive spots.

Watching her cling to him in a daze, moaning uncontrollably, Matthew finally smiled in satisfaction. "There's no bed here, we'll have to make do."

In the pitch-black room, Matthew's hot body pinned Elizabeth down. Before she could even react, her arms and legs were already trapped.

He took her earlobe into his mouth and whispered in a raspy voice, "You came to me willingly."

She gritted her teeth, "Are you out of your mind?"

She had barely escaped with a hurt palm, so she was no match for him. All her struggles just turned into foreplay.

He pressed against her, his hard-on already pushing against her lower belly. Realizing something was off, she tried her best to get away, but it was too late.

The room was completely dark, and she was pinned on the couch. Her long hair was all over the place, and her camisole got ripped off.

He leaned in, dropping hot kisses from her chest, sparking a fire. Elizabeth couldn't fight back because he had her lower body pinned.

Her body was too tempting for him, especially under the influence of an aphrodisiac. Her sudden appearance was like an antidote for him.

The foreplay ended abruptly, giving way to an icy shock as Elizabeth felt her panties being ripped away. His hardened penis pressed insistently against her, and with no escape in sight, she resigned herself, her last bit of resistance dissolving into the thick darkness.

He was clearly excited, grabbing her waist and thrusting into her! The sudden, sharp intrusion sent a jolt of pain through her, almost drawing a cry from her lips, but she bit down hard to stifle it. He paused before leaning down to kiss her again.

"First time?" he asked.

Elizabeth gritted her teeth, not wanting to answer him.

He wasn't gentle, ignoring the fact that she hadn't adjusted to his size, and started moving right away. Each deep thrust made her involuntarily moan. After the initial pain, pleasure took over, and she started responding, almost going crazy.

The room was filled with the sounds of their entanglement; he moved with increasing urgency. The action on the couch didn't stop for a long time, as he kept going tirelessly.