Page 2 of Viral Affair

He gave my hand a firm shake. We stared at each other for a few moments. It felt like time stood still and the world around us ceased to exist. Someone must have put a spell on me because I had an inexplicably strong attraction towards this complete stranger. I had never felt anything like this before. Something was pulling me to him, as though a string was connecting our bodies together.

“It’s really nice to meet you, Valerie. Have you been on the island long?” He cocked his head to the side and stared into my eyes.

“About two weeks, and you?” I asked, instantly knowing that I was going to spend the night with this guy.

“I only just got here this evening. I wasn’t planning to go out at all, but my brother told me he was meeting some girl here, so I tagged along.” He glanced down at my lips. “I hope you don’t mind me saying so, Valerie, but you’re very beautiful. The moment I saw you, I couldn’t take my eyes off you.” I could melt because of this heat, but his words also did something to my knees.

What was happening to me? This guy wasn’t like any of the others I’d met on my travels around Europe. He seemed so down-to-earth, well-spoken, and he wasn’t too forward with me, nor was he too afraid to say what he was feeling. All the previous guys I’d met in the bars or clubs were instantly all over me, trying to kiss or hold me, but not Rupert. He was close, hot, but he wasn’t in my space. He wasn’t trying to grope me, either.

“Thank you, that is so sweet of you. Where are you from? You have a proper London accent,” I asked, unsure whether I was right or not. I was attracted to him, there was no doubt about it. At that moment, all I could think about was kissing him, just to prove to myself that I could.

He laughed. “Yes, I’m very cliché. I’m a businessman from London.” His smile was dazzling and I was enamoured by it.

I licked my lips and thought fuck it. This was my last night and this guy was polite, handsome, and sexy as hell. I had to make the first move. His white cotton shirt fit nicely over his strong arms. Two of his buttons were undone, revealing a tanned, muscular chest.

I took a step towards him.

“I’m going to kiss you now, Rupert, and I want you to know I normally don’t do this, but I feel like we have a connection.” I looked up and stared directly into his pale-blue eyes. I stood up on my tiptoes, wrapped my arms around his neck, and drew him to my mouth.

The moment our lips touched, I was lost in him. Rupert brought me closer, grabbed my face with his large hands, and kissed me back with incredible passion. Fuck! I had never been kissed like this. His lips were so soft but firm, and as he devoured my mouth, a rush of burning heat gathered between my legs. He was kissing me like he couldn’t get enough, and he tasted incredible.

By the time he pulled away, I was breathless, flustered, and my nipples had formed into hard pebbles.

“Damn, Valerie, you are something else. I want …” He paused and took a deep breath. “I want to hear you moan my name when you come for me. I want you in my bed, and I know this may sound corny, but I normally don’t sleep with women I just met.” He dragged his hand nervously through his hair with a slightly trembling hand. This was such a turn on.

I smiled, squealing on the inside. I couldn’t believe that this was happening for real. Rupert’s words filled me with longing—I couldn’t have asked for a better person to spend my last night in Greece with.

“I want the same thing.” I leaned into him. “Take me to your hotel room,” I said confidently, never more certain of anything in my life.

A huge smile broke over his handsome face. “Come on then, it’s not far from here.”

He took my hand again, and we walked together through the streets of Mykonos, heading to Rupert’s hotel. I texted Clara quickly, letting her know I wasn’t coming back with her tonight. She’d probably already met someone in the bar, as usual. That was how things normally rolled with her.

Rupert hadn’t been lying when he said his hotel was close. It was one of those stylish, high-end boutique hotels in the heart of the island. We got into the lift with a few other people. He held my hand tightly and my heart thumped loudly.

It had been a whole year since I’d slept with anyone, and now I wasn’t sure what to expect. I just had to hope I’d be enough for him. He was so … different. People assumed I played fast and loose because of the job I had, but nothing was further from the truth.

The lift arrived at his floor. We got off and moved down a short corridor to his room. He opened the door and gestured for me to go inside. A real gentleman, too …

Once in the room, he closed and locked the door behind us.

“Wow, this is very nice.” I looked around, immediately noticing the enormous bed. The room was decorated in calming colours and tasteful art. A bouquet of calla lilies and valley tulips rested on a small table by the balcony window.

He turned to me and bent down to rest his forehead against mine, his thumb drawing small circles on the back of my hand. “Are you sure you want to do this, Valerie?” He stared at me with hunger in his eyes. It was so gentlemanly of him to make sure that I wanted to continue what we were doing.

From the obvious bulge in his trousers, I knew he was holding back.My breathing became more ragged as time was passing.

“Because once I have you in my bed, I won’t stop until everyone in this hotel hears you screaming my name.” He could not have been more serious when he said this, and it made me shiver.

I swallowed hard and willed myself to hold my nerve. Rupert wanted to make sure I was all right with us sleeping together tonight. He wanted me and he was waiting for me to say yes to him. Damn it, I had never met a guy who acted like that. Certainly not any of the guys who hung out at the club or those I came across on my nights out. He must have had some great home training.

“Yes, Rupert, I want you, too.” I gazed at him, mischief taking over. “Don’t hold back. Fuck me like you mean it,” I said, biting my lip, and then took off my shirt and stood in front of him in my lace bra where he had a slightly unobstructed view of my nipples.

His gaze moved down to my chest and then back up to my lips. Then he cupped the back of my neck, pulled me in, and kissed me hard, until I was completely out of breath. Needy with desire, I was capturing the sensation of dampness that spread between my legs. Suddenly, his mouth was everywhere, kissing and nipping lightly until I moaned loudly. He traced his lips down my neck, while his hand cupped and played with my breasts. Taking one nipple into his forefinger and thumb, he squeezed the tip and pulled it. It made me moan out, wanting more. My pussy was throbbing at this point, I was beginning to turn into mush under his hands. He kept playing with my breast, kissing me deeply, and letting his other hand wander down.

“I’m so hard for you, I need you to tell me exactly what you want me to do to you right now.” He kissed my collarbone and proceeding to unclasp my bra with one swift move.He leaned down and took my nipple into his mouth, first flicking it with his tongue and then biting at it. Feeling these things, I knew it was great that I had not slept with anyone during this trip. Honestly, nothing would have compared to the sensation that I am having, electric impulses flu between my breasts and my clit.

I was so wet for him, so ready and throbbing, but I had never been very expressive in the bedroom. I wasn’t really sure what to say.

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