Chapter 5
Ariana’s POV
My eyes fluttered open in the dimly lit hotel room, and the first thing I felt was the deep, delicious ache between my legs.
“What the f**k… where am I?” I rasped, my voice hoarse from all the moaning I vaguely remembered doing.
My head throbbed from the strong drinks, but my body felt used in the filthiest, most satisfying way possible.
I was completely naked under the tangled sheets. c*m had dried on my inner thighs and was still slowly leaking from my swollen, puffy p***y.
My t**s were covered in bite marks and dark hickeys, my n*****s still dark and sensitive from being sucked and bitten so hard.
Every small movement made my sore cunt throb, reminding me exactly how thick Shadow’s c**k had been as he stretched me open and pounded me senseless.
The clock on the nightstand read almost 11 PM. Shadow was gone. Only a short note remained on the pillow beside me: “You were incredible tonight. Text me.”
I picked it up with shaky fingers and read it again, a rush of memories flooding back. The bitter-sweet taste of those strong drinks at the bar.
How insanely horny I had gotten, my p***y dripping down my thighs while I waited. Shadow’s strong arms wrapping around me, his deep voice in my ear.
Me practically begging him to take me somewhere and f**k me.
The drive to the hotel where I kept grinding against his hand like a desperate slut.
And then in this very room, how I had kissed him first, ripped my own dress off, spread my legs wide and begged him to f**k me harder.
“God… I really did that,” I whispered, a hot flush spreading across my cheeks. I had been drunk out of my mind, but I remembered clearly how much I wanted it.
How I locked my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper, moaning like a w***e every time his thick c**k slammed into me.
The way my p***y clenched and squirted around him when I came hard.
The dirty satisfaction of feeling him explode deep inside me.
Part of me felt embarrassed that I let a complete stranger draw me on the same day Jake shattered my heart. But another part, a darker, needier part,felt alive.
My c**t was still tingling just from the memories.
I reached down and gently touched my swollen lips, wincing at how tender I was but also getting a little wet again at the soreness.
“Jake cheated on me this morning and I ended the day getting my brains f****d out by Shadow,” I said to the empty room with a shaky laugh. “What a f*****g day.”
I forced myself out of bed on wobbly legs. More of his c*m trickled down my thigh as I stood up.
I wiped it with the sheet but didn’t really care.
I slipped back into my little black dress, the fabric rubbing against my sensitive n*****s and riding up my ass. No bra, no panties just like I had promised him.
I called a cab, my voice still husky as I gave Sarah’s address.
The entire ride back I kept shifting in the seat, feeling the mix of my own slick and Shadow’s load.
Every bump made my sore p***y ache in the most addictive way. I couldn’t stop replaying how good it felt when he was buried balls-deep inside me, growling dirty things in my ear.
When the cab finally pulled up at Sarah’s building, I was a mess,smeared makeup, wild hair, and a face that screamed,
“I just got f****d stupid.” I paid the driver and hurried inside, my dress riding up with every step.
Sarah opened the door before I could even knock. Her eyes widened as she took me in. “Ari, what the hell happened? You look like you got absolutely railed.”
I collapsed into her arms, laughing and crying at the same time.
Her soft t**s pressed against me as I hugged her tight. “I did. I got way too drunk at the bar and let Shadow f**k me senseless in a hotel.
I begged for it, Sarah. I came so hard on his c**k I saw stars.”
She pulled me inside, her hands sliding down my waist. “Come sit and tell me every dirty detail. I want to hear how much of a slut you were tonight.”
I spilled everything while sitting on her couch, how the drinks made me crazy horny, how I ground on Shadow’s fingers in the car, how I spread my legs like a desperate w***e and let him pound me until I was shaking.
My p***y throbbed the whole time I talked, getting wetter as I relived it.
Sarah’s eyes darkened with lust. She pulled me into her lap, her fingers tracing the bite marks on my breasts. “Sounds like you needed that rough f**k after Jake’s bullshit.
Your poor p***y is still leaking his c*m, isn’t it?”
I nodded, grinding slowly against her thigh. The night had been wild, messy, and exactly what my broken heart needed.