Need and desire

"Are you alright." I mused. "Is the room to your liking?"

All the rooms were mostly the same.
Even had been white when I moved in, but now the walls and furniture were all dark shades ranging from grey to black. This room had shades of green so dark they appeared black unless directly under the light.

Rhea stood out against the darkness of my home, like a supernova star in a lonely sky.
"It's fine. Your home is really impressive, but what else would you expect from the youngest rich boy in the city", She giggled on an exhale and rubbed her arms, moving to stare out the windows to the street below.

"Richest young man," I corrected, roaming my eyes over the curves of her body. "Did you know who I was?"

"No," she admitted, tensing up from the tone in my voice. "Not until I saw your magazine the last time we...the last morning I saw you, actually." She took a deep breath.
"And I know you aren't a boy. Your interview said you're twenty eight."
"I am, that magazine said a lot about me", With her bags left on the side table I stepped closer towards her. She didn't turn to face me, but just by watching the slight shift in her body she was aware I was getting closer. "Is there anything about me you'd like to know?"

"There are a ton of questions I could ask you, Aleksander. But does it matter?" She finally turned my way and inhaled sharply at realising just how close I had gotten. My eyes were drawn to her lips at the sound. I wanted to hear her gasping again.

"Why wouldn't it matter?"

"This arrangement isn't really personal. Not in that way atleast." I understood what she meant but didn't entirely agree.

"We're going to be living together for a while. I think it's imperative we know the basics. I'd hate to make your time here miserable. This isn't an ideal relationship." That last word felt strange on my tongue.

"It seems like you're the one with questions," She whispered. I rose my arms and placed them on either side of her head, caging her against the wall between two of the windows. Her chest rose and fell quickly as I pressed against her body and sucked in at the warmth of her soft frame. It was the sight of her eyes on my mouth that had a fiery heat burst to life in my chest.

"We can get to the questions later if you prefer. I know there's something else on my mind." My head dipped.

I tried. I really tried keeping my hands off her, but there was something about her I couldn't let go of. I was drawn to her like a magnet, and who am I to deny that pull?

She didn't move, her eyes never left my mouth as I swept in and captured her lips with mine. My hands cupped her face, and she didn't fight me as I maneuvered her in a kiss that was sure to steal her breath. I wanted all the air in her lungs for myself. When my tongue danced over her bottom lip, she opened for me. I tasted her and allowed my hands to slide down to feel her body as I hungrily devoured her.

At some point her body melted against the wall, and it was my legs between her knees holding her up. I could feel the heat at the apex of her legs against the top of my thigh and I groaned out through our kiss. Everytime she moved it would involuntarily cause her to grind against my leg and the longer I kissed her the more frequently she was whimpering from the friction.

I pushed my hand under the hem of her top and against her smooth skin. The feeling of it was enough to make me shudder when I slipped my hand under her bra to grab her small breast in my hand. I was gritting my teeth. My cock was painfully hard, and I tilted my hips forward to let her feel it.

She gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck to help support herself. I ran my thumb over her nipple and gripped her ass with my free hand, pulling her closer against my erection.

"Rhea." I breathed. "I am going to fuck you now." Her head fell back against the wall and through the daze written across her face she licked her lips and nodded.

I fell on her exposed neck, kissing at first, then parted my mouth to lick and suck on every inch of her smooth skin. Her petite body writhed on mine and the movement had her pressing against my erection. It was too much. I needed to be inside of her.

"Aleksander." I barely heard her cry my name, but when my brain registered the sound of her soft voice, I went feral. Without warning I was grabbing her hips and turning to throw her down on the bed.

She yelped and bounced on the bed from the force, but she was balanced enough to straighten out quickly. I landed on her like a beast, pawing away her clothes and running my fingers over every new inch of exposed skin as I undressed her. My mouth followed, tasting as much of her as I could see.

My lips traveled over her abdomen and down to her thighs. She sighed as I ran my fingers over the hem of her lace panties. A second later I yanked the fabric down and exposed her dripping pussy to my starving eyes. Seeing just how wet she was made my cock twitch with need.

But, first, I would taste her.

She didn't say a word when my tongue laved over dripping folds.
Instead, it was quick panting and whining as I pressed into her clit repeatedly. I let my right hand travel up her body to hold her breast and gently pinch her nipples, looking up as I did so to watch how she squirmed on the bed.