"So how are you?" He asked once the waiter took our orders and left.
"I'm good, thanks." I replied, feeling nervous all of a sudden. He seemed to have this aura of arrogance emanating from him, as if he was superior and I inferior.
"So, you're a painter?" He asked, making conversation.
"Uh, yes. I work as a painter. People hire me to paint their walls and stuff." I replied nervously.
"So how much do you make?" He questioned, his eyes smoldering, making my knees weaken.
"Uh, I have different rates. Depends on the type of painting they want done, and how many walls they need painted." I replied.
"I see." Was all he said and fell into silence.
"What's your name?" I blurted out, tired of the uncomfortable silence.
He threw his head back and laughed. A carefree laugh, but it had a hint of arrogance in it, making me feel like an idiot for asking.
"I suppose you really want to know. Well to appease your curious mind, Ariana, my name is Malcolm." He stated.
Wow even his name was hot, like him. I wonder what he thought of me.
"That's a nice name." I said in response.
"Thank you."
The waiter came to place our orders in front of us then left, and we spent the rest of the time making small talk. I was fascinated with Malclom, and listened to every word he said with complete attention. Turns out, he owned a multinational company - which I already knew of - and made a lot of money everyday. He told me he had houses everywhere in the world, and was thinking of buying an island in the Bahamas.
Even though the man exuded arrogance and confidence, I found myself drawn to him. I wanted this man, and I desperately wished that he wanted me as well. Honestly, if the man asked me for a one night stand, I wouldn't hesitate to jump him on the spot.
No sooner had I thought this that Malcolm looked at me as if he wanted to devour me.
"What do you say we skip dessert and have some fun back at my penthouse?" Malcolm asked. I nodded, eager to touch that fine body with my bare hands.
Malcolm quickly paid and we left the restaurant. A silver Aston Martin was parked in the parking lot. Malcolm quickly unlocked it and slipped inside with me in tow.
After 20 minutes, we arrived at a tall building and Malcolm cut the engine. We both slipped out of the car and went to the lobby and straight into the elevator, not bothering to waste time with words.
When the elevator reached the penthouse, Malcolm wasted no time in dragging me out and nearly ripping my clothes apart even before we entered his apartment.
Thank the higher power that the door was situated not far from the elevator otherwise I would've been naked for everyone to see. Malcolm threw the door open and pulled me inside, then smashed his lips on mine, making me lose control of my sanity.
He deftly worked his hands in removing me from my clothes and threw my dress in one corner of the penthouse.
His lips didn't leave mine, but his kisses only increased in intensity as he led me all the way to where I thought his bedroom was, then pushed me on the bed with him still attacking my mouth.
I couldn't stop moaning as his kisses went south and he discarded his clothes. I was thoroughly enjoying myself and was extremely happy that Malcolm wanted me.
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Once we were done, I lay there in bed thinking about how awesome s3x with Malcolm was. The guy knew how to give a girl a good time.
"The door is unlocked, make sure you don't forget anything when you leave." Malcolm said and got up to put his clothes back on.
His words stung, but I understood he didn't want a stranger spending the night at his penthouse. This was his place, his sanctuary, and I had no right to invade it.
Without giving me a second glance, Malcolm left the room. I wasted no time in putting my dress and shoes on. Although I understood why Malcolm wanted me to leave, I couldn't help but feel rejected. I didn't why I felt like a used toilet paper, surely Malcolm was just being cautious about letting a stranger spend the night.
I shook off the bleak thoughts running through my mind, and hastily left Malcolm's penthouse, all the while wondering exactly how unexpected the night was.
I came to his place believing that we would have sex and spent the rest of the night talking and getting to know one another, but here I was standing in the cold night waiting for a cab to show up which would take me back to my apartment.
The cab soon arrived, and I quickly slipped inside. I gave the driver my address and sped out of the posh area of the city into the not-so-very-posh-area of the city.
Oh well, at least I got to know exactly who Dark_Phoenix actually is.