I was supposed to meet my best friend, Sam, at Apotheke. A swanky bar in the heart of Downtown Manhattan. I’d been excited when he called, it had been years since we’d seen each other. After my divorce went through a year ago, I decided I needed a new start. I moved back to New York and the first person I’d contacted was my old college roommate, Sam. He was happy to hear from me, making all these plans for us. I didn’t want to let him down, so I agreed to Christmas dinner and meeting here to catch up.

What I didn’t expect, was to come across the red headed angel with the emerald eyes that seemed to illuminate the entire room. She was perched on a stool in the corner of the bar, alone. Who the fuck would leave such a woman to drink alone, was absolutely ridiculous, but then again, I should thank them. For leaving an angel for me to find. When her eyes met mine, something stirred in me. Her eyes glittered like bright jewels as that connection was made, a hunger that lingered there, that I couldn’t deny myself.

From the moment I stepped through those doors, my focus was entirely on the beauty at the bar. Don’t get me wrong, picking up a beautiful woman at a bar wasn’t beyond me. Back in college, Sam and I would make bets to see just how many numbers we could get in one night. But that was a long time ago, before marriages, before children, before bitter divorces. But this wasn’t just any beauty, she was different. I immediately sensed she didn’t belong here, and by the looks of it, she was all dressed up, probably waiting on someone. It would be just my luck that the one person I’d felt a connection with, in so long, belonged to another.

She looked young, definitely younger than my thirty-eight years. And she looked wholesome, shy even. No, this woman was definitely not the type to let herself be picked up at a bar. This woman wanted the romance, the quiet dinner, followed by good conversation. She wanted to be seduced and shown that she’s the one. Yet here I was, undressing every inch of her sumptuous curves with my eyes. My cock hardening and eager to sink into her depths. Here I was, the wolf seeking his prey.

As her eyes held my steady gaze, there was a subtle need in them. A need to lose herself, to feel wanted, a yearning to be touched. I knew this because I’d seen that look before, reflected in my own eyes.

Forgetting everything, my plans, my trepidations, my inhibitions, I’d made my way toward the beauty. If she’d wanted to reject me, she could have tried, but I wasn’t the type to give up easily. Her nearness only stirred the craving in my loins. This predatory feeling overcame me, pulling me towards her, wanting to steal her for myself. I lusted after her, my hands itching to trace the contours of her curves, to pull her against me, to hear her whimpers of pleasure as I gave her what she needed.

The feel of her soft skin beneath the palm of my hand roused my cock up to full attention. I loved how her body instinctively responded to me. The way her blush painted her cheeks, and her body jumped as if shocked, it all told me just how long it had been since she’d been touched by a man. Even if she was trying to fight me, this attraction was just too powerful to turn our back to.

At the same time, I didn’t want her to think that I wanted her to give into me without a little hesitation. Her reluctance only pushed me to convince her that this was what we both needed, what she needed. As soon as I found that open window, I grabbed her by the hand, and ushered us into a taxi. She must have thought I was crazy as I hurriedly grabbed her and pulled her into the back seat of the first car I saw. I didn’t want to give her time to think, I wanted her to give into me without remorse. I didn’t know her name, nor did I ask. I simply took what I wanted as I slid her onto my lap, my lips silencing any doubts she was about to voice.

Passion.

That was the word that came to mind when she parted her lips, my tongue languidly gliding against hers, tasting her. She wrapped her arms around me, sighing and rubbing her curvy hips against my growing cock. Her body shifting, desperately seeking that closeness. My hands slid beneath her coat, travelling across the bare skin of her upper back, thumbs sliding down, grazing the curve of her breast. She moaned sweetly, and I took advantage of her heightened state to hold her tight, to cup her breasts, my thumbs coming across her hardened tips beneath the silky fabric.

Breaking the kiss, I gazed down at the plump flesh in my hands. I cupped and squeezed it, hissing as the tip of it suddenly peaked out.

“Fuck,” leaning in I took my first lick at her body. She whispered a soft expletive and I stared up at her, catching the hardened tip between my teeth and tugging lightly on it. My hands continued to wander up and down her stocking covered legs as her ass cushioned my cock, as her hips shifted while I did what I wanted to her body.

My fingertips found the hem of her dress, and as my mouth ran up her neck, my hands slid up underneath and squeezed the swell of her ass, my cock groaning from her sexy moan. My mouth found hers as I massaged the sumptuous flesh and I let her kiss me. Her tongue teasing mine, tasting me as I had done with her.

It felt like an eternity before we finally pulled up to my stoop. Five minutes later, I had her pinned up against the wall in the entrance of my brand-new apartment. Her head thrown back in ecstasy as I dragged my tongue along the long expanse of her neck, biting at her chin. Continuing the path back down to her collarbone, loving her shivers as I nipped and sucked on her shoulder.

Her fingers slid through my hair, tugging the strands at the nape of my neck as I yanked her dress down, uncovering the tops of the two dewy domes that were concealed from me for far too long. My mouth watered at the sight of her delectable tits, and running my nose along their curve, I couldn’t help but to bite down on the side of each breast. Leaving my mark before dragging my tongue along her heaving chest, I mauled the other breast, sucking the tender flesh into my mouth, as heated whimpers escaped her lips. Yanking the rest of the silk down, I growled as her tits fell out, Two perfect teardrops with dark brown areolas, perfect for my mouth. I’d never been so hungry as I sucked her tight bud into my mouth, allowing myself to roll it between my tongue and teeth, suckling on it until I had her quivering in my arms.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned, slurping up the other tip, loving how she struggled to breathe while the pleasure assaulted her.

“Ohhh, yes,” she managed to croak out as I fed on her tits, scraping my teeth along the puckered flesh.

I tugged the rest of her dress down, letting it pool at her feet as I continued to devour her like the sweet enticing piece of candy that she was.

Reluctantly, I took a step back, taking in the soft swell of her tummy, the curve of her hips, her lush thighs. I slid my jacket off and began to undo my shirt as I took my fill of her. Stepping out of the dress, she stood there, in her sexy as fuck garter belt, those nylon stockings, and the sluttiest black heels that defined the muscles of her legs. Her fingertips lingered on her nipples, covering them slightly as that blush crept up her cheeks. She was so fucking pretty as she watched me.

I smiled as I ripped my shirt off, my hands tugging at my belt, hurriedly undoing the zipper. I groaned as my cock sprung out, eager for its treat. Gripping it, I stroked it, trying to ease the pain of holding back. Her eyes were burning me up inside as she bit that lip and took her time looking me over. Her pretty greens travelled across the broad expanse of my chest, and down the rippling of my abs. She took a step closer and I stood very still as she gently pressed the palms of her hands along the coarse hair that covered my chest.

So very slowly, she teased her fingertips along it, sliding it down across the ridges of my abs until, with her forefinger, she leisurely drew a line from my belly button down to my cock. I went rigid as she slid her delicately manicured fingernail across the head of my cock, teasing me to no end.

“I want to taste you,” she whispered, lost in her lust.

I simply smiled and stroked my cock as she watched. “Not before I get my fill of you, Angel.”

She yelped as I lifted her over my shoulder, her tits feeling wonderful against my back, her soft ass in my hands. I slapped it hard, loving how she squirmed and yelled out. My fingers ran across the expanse of silky panties, slipping under and sliding against her crevice, loving how juicy she’d become. Letting her down onto the chaise lounge in the living room, I brought my lips to my mouth, watching her as I tasted her.

“Mmmm, fuck, you taste good baby girl. A little too good,” yanking her by the legs, I knelt down before her, spreading her thighs, those black silky panties looking delectable on her. I wanted to rip them off her, so I could have my fill of her. Instead, I took my time, teasing her, running my tongue down her inner thighs, nibbling as I went, her mewls had a desperate edge to them that only made me want to tease, her further. Pressing my nose against the crevice of where her thighs met her pelvis, I inhaled sharply, biting at her skin. My cock stirred at the lemony scent of her.

Standing up I lifted her up, and as if she were my personal fuck doll, I placed her over the chair on all fours. Her heart shaped ass pressing back into my cock as she arched back sexily. She looked like a cat in heat, wanting her fill of cock.

I gazed down at her, the moonlight striking against her pale skin. Her red hair looked like licks of flames framing her face and back. And those hooded eyes were lost in this pleasure. I had her exactly where I wanted her. Dragging my nails down the curvy contours of her butt, I groaned as she sighed out, my cock finding it’s place in between her thighs, making me hiss as she rocked that panty covered ass along my dick. I could feel the heat of her penetrate through the soaked material and it was so fucking good.

My hand came down on her flesh, first one cheek then the other. Over and over until she was a whimpering mess. Slowly massaging her now reddened globes, I slid my forefingers beneath the seam of her sexy panties. Biting my lip, I lifted the delicate elastic and let it snap back onto her flesh.

She looked at me over her shoulder, pouting as she swayed her hips. I hissed at how fucking hot she looked and over giving her a nice, hard, sound kiss on those pouty lips of hers. Grabbing at the flimsy material, I tugged, tearing it in two. She yelled out in my mouth and I slid my tongue in, tangling it with hers as my fingers rubbed at her core. She could barely moan as I relished in her juicy pussy. She was so fucking tempting. Pressing my soaked fingers to her lips, I allowed her to taste what I was slowly becoming addicted to.

Gripping her by the hair, I forced her eyes to meet mine. “I want you to tell me what you want.”

Her breath came in ragged whisps of air as she shook in her need. “You,” she whispered softly.

The word hung in the air between us and I pressed my lips to hers as I slid into her tight confines. My cock creaming as it was suffocated by the sweetest of pussies.