Chapter 3 A Passionate Night

Lucia looked around in awe as she couldn't believe that she was in this hotel with this man.

Malcolm took her to Empire Hotel. This was the poshest five-star hotel in the city. No ordinary person could even imagine affording or booking a reservation at a grand hotel such as this one. Even someone with deep pockets would have to have the right connections to reserve a room here for a night.

The two were about to spend an exciting night in the presidential suite. A king-sized bed, laced with rich velvet and satin fabric, provided mesmerizing views from bay windows facing three directions.

"Is everything here to your satisfaction?" Malcolm's deep and magnetic voice reverberated in Lucia's ears.

However, just as Lucia opened her mouth to respond, he stepped forward suddenly and kissed her gently, as if he was savoring the taste of her lips. With one hand, he slowly unzipped the right side of her dress, and with the other, he slowly reached into her dress. He gently caressed Lucia's breasts and rubbed her nipples with his fingers, drawing circles on her skin. As soon as their lips parted, he nibbled at her ear and licked the nape of her neck.

Lucia felt her body quiver under the emphatic skills of his hands.

Her dress slid down her body and landed on the floor, revealing her enchanting curves and shapely body under the dim yellow light of the bedside lamp.

Lucia held her arms across her breasts and as Malcolm turned her around slowly, she trembled like a dry leaf. Her cheeks were red from drinking which he found irresistibly charming.

Malcolm laid her down on the bed.

Lucia couldn't help but moan. She unbuttoned his shirt with both hands while kissing his lips. Her fair hands gently stroked his chest.

"You're such a temptress," Malcolm whispered into Lucia's ear and his breath was warm and tickly.

They locked eyes for a moment and Lucia smiled suggestively at him. She slipped her hands down to his trousers and unstrapped his belt.

Suddenly, he lifted her up and let her fall with a soft bounce on the mattress. He took off his trousers and shirt, and pressed on Lucia's body.

Lucia wrapped her arms around his neck. She needed him to satisfy her at the moment.

He pulled Lucia away slightly and rubbed his cock on her private parts, but he just didn't go in. Looking at Lucia's red face, he knew that she couldn't stand it anymore, but he just didn't want to satisfy her so soon.

"Wild cat, is something wrong?" All of a sudden, he stopped and looked at Lucia.

Lucia was infuriated and disappointed. Feeling ashamed, she tried to push Malcolm away but soon found that she couldn't move him at all.

"What are you doing? Are you making fun of me?" Lucia growled angrily at him.

Almost immediately, Lucia yelped, feeling his depth inside her.

Lucia squirmed as Malcolm's every moment caused an electric surge to flash through her body.

"Give it to me...Harder! Harder!" Lucia cried out in pleasure as she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Wild cat, I want you to beg me!" Malcolm teased her, pulling out his penis and rubbing it up and down against her clitoris.

His hoarse voice tugged at her heartstrings and Lucia's slender body twisted as she moaned helplessly.

"I want you! Malcolm, I want you!" Tiny beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she squinted her eyes close.

"Good girl! I'll satisfy you right now!" He smiled with satisfaction at her eagerness. He squeezed Lucia's slender waist as his erection grew larger. He pushed the head of his penis in as the rest disappeared inside her warm and wet vagina. "Are you going to try to run away from me again, wild cat?"

"No! Never!" Lucia's voice rose in pleasure.

The king-sized bed began creaking and his breath became short as Malcolm braced his hands on the wall. He hooked his knees outside her legs and drove himself deeper once more before he exploded.

Lucia screamed like a helpless puppy as she reached climax. She was so happy that they disengaged, shaking and convulsing with pleasure.

Soon after, silence befell the room. Only their shallow breaths could be heard. As they lay side by side, Lucia felt utterly powerless and she couldn't bring herself to sit up after such an intense experience.

Malcolm was the type of man who could get any woman he wanted. Although most women couldn't help themselves around him, he was never interested to fall for any woman so easily. But now, unexpectedly, he was obsessed with this woman.

She was like a stubborn and unyielding wild cat.

After having a taste of her body, Malcolm couldn't think of anyone else. He stood under the shower head and let the hot water wash over his tired body.

Just as Malcolm went to the bathroom for a shower, Lucia finally opened her drowsy eyes. Without his body to keep her warm, she felt a little cold all by herself in bed. As soon as the sound of running water came from the bathroom, Lucia's face flushed and she imagined his naked body under the shower.

It had been a crazy night.

The man named Malcolm seemed to know the magic that made her follow him back to his place and have sex with him. Moreover, she was so engrossed in it that she couldn't control herself at all. As she recalled herself begging for him just moments ago made her want to dig a hole and bury her head in it.

She jumped out of bed, put on her clothes, and left without even saying anything. After all, she was too embarrassed to look him in the eye after she had opened herself to him like that.

She had to put a stop to this madness right then and there. This passionate moment she shared with him had to be a dream.

After Lucia went back home, she removed her makeup, took a shower, and changed her clothes. She refused to think about what had happened earlier as she wanted to move on with her own life. After all, tomorrow was going to be a new day.

When Malcolm walked out of the bathroom and saw the empty bed, he raised his eyebrows. This was the first time a woman had run away from him after they had sex.

Suddenly, he noticed something twinkling at the head of the bed, and when he walked forward, he saw a delicate earring in the shape of a camellia.

'Did she leave this behind on purpose?' He laughed. 'Is this another one of her tricks? Hard-to-get, huh? What does she want? She thinks I will try and find her with this earing? If so, then she must have overestimated herself and underestimated me.'

After all, as a man who had been with many women, he would never obsess over just one.

He picked up the earring and threw it into the trash can. However, he immediately regretted it and caught it in mid-air. After staring at it for a while, he put the earring in his wallet.

At this moment, his phone rang and he took a look at the caller ID before answering it.

"Sir, your grandmother has been looking for you." A respectful voice came from the other side of the phone.

Without saying anything in response, Malcolm hung up the phone and exhaled a deep sigh.