Chapter 3

• Mona POV
• I could feel him raising up my dress and I felt his hand moving inside my panties. He pushed me in the ladies room and locked the door never letting me go.
• He pulled my panties to the side and with two thick fingers he entered me. I could hear how wet I was. The slouching of my essence had me moaning against his talented lips.
• "Hmmm, oh that feels so good. Don't stop." Before I knew it my dress was raised and Mr. Ian was between my legs doing his thing. I no longer had to pee. All I could think about was Mr. Ian giving me pleasure.
• His lips grabbed a hold to my pearl and my body started to thrash.
• "Oh yes baby, just like that," I moaned out.
• He inserted his fingers as they gently massage my aching walls. I grabbed a hold to his hair pushing him further between my legs until there was nowhere else for him to go.
• "Fuck you are so fucking wet for me," he said through small breaths. I would get as hot or wet as he wanted me to get. His tongue twirled inside me and before I knew it I released hard. I moaned and groaned as wave after wave of bliss made my knees weak. I felt myself losing my balance, but Mr. Ian was right there to catch me.
• I saw desire in his eyes and I wanted more. I saw his lips puckered as they were wet with my essence. I grabbed a hold to his face and licked his lips.
• "If you don't stop. I'm going to fuck you right here right now," he said.
• "It's my birthday, Mr. Ian." I said. I wanted him. If he was as good with his dick as his tongue, I was ready.
• "Show me what you got!" I said smiling.
• He unzipped his pants and I heard the condom paper rip. He handed it to me and I eased it on. Good gracious lord the man was packing. He must have seen my eyes.
• "Only if you want to?" he said staring into my eyes.
• "I've never done this before. I just got out of a long term relationship and he was my first. I'm not this type of girl."
• "What type of girl are you?" I could feel him positioning himself.
• "I don't know anymore. I like structure and rules. I'm never spontaneous, I'm not a hoe. I just don't want to be hurt anymore." I felt a tear roll down my face.
• He kissed it.
• "You have permission to have me," I said.
• He raised me up against the wall and pushed up my dress.
• "Are you sure? We don't have to do this?" He said looking at my lips and then my eyes. I found myself getting lost in them.
• I licked my lips and kissed him. As soon as my lips touched his, he entered me in one swift motion. I held on to him tight as he started off slow. He was long and thick and my head fell back against the wall. He held on to me with one hand and slid my dress up and sucked on my breast.
• I was more than sure my eyes were rolling back in my head. Not even sex with Darren was like this. This felt so good that I didn't want it to stop.
• "Right there Mr. Ian. Oh yeah, right there," I moaned as he angled himself. He rotated his hips and my legs were tightly wrapped around his waist. With each stroke he hit my g spot.
• "Fuck yeah, sweetheart, just stay... just like that!" he moaned. He moved his hands and placed them up under my arms. He had me in placed as his hands gripped my shoulders.
• We both moaned as he kissed me. He was so deep inside of me I swear I felt him touching my womb.
• Shit! This man was unstoppable. We both yelled out our pleasure as the music drowned out our voices. He kissed me one last time.
• "Happy Birthday, Sexy," he said disposing of the condom and pulling up his pants. I pulled down my dress in shock that I actually just had sex with a perfect stranger in a public restroom. I was so going to hell for this. I would definitely be reciting the rosary tonight.
• "You need any help?" he asked with concern.
• I shook my head no. He touched my cheek and gave me a small peck on the lips. He reached in his pocket and handed me his card.
• "If you ever need anything, just give me a call. Are you sure you are going to be okay?"
• "Yeah," I said taking his card.
• "Are you going to tell me your name?"
• he asked buttoning up his suit coat. I never realized he was wearing a custom made black Tom Ford suit, with Louboutin lace up dress shoes. He looked like he stepped off the cover of GQ magazine.
• "It's Mona," I said adjusting my dress.
• "Well Mona, I hope you enjoy the rest of your birthday. Don't drink anymore and if you ever need something call me, okay."
• "Okay," was all I could say. He unlocked the door and walked out. I still couldn't believe I had just done what I did. It was no way to turn back the hands of time because the trip part about it, I would have probably done the s