C7 CHAPTER SEVEN - SPUR OF THE MOMENT

“I … I didn't mean to invade your privacy” Ethan trailed off, still unable to keep his eyes off Clarissa’s naked body.

“Fine, just go. Go out.” Clarissa requested drunkenly pointing at the door.

Stunned by her beautiful body, Ethan’s legs were frozen on the spot. He could not bring himself out; he just stood there staring at her.

Clarissa staggered and tried to walk up to Ethan, but the sharp pain from her ankle stopped her in her tracks. She winced in pain and fell to the ground.

Concerned, Ethan ran to her and caught her just in time. Her naked body pressed against him spread more heat across his groin. He was blown away.

Drunk, Clarissa stared right into the eyes of the handsome stranger before her and pulled him in for a kiss.

Ethan who was already very turned on by Clarissa’s body succumbed to the kiss and kissed Clarissa back passionately. His member was now erect and was showing through his tux pants.

“Take it off ..” Clarissa mumbled indicating at Ethan’s pants.

Without saying a word, Ethan hastily undressed.

“I’ll take you to my bed,” Ethan whispered his breathing uneven. Then he carried Clarissa bridal-style to the king-size bed in his suite.

“Mmm... yeah” Clarissa moaned when she felt his moist tongue on her clitoris.

Ethan skillfully worked her clitoris with his tongue while rubbing her already engorged nipples. He dug his tongue deeper with each stroke.

Clarissa’s senses got heightened due to her drunken state so she felt every sensation in multiple folds.

“Uhm, I want the real thing stranger, please”. Clarissa pleaded, desperate for the feeling of fullness.

Ethan briefly raised his head, leaving Clarissa whimpering and squirming for more.

“Stranger? My name is Ethan.”

Clarissa nodded and flashed a light smile to acknowledge his name. She slowly drew him closer and pulled his member to her entrance. She was getting impatient.

“I want you deep … inside of me, stranger, Ethan.” Clarissa slurred pulling him even closer to her entrance.

“As you wish,” Ethan replied and went deep inside her in one thrust.

Clarissa gasped and her body shuddered when she felt him inside her.

“Take all of me,” Ethan repeated as he built rhythm and thrust in and out. He paused to suck on Clarissa’s nipples and resumed thrusting.

Loud moans filled the air and smelled of their body fluids and sweat. Clarissa felt the wave coming and she started to rub her clitoris.

“Oh yes… Call my name baby.” Ethan moaned in approval.

“Oh Ethan …” Clarissa moaned sexily.

A few thrusts more and they both reached climax. Ethan pulled out as fast as he could and lay exhausted beside Clarissa.

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Clarissa was roused from her deep sleep by water running in the shower. She yawned and took in her surroundings but could not place the environment.

Migraine struck her forehead for the first time that morning and she felt hung-over. She could not remember anything from the night before.

Her phone rang, disrupting her recall of last night’s events. It was Cassandra.

“Rissa! For goodness sake, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I have been worried sick.” Cassandra said in a rush.

“Uhm. I’m in a room somewhere. What happened?” Clarissa asked grogily, genuinely confused.

“You left the club for the restroom last night. After an hour, I got worried and started looking for you. I searched the whole floor but you were nowhere to be found. I called severally but you did not pick up.” Cassandra replied.

“Really, uhm … it was my mum, she called me last night, then I was in the elevator, then …” Clarissa trailed off holding her forehead.

“OKAY. So where exactly are you? I will come to get you right away.”

“Uhm, I’m not sure. I’ll text the address to you when I find out.” Clarissa replied, wincing at the dull ache at the nape of her head.

“Alright, text me okay?” Cassandra said before ending the call.

“Hi … You’re up,” Ethan said. He had just come out of the shower.

“And … who are you? Clarissa asked drawing the duvet closer as she suddenly realized that she was stark naked.

“I’m Ethan Grayson, you’re in my suite. You needed the restroom last night, so I brought you here, remember?” Ethan asked puzzled.

“What? When? So why am I undressed? Clarissa asked, slightly raising her voice.

Ethan realized Clarissa could not recall everything that transpired between them last night. He was taken aback, he did not care though. It only saved him the trouble of asking her to sign a non-disclosure document.

Whenever he had a one-night stand, he made sure he made the ladies sign a non-disclosure and he paid them off. It means they can not disclose meeting him or having sex with him to the public.

Also, they can not come back to find him based on pregnancy. He hated marriage and the idea of commitment, also his position as the CEO of a multi-national conglomerate requires him to be scandal-free.

“I asked a damn question,” Clarissa yelled, her voice disrupting Ethan’s thoughts.

“Well, I will try not to make this sound embarrassing, but you were drunk, sprained your ankle, and had urine all over your clothes last night.” He decided to hold back the sex part, if she could not recall, he would not stress it.

“Oh shit … I’m so sorry, thanks for helping me,” Clarissa said quietly.

“Well, it is okay. I had my worker get you a new set of clothes and comfortable shoes. My Limo is downstairs waiting on standby. You will be dropped off safely at your house. I have to go in five minutes, my helicopter is waiting on the rooftop.” Ethan said as he dressed up.

“Oh, that would be great, thank you,” Clarissa replied, still confused. And she hated that she could not recall anything from the night before.

“It’s alright, here is my card, just in case. I’ll take my leave now.” Ethan said. He flashed her a million-dollar smile before heading out.

“SHIT SHIT SHIT, Clarissa!” Clarissa yelled, right after Ethan left the suite. She had not been this confused in a long time.

Why was she here?

What happened last night?

The more questions she asked herself, the more blank her brain became.

She decided to dress up. In an attempt to get up, she felt some soreness down there. Then she looked down at her vagina and saw some stains of body fluids.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!” Clarissa yelled, petrified.