It was dark and no one was at sight, I didn't even know this place existed in the first place. I made the point to wear a skirt. Menzi was wearing casual clothes just a jean and a T-shirt, even when he looked so normal there was something that just pointed it out that he was a bad boy. 

He has his hands stuffed in his pockets as he looks at me in my dress, suddenly making me self-conscious. I rarely wear dresses mostly because I find them too specific and that they are dumb, they don't even have pockets. 

"You look nice." He says, coming closer to me, "You should wear dresses more often." He said, placing his hand at the back of my neck, making my heart beat fast even from just this small contact. 

"No other man has touched you?" 

I shook my head, I could barely even speak, not when I wanted him to take me right then and there, not when I was hot and heavy for him. 

"Good, or I would have punished you." He said, putting his hand under my dress, "Next time no panties." He said as he ripped my lacy underwear into shreds and his fingers dug inside me. 

We were at the old waiting area and my back was pinned to the wooden wall. "How do you want it?" I licked my now dry lips no guy has ever asked me how I wanted it before, I looked at him and found him looking at me as turned on as I was. 

"I want you to fuck me senselessly, I want your tongue between my thighs," I watched him go down and licked me. My body was going crazy from all the feelings that came in at once, rushing through. 

"And?" 

My mind was a little fuzzy, as I tried to think, "Fuck me from behind." 

He barely even waited for me to finish when he spund me around and fucked me. 

It was like I was living in my own fantasy as I felt a whole rush of orgasm come rushing me and 3 more after that. 

"How was that?" He asked as he wiped me clean and looked at me with a bit of a smile playing on his lips. 

"Wow." There was no other word, he has managed to rock my world in just a couple of minutes and leave me disoriented. 

He laughed as he helped me sit down so that I can catch my breath. He sat besides me and looked at the big moon that was shining, casting its glow. 

"So," I said, "Are you busy with other girls?" I don't know why I asked, but it bothered me knowing that he would be doing what he did to me to other girls. I am never a jealous person, but for some reason, I never wanted any other girl to have a piece of him. 

"You are jealous?" He asked with a knowing smile.

"No," my cheeks flushed "I mean I will not be entertaining other guys so," 

"Okay, fair enough, there will be no other girls until we decide we are done with this thing, okay?"