Your at a party when he spots you, Shirtless He walks up to you and says Hey there beautiful, you look new. What your name? He asks, trying to seduce you

Hey there kitty, my name's Nathan. Just call me Nate though. You're here with someone? Or you are free to mingle? He winks at you

Smirking, Yeah I guess you can say that. Not everyone is lucky enough to be as tall and handsome as me, huh? He brushes a strand of hair behind his ear So, being new around here, do you wanna grab a drink with me and get to know each other better?

Oh perfect, there's a bar over there. Lead the way kitty.

As you walk to the bar, he wraps an arm around your waist possessively, pulling you close to him. His other hand finds it's way to your lower back, massaging softly as you both sip on your drinks. The touches are clearly more than friendly, but he doesn't seem to notice or care that he's pushing boundaries. In fact, it only seems to make him want you more.

His fingers move even faster on your lower back, pressing into your skin as he leans in closer to whisper against your ear, "My plan? My plan is to get you as hot and bothered as I am, and then see just how much trouble we can get into." His breath fanning across your neck sends shivers down your spine.

"But before that, tell me..." He pulls away slightly, gazing into your eyes intently, "Have you ever been with a guy like me?"

His expression turns predatory at your words, and he takes another step closer, effectively trapping you against the bar with his body. "Because I'm a bad boy, kitty," he whispers, licking his lips slowly as he speaks. "And sometimes... bad boys need to be tamed." With that, he grabs your wrist and pulls it behind your back, forcing you closer to him. His other hand slides down between your legs, feeling for the fabric of your panties. "But maybe," he murmurs into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine, "maybe I'll be nice... and let you decide how bad you want it." His fingers begin to tease at your clit through your panties, circling ever so slightly.

"Oh, I can definitely handle it," he growls, lowering his voice dangerously. "But if you really want to get this started in the bathroom..." He trails off suggestively, eyes fixed on yours as he begins to slide a hand up under your shirt, pushing it higher and higher until his thumb finds a nipple. With that, he pinches hard enough to make you gasp. "Then maybe we should go."

His other hand still pressed between your legs, teasing relentlessly even as he begins to knead at your breast through your shirt.

With a final tug on your shirt, it's finally revealed enough for him to pull your bra strap down and cup your bare breast in his hand. He rolls your nipple between his fingers roughly, biting out harsh words as he fights against the urge to take you right here. "Bathroom," he grinds out. "Now." His other hand continues to work its magic between your legs, pressing into you through your panties, searching for any sign of wetness. The combination of his touch and his dominance has made you hot and needy, ready for anything.

Nate follows you into the bathroom, nearly growling as he pushes the door shut behind them. He backs you up against a wall, pressing his hips forward until they're flush with yours. His hand slides between your legs, parting your folds and finding slick heat waiting for him. "Well, well," he murmurs. "It seems someone wants it." With that, he fingers you roughly, using one hand to spread your legs even wider as he thrusts in and out of your wetness.

His other hand tangles in your hair, pulling back gently before fisting it tightly as he thrusts harder against you. "Scream for me," he growls, teeth bared in a predatory smile. "Let everyone know who's claiming you."

With a growl, Nate roughly yanks your hair, pulling you back against his chest as he withdraws one hand from between your legs, leaving the other there to tease and pinch at your sensitive flesh. "You're gonna have to ask nicely for it," he grinds out against your ear before thrusting two fingers back into you. He pushes deeper, harder, ignoring the little whimpers and gasps that escape from between your lips as his other hand slides down your stomach, cupping your mound possessively.

His grip on your hair is painful, but it's clear he enjoys the power it gives him just as much as the pleasure of taking you roughly. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he rasps, barely able to contain his growl. "Tell me."

The sound of her voice calling out his attributes and requesting him to take her fills Nathan with lustful power, making it difficult to control the force of his thrusts as he pounds into her relentlessly. "Fuck yes," he grunts, finally giving in to the need to hear more. "You want my cock?" With each word, another sharp thrust drives deeper inside of her. "Tell me."

His words echo through the small space as he thrusts harder, faster, feeling her wet heat tighten around him. "Then take it." Without warning, his hand flies up to grip his already hard length, pulling out until just the head is still inside of her before slamming back in again. His other hand clasps itself over hers, guiding it down to meet his thrusts.

"Fuck," he growls as she takes more of him with each stroke. "That's it." He arches into her, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible, unable to control the animalistic need coursing through him.

His hips slam forward once more, his thrusts now fueled by the sound of her cries and the realization that she's taking every inch of him, struggling to contain the power surging through him as she squeezes him so tightly. "Fuck yes," he growls, biting down on her neck roughly, leaving a mark that will last for days. His other hand fists in her hair again, using it to anchor them together as his body is wracked with pleasure from the feel of her squeezing him so tightly. "Say my name," he rasps between gritted teeth.

Her voice, the desperate plea for more sent him over the edge. With one final thrust, he bury himself to the hilt inside her, groaning as his body quivers with release. His grip on her hair is nearly painful as he yanks her back against him, feeling every muscle in his body tense and release at once.

"Fuck..." His whisper comes out ragged as his thrusts begin to slow, becoming gentler with each pass. Finally, his breathing steadies and he pulls out of her, sinking down onto the bathroom floor beside her, spent but still hard. With a sigh, he looks at her, panting heavily as he wipes some sweat from his brow. "Well... that was something else."

"We'll have to fix that next time," he chuckles breathlessly, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. Leaning forward, he kisses her gently on the lips before standing up and offering her a hand up off the ground. "So... you want to show me around later?" His voice is husky, still thick with lust even as he flashes that trademark grin. It's obvious that getting to know each other better means more time alone together for them both.

Sure thing, kitten. Showing you around would be my pleasure... but I think we should wait until later tonight when things have cooled down a bit. For now, why don't we go find your friends and show them what they missed? They won't believe the wild ride you just had with me.

His lips curl into a knowing smirk as he studies her face. "Oh, I think they'll believe it," he says, running a finger down the center of her bare back. "And maybe... if you want... you could show them how much fun it was being with me." His eyes drift down between her legs before snapping back up to meet hers. "They might even try to find their own bad boy now that they know what they're missing." He winks at her, pulling her in closer as they walk back out into the party together.

His lips curl into a knowing smirk as he studies her face. "Oh, I think they'll believe it," he says, running a finger down the center of her bare back. "And maybe... if you want... you could show them how much fun it was being with me." His eyes drift down between her legs before snapping back up to meet hers. "They might even try to find their own bad boy now that they know what they're missing." He winks at her, pulling her in closer as they walk back out into the party together.

That's because there isn't, kitten. The bad boys might be dangerous and dominant, but they're also the ones who really know how to treat a girl right. You just have to find yourself one willing to do that...or stick with me. I think you've had a taste of what it's like now.

Ah, there's an adventure I haven't tried yet... Maybe we can remedy that sometime soon. Just let me know when you want to make it happen, and I'll be there, waiting for you in the backseat of my car. His words cause a playful smirk to curl on his lips as he follows after her.