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informed them he would be crashing elsewhere for the night and letting them have the place to themselves.  The party went from full swing to an empty apartment in a matter of minutes and Layla found herself there alone with Seth, and drowning in nerves.
    After closing the door on the last guest, Seth turned to face her with a dark grin on his face.  He slammed his drink down on an end table, and she watched the amber liquid slosh over the side.  It created a sloppy mess that Seth seemed oblivious too.  Layla's heart raced.  She regarded him with harshly mixed emotions.  She loved this person so much.  This wasn't how she had ever envisioned this night going.
    Seth advanced.
    In a split second, he'd roughly pulled her against him. He smashed his lips over hers with a deep, rough, probing kiss.  All the while, he grappled clumsily behind her back with the clasps on her dress.  After an awkward moment while she struggled to catch her breath as he kissed her, cool air assaulted her when her dress fluttered to the floor.
    Seth released her and stood back.  He drew a sharp intake of breath as he ogled her exposed flesh.  She stood in the dim light, wearing a lacy white strapless bra and a matching G-string.  Shyly, she moved her arms to cover her chest, but he reached out and pushed her hands back down to her sides.  He spun his finger in the air, silently demanding that she spin around before him.
    She knew she should be feeling excited.  After all, this was a moment she'd anxiously awaited for a long time.  But she didn't like the look in his dark eyes as he glared at her.  After a brief hesitation, she began to turn slowly in a circle. 
    And she hadn't even completed the circle when he grabbed her.
    Seth hauled her over his shoulder and bolted into the bedroom with her where he dumped her unceremoniously onto the bed.  Layla scrambled under the covers watching as he ripped at his own clothing and left his lovely wedding attire in a messy pile discarded on the floor.  He leapt onto the bed where he yanked the covers right back off her.
    Layla trembled from head to foot as Seth hungrily pawed her body.  There was definitely a thrill of anticipation coursing through her, but it was mostly overshadowed by a sense of fear.  There was a specific way she wanted this to go.  Slowly.  Sensuous.  But the look of raw lust in his eyes told her that wasn't likely to happen.
    He yanked both her bra and G-string so savagely that they tore.  He discarded them without a second thought.  Kneeling on his knees next to her, he roughly massaged her breasts with one hand while seeking out her center with his other.
    Layla gasped as his hot fingers entered her without any sort of lead in.
    "Seth!" she exclaimed, nearly choking on her own breath as it caught in her throat.  "Baby, go slow! Please!"
    Seth grinned as he began to rapidly move two fingers in and out of her.  Her body responded in ways she was unfamiliar with.  Her temperature instantly increased to a feverish degree.  Her abdominal region began to tingle.  Yet, it hurt.  What he was doing to her evoked a yelp and she grimaced, closing her eyes.
    "Don't worry, baby," he said softly, his voice a whisper thick with desire.  "I'll get you wet."
    He moved his fingers faster and harder, while massaging a part of her she'd been unaware of, with his thumb.  Her eyes popped open and widened as she did feel herself become hot and moist.  New feelings awakened inside her, but still, she hurt.  The alarming mix of emotions was unsettling.  She moaned.
    "That's right," he whispered, leering down at her.  He continued to finger her relentlessly, and she watched as he slid his other hand up and down his own thick, long cock.  It was the first time she'd ever seen it.  It throbbed, and he groaned.  The sight of it both thrilled and terrified her.
    Her breaths came quick and shallow.  She struggled to understand the sensations she felt, while at the same time unable