novelnext What have I done?
What have I done?
He cursed and released my hair, leaning over me to grab my bouncing breasts from behind, his breaths caressing my earlobe.
“Oh…” I held his hand that squeezed my breast, eyes rolling back into my skull. He nibbled on my earlobe, energetically fucking me, plowing my exhausted vagina from behind. My orgasm was building rapidly with every slick thrust. With every bounce of my breasts in his greedy grip. With every bounce of my ass trapped between the pillow and his cock. But I did not want to come just yet, I wanted more. More of this spine-bending sinfulness.
“Let it go, Leilani.” He said into my ear, his deep voice ordering my body.
And of course, it obeyed.
I shuddered in his arms, knees jerking and drawn-out cries pouring out of my mouth as my vagina walls squeezed around his cock deeply and he stiffened and filled my core with his warmth as he came deeply into me.
I went limp in his strong arms, panting to catch my uneven breath as my eyes drooped, slowly going unfocused as I was suddenly overwhelmed by bone-crushing tiredness and immense satisfaction. I felt his soft lips on my naked shoulder, kissing and tasting as I slowly slipped into a sweet, deep sleep.
When I groggily opened my eyes, I met the familiar ceiling of the bedroom and I stretched out feeling the sheets move over my body. My limbs felt like I had screwed myself over at the gym for a whole day.
The first thought that crossed my mind was, I’m naked
The second thought was, Adonis.
It all came crashing down, tearing through the sleepy haze in my head and I froze, lying still under the soft sheets around my bare shoulders as I stared wide-eyed into nothingness.
I slept with Adonis.
I slept with Adonis Ace Giles.
In the kitchen. In my bedroom. On Neil’s bed.
Those words rang through my brain like a siren, clanging around and echoing off into my scrambled thoughts. But I could not feel. I was numbly staring into space like my brain stopped functioning and my mind had shut down.
It was so quiet in the house and those words were still echoing off in my brick mind.
I need a distraction.
Mechanically, I shoved the sheets off my body and dragged myself off the bed, feeling my joints and limbs groan in slight discomfort. Chase. I did not see him this morning. His pet feeder probably sorted his meals but knowing how much of an appetite that dog had, he probably wanted a treat.
Appetite.
The word threatened to pull flashbacks into my mind’s eye and I mentally erased that word, walking over to grab my white bathing robe.
My pussy felt so sore.
I tried to mentally erase that little observation too but as I walked around, it kept reminding me of its presence.
As I wrapped the robe around my body, I rolled my messy hair into a bun and slid my feet into my soft slippers then walked out of the room.
When I got downstairs, I was convinced that I was all alone. It was around noon, so I must have been asleep for a few hours. My gaze strayed towards the kitchen but I averted my gaze, trying to keep my head blank. I can’t go in there. Not now.
I’m hungry. I need food.
I heard a familiar deep bark and I turned to see Chase bounding down the stairs, his giant body leaping elegantly down in a few seconds, and in no time, it was pawing at me, tongue dropping out as it panted and whined, eager for my attention.
I rubbed his furry head but paused when I caught something sitting on the glass dining table a couple of feet away. I moved towards it slowly and stopped at the edge of the table.
It was food.
Delicious smelling food in different packages and wrappings.
He ordered food for me.
I willed myself to stay numb as I slid onto a chair, pulling one of the wrappings closer, and opened it, mouth-watering at the delicious smell. It was a lot of chicken wings and spicy Malaysian rice. My hands worked fast, pulling open the rest of the packs, I found a whole Chinese pepper fish, French fries, ramen noodles, and three different flavors of ice cream. How does he know I like Asian food?
And how much food does he think I eat?
I grabbed one of the chicken wings eagerly with my fingers, ignoring the plastic cutlery, and nearly brought it to my mouth when I froze.
The mental block I had placed in my head to stop me from thinking about what I have done crumbled and a barrage of emotions and panicky thoughts slammed into me painfully.
My hunger vanished. I flung the chicken in my hand away and Chase lunged for it.
I cheated.
I cheated on Neil.
Right there in our bedroom. On our bed.
I was fucked by another man. And I enjoyed it.
Despair. Horror. Fear. Anger. It all blended into one extreme emotion that erupted in me and I shot out of the chair, the force sending it back with a scrape.
My fists clenched. What have I done?
Tears of panic threatened to spill and I turned to run towards the stairs but I paused for a moment. Then turned. The sweet sight of the food Adonis ordered made my chest constrict and I hated myself for it.
So I swiped all the food off the table and it toppled into a mess at my feet.