Guilty Pleasure

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I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I didn't know who the woman was that was staring back at me. My lips were swollen and puffy. My mascara seeped down my cheeks. The only thing on my mind was Nicoló. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he bent me over his desk. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he spanked me. He was rough with me, and I liked it. I wanted it to go away but I knew that it wouldn't. I enjoyed the pleasure, but it wasn't supposed to happen. I felt dirty and unprofessional. How was I supposed to take myself serious as a lawyer when I just had sex with my client? Everything that I stood for was ruined because of one night of weakness. I didn't know what to do going forward. Should I still represent him? Should I drop the case and move on? Should I act as though nothing happened? I didn't know what to do and I was scared of all the outcomes. I knew that if I dropped the case, my employees would ask me why. How was I supposed to explain to them that I had sex with Nicoló? I couldn't... I wouldn't. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, and I told myself that nothing happened. I closed my eyes tight and forced myself to remember that. Nothing happened, I was losing my mind. I groaned in frustration when another image appeared in my head.

"Be gentle, please," I whispered as he came closer to me.

"Gentle isn't my thing," he growled.

He spread my legs ready to welcome himself inside my core. He started to enter me slowly, trying a few times before becoming successful. I suppressed my cry of pain and pulled him closer to me. I could feel him spreading me open with his thickness and length as I took every single inch of him. He shoved himself further and my back arched.

How was I supposed to act as though nothing happened, when I couldn't get him out of my mind? I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself to calm down. Freaking out about it wouldn't change anything. What was done was done and I had to deal with it. I got myself into the situation and I needed to get myself out. It was one night of pleasure, that's it. I would never allow it to happen again. One thing that I was happy about was the fact that I knew that Nicoló wouldn't say anything to anyone. Work has been getting very stressful and I needed a release. It's a part of life and I needed to understand that. Sex wasn't a bad thing and I needed to stop beating myself up for it. All that I knew was that I would not let it happen again. I turned around and started my bathwater. The sooner that I got his scent off of me, the better off I would be. I would be one step closer to forgetting this night ever happened.