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PREVIOUSLY "RAVISH"
Everyone has a secret. Adam Williams had it all. But there's one thing about him everyone knew nothing about. It was his weak mental health. In order to be free from his sexually-driven alter ego, Chase, he was left with no c...
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NATALIA
Hours had gone by since John left but to this very moment, I still hadn't got a wink sleep, thoughts of Adam and Charlotte wrapped around each other in his bed, kept me awake. I tossed and turned, even ran my fingers through my now messy hair in frustration. It's now past 2 in the morning and my mind was still alive and a throbbing spasm on my temples agonized me even more.
I lay there for about half an hour more before deciding to change into a white swimsuit and robe and went to the top floor where a long rectangular led pool was situated. Thank God it was deserted.
I glanced about and once I made sure no one was around, I discarded my robe, and walked to the edge of the pool and dived, the water splashed, and I swam deeper to the other side of the pool, before emerging from the depths, clutching the edge as I rose only to jump with a start when a pair of leather shoes showed up, the owner no other than Adam.
He stared down at me, his expression impassive, as his eyes rested on my Serene-like form submerged in the water. He looked unusually disheveled; his coat gone, his shirt unbuttoned halfway to reveal his tan chest, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows presenting a sight of his muscular arms, his tie loosened, and his hair unruly. Maybe he just finished having sex. I though bitterly.
"I'm surprised your boyfriend isn't around while you flaunt your body shamelessly." He commented.
"If you're referring to John, he's sleeping."
"Tired after a wild sex I guess?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He crouched, his elbows resting on his knees. "Oh, you know too well what I'm talking about. Tell me, do you scream his name too? Ask him to fuck you harder?"
"You're disgusting!" I spat and swam away to the other side, enraged at his remarks. When I emerged, I heard the water splash and when I turned, he had swum toward me in solid and swift stokes and rose in just a matter of seconds, the water dripping from his hair down his eyes and face.
He ran a hand over his hair keeping them away from his eyes, before trapping me against the corner of the pool, he peeled his shirt off, followed by his tie, baring himself in front of me.
"What are you doing?"
"I won't do anything that you wouldn't like. In fact, I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it." He stated before moving closer, backing me against the hard concrete of the poolside.
I pressed my palms against his chest keeping him at arms-length.
"Stop—"
He jerked me around, my back facing him before he pressed his groin against my ass, holding my hips in place. I clutched the edge of the pool, biting my lip to stifle a moan as he rubbed himself against me in a circular motion.
