I bucked my hips on him. His head buried in my chest, I grabbed a handful of his golden hair and pushed him back into bed. My hips never stopped moving as a leaned in for his kisses.
His hands grabbed my ass cheeks he planted me firmly on him. His cock was deep inside of me. His full length filling me up. I couldn't get enough of him. He slapped my ass and flipped me on my back. Pinning my leg upward, I was fully open for him to take. His smile intoxicated me as he rubbed my clit with his free hand. My breasts jiggled aggressively with each plunge.
I grabbed onto the sheets as my toes curled in pleasure. I felt all of him empty inside of me. I felt warm and used by him. I loved every second of it. So did he. He let go of my leg and leaned in to kiss me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, I wanted him closer. To feel me. See me. For who I was as much as I saw him.
I could feel his lips curled into a smile after our kiss. I was ready for more when he pulled back. Laying on his back next to me, his chest rising rhythmically as he caught his breath.
I laughed to myself after the ecstasy I had just experienced. He turned his head to me with a smile across his face.
"You're amazing," he whispered kissing the top of my head "Undeniably amazing,"
I giggled like a childish fool, "You aren't so bad yourself," I pulled him closer to me. Leaned on his chest till I fell sound asleep.
I woke up to light knocking. "What the fuck," I pushed away the pillows. Had I fucked my pillows last night? Was I insane?? Did I imagine Jake in my bed?
The knocking continued, "Come in," I said hesitantly. Hoping that it would be Jake walking in with breakfast.
Derek walked in, "Hey," he said, "I wanted to apologize. I acted like an entitled dick". He lowered his head as he sat at the end of the bed. I was relieved to hear him say it.
"No need to apologize," I paused, "I should have told you the second I saw it was him whom I was interviewing,"
"So how was the gala last night? I heard you come in pretty late,"
"You heard me??" I leaned closer, "Was I alone? Did I have someone with me?"
He laughed, "I wouldn't know. I didn't come out to see it. Only heard the door open,"
I started looking around my room for a sign that someone had been there last night. He looked at me as if I was insane.
"What's going on?" he asked carefully, studying me.
I sighed, "I thought I slept with Jake last night,"
His eyebrow raised, "You think? Or do you know? ---there is a difference"
"I—I don't know anymore. I remember drinking and watching your cousin give his speech. Then I had a couple more drinks and danced with Jake,"
"Then what happened?"
"I remember sleeping with him,"
He shot up, "On this bed?? Gross, you let me sit on the sheets you got down and dirty"
I pushed him back to sit, "Shut up. I don't even know if it happened anymore. Look around does it look like anyone was here?? I woke up hugging my pillows,"
I kicked the dress I had worn last night. Looking for a sign.
"Maybe check your restroom," he pointed. He looked over to the bathroom sink and shower. "Doesn't seem used," he said.
I sat on the bed, "Did I dream it?"
"I don't see any sign anyone else was here," he squinted, "Could it be it was—a fantasy?"
I ran my hands through my hair, "It felt so real,"
He sat next to me, "Maybe you have been under a lot of stress? Perhaps you 'fancy' him? he joked.
I can't even confront Jake without coming off like a lunatic if I didn't sleep with him. "I will let it play itself out," I said, "If we slept together, he might bring it up himself. If we didn't? Well, it's probably better I don't make a fool of myself,"
He was about to speak when she interrupted, "Derek? Babe, where is the organic soy milk??"
I recognized that horrendous sound, Katrina. Why was this quack in my kitchen, eating my food ---
She pointed Derek to the kitchen and planted a sloppy excuse of a kiss on him.
My fists tighten. My food? Fine, she can eat it. I should be more charitable to the homeless and desperate. Derek? Well, now that just won't do.
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RomanceI have never felt more shame than when I sat naked in my boss's office as his wife wept. From this day on, I will make any man who has ever engaged in adultery pay. Pay for the shame they bring to us 'mistresses', for the heart break, and for all t...