Maddest obsession || book 1

•Chapter 13•

Amara loved having control. Never once in her life had she allowed herself to lose control. Over herself, the situations as well as people. But most importantly she loved having control during sex. The intimacy, the vulnerability, the undying trust never settled with her. Even though because of that most of the times she was left unsatisfied with her sexual desires but she can't afford to lose that control. But last night she did lose that control and let lose.

As she laid in bed all alone, naked and very much in pain, while sun was high in the sky and people were already molded into their days, she thought about her last night. For a moment she didn't believe what happened last night. She refused to accept that last night squirming, screaming, moaning, uncontrolling mess of cums and bones and limbs was her. She lost her control in front of Nate. First over her thoughts about him and then her desires in front of him. She let him have control and he enjoyed that control.

Annoyed at herself she got up into sitting position rubbing her hands over her face in pure annoyance. She threw her legs over the bed and stood up but fell back on bed as her legs didn't have enough energy and every fiber of her body hurt specially her vagina.

She groaned as she stood up and her legs once again were about to give up but she held herself up. Walking or rather limping towards bathroom. She settled on toilet seat and did her business before washing her hands and coming back to bedroom.

She had planned to take a warm bath but situation of room stopped her for time being. The sheets were practically ripped apart and pillows were everywhere as well as condoms. Even though she had a cleaning lady coming over she didn't want her to find her room like that. That red head bitch doesn't deserve that satisfaction; she knows Amara Sullivan up close.

So limping around the room she threw bedsheets in laundry and put on new one, placed the pillows neatly on bed, turned the lamp back into standing position, threw away many used condoms and threw them away before walking to prepare a warm or rather hot bath for herself.

When it was filled she put some bath bombs in the water. Turning on the music on her radio in the bathroom she got into the water. She groaned loudly as water burned her calves but it was nothing compared to the burn she had when she sat down and her hips as well as everything between the legs felt.

She felt thoroughly used and she loved it. Nathanial Sinclair knew how to fuck and it was the best discovery she had ever made.

She laid on her stomach resting her head over the bath wall she closed her eyes and waited for her body to lose and the pains and burns to go away. Her stiff limbs relaxed in warm water but she had to prepare a new bath and this one turned cold and her ass was still aching. Once again she laid in the same position and closed her eyes listening to music. Until her phone began ringing.

Dylan.

It was a video call. But she picked the call nonetheless and his smiling face came into view.

"Amara sorry to disturb your bath-" he said looking at her sitting in bathtub "but I need to talk to you. Why the hell you didn't tell me you are starting with a long time project with Maroon"

"It happened so fast that I didn't have time to think about it. I just signed the deal so I never got the chance to tell anyone"

"It had been more than twenty four hours. Your contract has been- wait are those hickeys around your neck" he was instantly distracted by the bruises on her neck. "you were fucking your boyfriend" he exclaimed making her wince.

"I don't have a boyfriend" she cleared but Dylan wasn't listening to her.

"So who was it"

"A quick fuck" she pressed two fingers over her clit and winced out in pain. Dylan laughed out loud.