RENEE
"I still can't believe you slept with Robert, Renee." Nicole snickered for the umpteenth time this evening, her snide remarks echoing off every wall and corner of the room.
"Please, Nicole. Don't start."
"Oh, Renee..." She purred before continuing. "You went to his office to confront him about the restaurant, but he ended up fucking you. Way to go, Mr. Robert. I love me some a dirty-minded man."
"Nicole, don't gloat about this. And don't remind me of that silly mistake again." I groaned, burying my face in my hands.
"Mistake?"
"Yes. It was a mistake. Something that happened out of the blue and..."
"And then what? Come on, girl. I know you wanted it."
"How so? Why would you say that?" I shot back defensively, raising my head to face her fully.
"Because that look of undiluted sexual satisfaction is written all over you, bitch. I must say, you're glowing differently tonight. Not just tonight, but ever since I got home from work and you told me about your hot angry sex with your Sugar Daddy." Nicole smirked, and no matter how badly I wanted to call her bluff, I couldn't deny that she was right.
I was glowing.
The dusty moonlight streaming in through the window highlighted the light pink flush on my cheeks, and at the same time, my thighs ached in an unexpectedly pleasant way, with the sting of my earlier sexcapade with Robert not fading in the slightest.
I was acutely aware of how much I enjoyed the feel of Robert's fingers stroking my skin and how much I enjoyed having him inside of me.
Sighing, my shoulders slumping further as I closed my eyes to fight off the feeling of embarrassment brewing within me, I repeated stubbornly. "What happened today was a mistake."
"Whatever you say. I'm not going to tease you anymore. But, if it makes you feel any better, how many times did you orgasm?" Nicole winked, wiggling her brows suggestively, and I blushed even more, my cheeks heating up.
"Just cut it, Nicole. I'm saying nothing."
"Where did he even fuck you? On the office desk? Or the wall? The balcony? Overlooking all those skyscrapers and tall buildings?" Nicole laughed at her joke, and I gave her a dirty look.
"Mistake or not, what matters is that you enjoyed it, and I know if the opportunity presents itself again, you'll open your legs and let him have his way. That's how far gone you are with this man, Renee, no matter how hard you try to deny it."
"I won't. What happened today won't happen again."
"Really? What does this mean for your relationship, then? Are you guys back together or what?"
"What? No!" I exclaimed sharply.
"However, the photos I saw say otherwise."
"Which photos?"
"Paparazzi photos. You and Robert walking hand in hand as he guided you to his car. Your head was on his shoulders, and you both appeared to be having an intimate conversation."
Flipping through her phone, Nicole held it up for me, but I refused to look.
"Those pictures don't mean anything, Nicole. Robert and I aren't back together, and we never will be. In addition, I have not accepted the restaurant and..."
The shrill ring of Nicole's cell phone stopped me mid-sentence.
Excusing herself for a minute, she answered sharply, muttering one-word responses to whoever was on the other end, and hung up with a mischievous smirk on her lips after.
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Daddy's Little Pet | 18+
Romance'What am I to you? I want to hear you say it?' 'You are my Daddy?' I replied hoarsely, my whole body trembling slightly. 'And what are you to me?' He asked again, his throat bobbing up and down, a wicked glint in his eyes, while I replied lustfull...
