She is Not Who You Thought She Was

Chapter 79/Against the Mattress

Trigger Warning: Sexual Content 18+

"Shh baby." Frostee whispered as he closed his bedroom door behind him.

"I was only asking if your mom was home..." I said confused.

Personally, I would rather not be here when Mabel is home. No one knows I know the truth, well besides Rock, but I do and that's enough for me to not want to be around an adulterer.

Frostee didn't answer me but walked towards me I kept on stepping back every single time he got close the heel of my foot hit the back of his bed frame and I fell back onto his bed. Frostee leaned over me one hand above me and the other grabbing my left hand interlacing the fingers and holding it against the mattress.

"Frostee." I breathed. His once-green eyes were now a dark forest of pine trees and he stared down at me with lust. Frostee had clicked the light on when we entered. However, the light contrasted with his dark furniture, black bedding, and the look in his eyes, it became erotically dim.

"I want to do to you what I wanted in that classroom back at your school last week." Frostee whispered in my ear, my eyes widened, and my body stiffened. "When we were alone." He pulled away our eyes connected again. "No baby, my mom is not home." My cheeks flushed and I tilted my head up so he would kiss me already.

Frostee smashed his lips onto mine kissing me rough, aggressive, and fast. It was unlike any other kiss I have had. Every kiss with Frostee feels great, but this one...it almost feels...forced? I ignored my inner thoughts and kept following his lips. He tasted like lemon and mint. His hands moved down to my hips. Without disconnecting from my lips Frostee lifted me and moved me back onto his bed. We disconnected for a moment and I huffed out air trying to catch my breath. I moaned out as Frostee left kisses down my neck.

I wonder how far Frostee wants to go? All the way? Once again I pushed strong thoughts out of my head so I could focus on Frostee's damp lips. Due to the rapid movements, my shirt slid up and one of Frostee's hands touched my bare stomach sending pulses through me. He kissed my lips again and I kissed him back harder this time wanting dominance. His hand moved up farther past my rib cage and touched the fabric of my bra. I heard Frostee breathe out loudly as he took his lips off me. This is about as far as I have gone with anyone a heavy makeout session, some ass-grabbing, and some touching on my cleavage.

"My puppy is very mischievous." I teased him.

"Fuck." He gasped.

I used my legs to flip him down on his back. This was all quite confident, but that is how I feel around Frostee. We share dominance.

He had one hand not on my breast but on the side body where you could find the fabric of my bra. I know he urged to move his hand to feel my breast at least a little bit even if it was covered by my bra. I wasn't going to make it so easy on him. However, throughout our endless kisses, he did move his other hand in between my thighs coming close to my vag. They heated up with an unfamiliar hand coming so close. Even though he was touching me over my clothes I still tingled and it felt hard not to shiver. His fingers finally came to my center. My breath caught in my throat and he slowly slid his fingers back and forth over the fabric.

"Frost..ee." I moaned.

"Yeah.." He kissed my jawline and collarbone. "You smell so good." He breathed deeply into my neck. I had never gotten a compliment about my scent before and I never do much for it. Just keep up with hygiene, deodorant, and some body mist. "It's intoxicating." He groaned and slightly bit my neck. I yelped slightly and he moved his fingers a bit faster. My breathing was too loud and although we were alone I tried to keep it quiet.

"Frostee...how-" He slipped his fingers farther and touched the top of my cleavage.

"Oh red." He moaned.

"How far are we going?" I suddenly got turned off.

"Do you want to stop?" I stayed silent for a moment. It didn't sound like he wanted to stop.

"If-" Frostee removed all hands from my private areas and pulled back to see my face.

"If you aren't ready we can stop now." He told me.

"I don't want to disappoint y-"

"Baby, this was more than enough." He raised his eyebrows gesturing to what had just happened. I smiled lightly relieved by his reaction. "You want to watch a movie?" He pulled my shirt down for me covering my stomach.

"Y-yeah sounds good."

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Frostee and I ended up watching an action comedy movie. We cuddled and kissed throughout the movie. Since he didn't have tv in his room we went downstairs into the living room. After the movie ended Frostee walked me out to my car and we said goodbye with a handful of kisses. Frostee begged me to stay longer like the little puppy he is but finally let me go.

Mabel was still gone when I left. I couldn't help but be curious where she was at. Homewrecking another marriage? I know I shouldn't judge my boyfriend's mother, but...it's hard to pretend when my mom could be doing the same thing. Rock seems to know a lot more than me or is he just assuming the worst? It's no secret that he doesn't have a good relationship with his father. The first time I noticed their complicated relationship was at the dinner party when I found out Rock Chase is also Rockwell Chase. Another encounter was when all three of us were alone in the hallway. He spoke to his son like one of his employees, not his child. Has there relationship always been like this or did it start after he discovered the affair?

I parked and stuffed my hands into my leather jacket. I felt crumbled paper and pulled it out. It was the hundreds my mother gave me this morning. The ones I was suppose to use on a new phone. I took a look at the new phone Rock bought me. I should pay him back. After locking my car I made my way across the street and rang the doorbell.

It was about seven-thirty and I assumed they would be done with dinner, but not in bed yet.

Mr. Yves opened the door although he had a coat and hat on.

"Oh Mademoiselle Buzzby. I was just leaving...I didn't know you were making a visit this evening." He spoke politely like always.

"Niether did I. I wanted to speak to Rock. Is he home?" I asked.

"Mr. Chase has retired to his room, but I'm sure he'd be delighted to see you. He always is." He smirked at me.

I smiled awkwardly with a chuckle not sure what he was implying.

Bonsfli stepped aside to let me inside.

"I will take my leave now." Mr. Yves gave a small bow of the head. "Bonne nuit."

"Bonsoir." I replied as he closed the door behind him.

The house was quieter than a library and I almost felt like I was causing an intrusion.

I made my usual route to Rock's room, but slowed down when I heard Brandon's voice coming from his study.

"I told you that I can't do any more for a while...It is going to cause suspicion. If you want me to stay in this position you will have to lay low for a little bit."

What the hell?

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