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A dull ache throbbed between my legs as a wave of pain and discomfort pulled me out of my sleep.
My eyes open in a slow motion, the surroundings greet me in a blurry vision. A handful of tears from last night spill out of my eyes.
I find myself in my bed, and as I try to get up, my body declines immediately as it stings with pain.
Memories of last night comes flashing in front of my eyes. The pain brings a flood of memories. Uninvited Memories.
As I lay there, trying to breath amidst the soreness and the pain, flashes of last night fills my mind.
His hands over my naked body, rough and hard, igniting sensations that made my body betray my ethics.
I hate myself right now. Why didn't I stop him? Why did I let him do that to me?
I remembered the way his lips had traveled down my neck, hot and breathless, sending shivers through me. His touch was demanding, as if he couldn't get enough, and neither could I.
We both were blinded by the hunger and thirst of the desires, thinking nothing beyond that.
I still remember the hot feelings his fingers brought to me as he slid them inside me again and again, making me arch into him with a desperation I hadn't recognized in myself.
The way he touched me, possessive yet intimate, had unlocked something in me that I couldn't control. My body had responded to him instinctively, moving with him, against him, driven by a need I couldn't resist.
His hands explored every inch of me, I saw how his length was tightening and thickening as his desire for me grew.
My pulse had raced with every touch, every breath, my heart pounding in sync with his. And when his fingers had slid lower, teasing, testing, I'd gasped, losing myself entirely to the moment.
The feeling of him inside me had been intense, the pleasure almost unbearable as I clung to him, needing more, wanting more. Every thrust, every gasp, had blurred together until I didn't know where I ended and he began.
And now, as I lay there with the ache in my body, I practically see my worlds colliding, destroying my entire life, giving me more ache than any physical pain could ever.
My work life is never going to be the same.
I had been at the peak of my career, leading the Quantum Leap project at Raizada Enterprises. I was thriving, fully focused on my work, and proud of what I was achieving. The thrill of being the project head, overseeing such an innovative initiative, had given my life purpose.
But now, everything felt like it was unraveling. I had let one reckless night cloud my judgment, and the consequences loomed over me like a dark cloud. My relationship with my boss was forever altered. I sacrificed my dignity for a moment of weakness, and now I feared that my hard work would be overshadowed by a single mistake.