Chapter 34
Melissa
“It’s not over until I say it is.”
I don’t know how to feel but fuck, feeling very close to climaxing and then being denied an orgasm was not how I expected this to go.
I bit my lower lip trying to contain the moans in my throat.
My hands found a grip on his shoulders, and I could feel the powerful muscles playing under his skin.
With my thighs spread wide, the tip of his cock pressed against my sex. The smooth head slides between my folds and rubbed against my clit, intensifying my arousal.
I moaned, my head arching back, and he slowly entered me, penetrating me inch by slow inch. With the toy in my ass, he feels even bigger than usual, and I gasp as he goes deeper, filling me with his thickness.
It feels good, so unbelievably good, and I moan again, tightening my inner muscles around his shaft. He groans, closing his eyes, and I do it again, wanting more of the sensation.
He opens his eyes and gapes at me, his face taut with lust and his eyes glittering. I hold his gaze, fascinated by the fierce need I see there. He’s as much in my thrall right now as I am in his, and the realization adds to my desire, further heating my core.
He began to rock back and forth, causing his shaft to move within me ever so slightly, sending waves of heat throughout my body.
He swallowed the sound, his mouth now consuming mine with unrestrained hunger. His hand slides into my hair, holding it tightly as he devours me with his kiss, his hips rocking harder, adding to the pressure building within my core.
His other hand moved down my body, and then he pinched my nipples so hard.
My orgasm was so strong, I couldn’t even make a sound. For a few blissful seconds, I was completely crushed by pleasure, by ecstasy so passionate that it was almost agonizing.
My body shuddered and insulated on top of Marcus, and my movements triggered his own release. His cum spilling on nowhere but my tummy. Fuck, what a sight to behold.
I woke up with a pounding headache and queasy stomach. It was dark, and I couldn’t see a thing but when my hands reached my eyes, I figured there was something- clothe or is it a mask?
I quickly removed it and sighed in relief when I saw it was a sleeping mask.
I was lying on something comfortable. A bed with a good mattress, most likely. I was covered by a blanket, but I couldn’t feel any clothes on my body, just the softness of cotton sheets against my skin.
I touched myself and confirmed that I was right: completely naked.
For a second, I couldn’t remember what happened but when my brain makes me remember Marcus, I think of him fucking me and how he was drunk.
Shit, I took advantage of him.
He was drunk and needed help but all I did was fuck him to fulfill my fantasies. I suddenly felt different but the emotion was
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replaced with some other type of feeling when I realized I wasn’t in my house.
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I turned around immediately and grabbed the T–shirt on the bed. Luckily, it was big enough to cover me so I didn’t have to start looking for a short.
“You are awake.”
I flinched. Holy fucking hell. How did I get here?
He stood in the doorway like a dark angel. His hair curls a little around his face, softening the hard perfection of his features.
His eyes are trained on my face, and his lips are curved in a slight smile. “Miss Kane,” he said so casually.
Marcus was the one drunk and he’s the one supposed to be having a hangover but I got carried to a whole different place and I can’t even remember shit.
“Did you drug me?”
“Excuse you?” Marcus asked, his voice void of anger but still surprised at my choice of question.
“I’m sorry, I just-” I looked at him and I noticed it- a dick print in his sweat pant.
Holy fuck, this can’t be happening.
I shut my eyes hoping to get a moment to have my thoughts organized, but Marcus wasn’t having it.
“I don’t know what you’re on but get acquainted with the place while I go out to the gym.”
He walked toward the door and then paused. “Lastly, I did not drug you. Do you really not remember coming home with me?”
Home? With you?
I paused. He could obviously see it from my face so he gave a nod.
“What do you remember, Miss Kane?”
No, please.
I remember everything – from calling me Kyra to kissing me and fucking me real hard. From letting me suck your thumb to sucking my pussy and- no, the list is endless and it’s going to mess with my head.
“You were drunk,” I blurted.
“That’s right.”
“And you’re supposed to be having a hangover. You don’t even look like you drank.”
“That’s because I didn’t take more than I can handle.”
“You drank five bottles.”
“Four-” he corrected so casually. “And they weren’t really very strong brands.”
I stare at him and I blurt, “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
I don’t know what came over me. I’m usually not the kind of person who resolves into their feelings and exposes them on the outside. I can’t even imagine all the things I said to a drunk man. I should know better, Marcus wouldn’t have done this if the tables were turned and I know this because the table has been turned before.
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“Miss Kane,” he repeated. “I’ll be back shortly.”
The moment he walked away, I fell to the neat mattress and pushed my face into my hands.
Wait here for Marcus to return? Then what next?
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I hated the guilt shooting down my spine already. I was supposed to feel some sort of satisfaction knowing I finally did it but this isn’t about me. This is about a man I deliberately took advantage of.
He called me Kyra and I responded like I was his Kyra…
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Marcus