“Do it,” he commands as he hungrily slams inside of me, hitting me just right that I fall into a suspended reality.
My * pulses in waves of pleasure around his cock as I lose my breath in release.
“Fuck, yeah,” he growls as he shoots his hot cum inside of me, claiming me as his. He drops his head to my chest as he begins to slow but still pumping small thrusts inside of me.
I let my head fall back against the wall, and when he looks up at me, his request is clear when he says, “Give it to me,” and I slip my fingers back into his mouth so he can taste my arousal.
When he lowers me back down, holding on to me as I steady myself on my feet, his cum slowly seeps out of me, wetting my panties as I slip them back in place. We don’t speak as we rush to pull ourselves together. I check myself in the mirror, swipe my fingers under my eyes, and then run them through my hair in an attempt to smooth it down. When Declan has his pants back on, he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses me tenderly under my ear, moving his lips along the delicate skin, telling me, “I love you. So fucking much.”
My heart is racing, not just from the abrupt sex, but also from the fear of knowing Bennett is in the other room. I turn in his arms, slightly out of breath, and soothe him the best that I can before I walk out of here and return to my husband.
“I love you too. If I had my way, I’d hide away with you in here forever.”
He presses his lips into my neck, and then unlocks the door. “You go ahead. Give me a few minutes.”
I run my hand along his jaw, taking in the feel of his whiskers and giving him a soft smile before leaving.
“There you are. I was about to come looking for you,” Bennett says when I walk back to where I had left him.
I walk over to where he sits on the couch and take a seat next to him. “I’m sorry. Just needed a moment.”
“Everything okay?”
“Yes,” I say, and then turn to Cal, who’s sitting with Camilla on the adjacent couch. “I apologize for my uncouth outburst. I don’t know what came over me.”
“No need to apologize. You have a spicy bite to you, nothing wrong with that,” he says and then nods to Camilla, adding, “You should hear this one when she gets a fire under her ass.”
“Calum!” she squeals, slapping his knee as he starts to laugh.
Bennett and I join the amusement in their exchange when Declan walks in. He quickly glances my way, scowling when he sees Bennett’s arm wrapped around me as I’m cuddled up next to him.
“There you are, son. Where the hell have you been?” Cal questions in annoyance.
“Had to take a call,” he answers. “I hate to do this, but I’m going to have to call it a night here. Father, it was good seeing you,” he says as he walks over to say his goodbyes to Cal and Camilla before turning in my direction. Bennett stands to shake Declan’s hand, totally unaware that he was just inside of me. I stand, nervously, next to Bennett, and when the two are finished saying their quick and stale goodbye, Declan takes my hand in his, bringing it up to his lips for a chaste kiss.
“Nina, always a pleasure.”
“Likewise,” I respond as casually as I can, and when he drops my hand, I watch as he turns to leave.
The rest of the evening passes by easily, but I can’t help but wonder about Declan. I shouldn’t be wasting my time worrying about how he’s feeling, but I can’t shake it off. After we leave and get back to the hotel, I pull out my phone and open up the text app that he had installed on my phone while Bennett showers.
Where are you?
His response comes quick.
Out.
His clipped text agitates me, but at the same time hurts me to know I’ve upset him.
I’m so sorry about tonight.
It was my mistake for being there.
I stare at the screen, not sure what I should type next, but it soon vibrates with another message from him.
Are you okay?
No. I miss you.
I miss you too, darling.
When I hear the water to the shower turn off, I quickly type out my next text.
I have to go. I love you though. I need you to know that.
I do know. I love you too.
I shut off my phone after I read his last text and slip it back inside of my purse. When Bennett comes to bed, his hands are all over me. And even though I was just with Declan, I don’t deny Bennett. So as we have sex, I numb myself to him. I act out the motions as I always do, but inside, I turn every part of me off. The only thought I allow to float through my head is one that brings me a dark sense of satisfaction, knowing that this man I hate so much has his dick covered in another man’s cum as he fucks me.
“NOT MY FACE this time.”
“Why?”
“Because Bennett will be back in a week. I can’t have any leftover bruises that are on my face,” I tell Pike.
“Okay, yeah. Your back then?”
With a nod, I nervously agree.