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“Oh, my God!” I scream as I come, my whole world swirling and dizzying.
Immediately, he pulls back to put a condom on, then lines up his cock at my entrance. I happily slide down onto it. I cry out in relief. I need this so bad.
He whimpers as I slide up and down along his length, my shoes still on as I push them into the bed for purchase.
His strong hands grip my hips and squeeze almost painfully as he thrusts up into me. I imagine it’s Eric under me, fucking me hard and fast as I ride this random guy’s cock. I arch my head back and tweak my nipples between my fingers, chasing that second orgasm. My toys at home hold no candle to the way this guy’s dick fills me up. He fucks like Eric, but as I run my hands over his shoulders and biceps, I feel that he’s smaller than Eric in the chest and arms, and his stomach is a little softer too. I moan as he hits the right spot, and warmth swirls in my stomach as I feel another climax building.
“Come on my cock,” he murmurs in that low, growly voice I can tell he’s faking. “Squeeze that cunt around me, baby.” His breaths pick up along with mine.
His dirty talk spurs me on. I ride him hard, sweat dripping down my brow as I ride like I’ve never ridden before. His dick jerks a few times as his fingers squeeze my nipples, and I cry out as another orgasm crashes over me.
“Oh, my God, I’m coming!” I scream loud as my release crests over me, not caring who hears because this is the place for it. The guy squeezes my nipples with his rough fingers as they peak hard with my orgasm.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans, thrusting up once as he comes, squeezing my hips so hard I’m sure my hipbones will be bruised tomorrow. But I don’t care. That was such an intense climax, I can’t wipe the smile from my face, even if I did picture it was Eric under me the whole time.
I collapse onto the bed, panting.
He does the same, his breaths coming out hard.
Realizing I just fucked someone I didn’t even know—someone who isn’t Eric, I slide my dress down, scramble off the bed, and bolt out of the room without a word.
What did I do?
I wipe my hands across my lips, not sure why because I hadn’t even kissed the guy, and try to walk with as much dignity as I can, my head held high, as I stroll through the room. Once I’m out of the warehouse and into the parking lot, I fish my key from my dress, quickly disarm my little BMW, and slide inside. I can’t seem to catch my breath, my vagina and hips aching as the reality of what I did comes rushing back to me.
I just fucked some guy. Some random I don’t even know.
And all I could do was think about Eric the whole time. How is that fair to him... to Eric... and to me?
I try to remind myself that Eric doesn’t want me and that we’re not together. That he had his chance, and that he’s home now and never bothered to contact me. That Taryn told me Carter confessed to him what had been going on with me and hestilldidn’t bother to get in touch. That I deserved this tonight and needed it. Sex deprivation sucks and I’d put up with enough.
I blow out a breath and drive home, feeling like shit and missing Eric more than ever. To have imagined him being the one I had sex with tonight—the one I took out all my aggressions and frustrations out on—did that make it okay?
I’m not sure.
I slam my hand against the steering wheel and drive faster, taking out my anger on the car now, wondering why I should be feeling guilty for this when Eric proved for the last six-plus months that he didn’t want me. That he was fine the way he was, wallowing in his own misery and not letting me or anyone else help him.
I speed faster toward my house and tears blur my eyes.
What have I done?
