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He dug his fingers into my flesh, keeping me close, pressed against the wall. He thrusted forward, into me, sliding in effortlessly. His cock filled me to the brim in one go, as pleasure surged through every part of my being. He started to rock back and forth slowly at first, only building up the tempo, with our foreheads pressed together.
“Fuck, you feel so good…” He murmured against my lips, and his deep voice did something to me.
“I love how you fuck me…” I responded, and at first, it felt like it wasn’t me at all, like it wasn’t my voice. But it was. And I did love what he was doing to me, how he was fucking me. I loved everything about it. I never wanted it to end.
My legs were in the air, shaking, as he kept pounding into me, my mouth perpetually open, only to feel the licks of his own tongue graze them, leaving them wet and swollen. The friction of his belly against my pussy, the wet slapping of his balls every time he lunged deeply into me made my mind oblivious to anything else around us.
He kept fucking me through another orgasm, as my hands clutched at his shoulders, as I bit my lower lip, still trying to keep as quiet as possible. But all I could feel was this enormous pleasure, when he pulled out there was sticky cream sliding down my thigh.
We were both breathing heavily, our hands still on each other, refusing to let go. I thought he would quickly pull away from me, like the last time, but he didn’t. Instead, he pressed his lips against mine, kissing me softly, tenderly, unlike before. I didn’t know what to make of it.
As the intensity of the kiss still lingered in the air around us, I felt a rush of certainty. In that stolen moment, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that my heart belonged to him. Ihad no idea if he shared this sentiment, but I knew that I had to tell him. I wanted to reveal everything, including the truth about Luke and that we weren’t in love, that it was an arranged marriage which I didn’t want to go through with anymore.
“Adrian, I—” I started, but he didn’t let me finish.
He shook his head, urging me to be quiet. “We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
His jaw tightened as he turned around and walked down the darkened hallway, disappearing in it. I was alone. I rushed after him. The door to his room was open. I could see his shadow moving, but I dared not follow him in.
Tomorrow, he said.
Chapter Twenty
Adrian
You are a fucking moron.
Even worse than that.
A fucking moron who makes the same mistake twice!
But scolding myself didn’t do much. In fact, it didn’t do anything, because the memory of Lilith’s pussy on my lips still lingered in my mind, and I doubted that it would leave me any time soon. It was as if every fiber in my being consciously refused to allow me to forget this.
Not only that, but I felt like the more I tried to keep my distance from her, the more fate worked on putting us together in situations where we couldn’t control ourselves, just like we couldn’t do it last night.
Those were the thoughts swarming inside my mind as I stood in front of the door to her room. It was closed. My hand was raised, poised to knock, but I hesitated. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way. Maybe never.
Every fiber of my being ached, torn between the overwhelming desire to hold her close and the conviction that pushing her away was the only way to protect her. It was an agonizing decision that cut deep into my soul, but I knew deep down it was the right one.
The moments we had shared were filled with an intensity I had never experienced before. With every stolen glance, every gentle touch, our connection grew stronger, and so did the depth of my love for her. But love alone wasn’t enough to ensure her safety, not in the treacherous world we found ourselves in.
Deciding not to think about it any longer, but just to act on reason, I knocked. A few moments passed, until the door finallypushed open, and Lilith’s radiant face greeted me. Unlike me, she didn’t seem like she had a problem sleeping last night.
“May I come in?” I asked.
“Of course,” she smiled, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she did so.
I entered and she closed the door behind me. I inhaled deeply, wanting to become a different version of myself, a version that did not care about her at all. I wanted to be as I usually was, distant and aloof. I tried to exemplify a coldness that I didn’t feel, and it was the most difficult thing to do. Of course, it was just an act, a façade I had to wear in order to shield her from the storm of emotions that was brewing inside of me.
“Lilith, we need to talk,” I said curtly, and the moment I spoke those words, the smile on her face was gone.
“It’s about last night,” she said instead of me. “It was a mistake, right?”
“Yes,” I nodded, raking my fingers through my hair. “I mean, how could it be anything other than that?”
Confusion flickered across her face. I hated myself for doing this. I kept telling her that what we were doing was a mistake, and yet it was a mistake we kept repeating.
“You can’t deny that there is something between us,” she told me much more calmly than I expected her to be. I was expecting her to react like any other woman would, but that wasn’t her.
