I start my car and instantly speed away. I need to get far away from this damn place; from her. How dare she?
She's said some horrible things to me before, but this? This takes the cake. All for what? For some girl she wants to have sex with? I bet they are going down in each other right now. I bet Priya has her hands all over—stop thinking, just drive.
***
Thanks to the anger that's been coursing through my veins, I've reached my destination in record time.
I park erratically, frustration clouding my judgment as I hop out of my car. I'm going to be so disappointed at myself in the morning for treating my car this way.
I walk up to the tacky, modernised mansion and put the code for the gate. Once I'm in, I stalk up towards the door and knock. It doesn't even take two minutes before the door swings open and Adonis flashes a cheeky smile at me.
I don't greet him with words, I just pull him into a bruising kiss. It's hard, rough, it makes my stomach convulse in a bad way, but I carry on. His hands make their way around my waist and we break apart from the kiss.
My hands go toward his belt. “Is this okay?”
“Fuck yeah,” he assures me, smiling. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I say, before unbuckling his belt and pulling both his trousers and boxers down.
I need this. I need to get her out of my mind.
He steps out of his pants and kisses me again, picking me up so my legs are wrapped around his waist. I ignore how out of place his hands feel and how sloppy his kissing technique is. He carries me to his sofa and falls on top of me, but he's careful not to crush me with his weight.
I quickly remove my own pants, leaving me bare and ready. I'm so frustrated and furious. All I can think about is that girl’s hands on Adaline's body. It's driving me insane; I need him to bang the irritation out of me.
He goes into his pocket and pulls out a condom, rolling it on himself. He positions himself near my entrance, looking at me for assurance and I nod at him. He slowly enters me and I close my eyes.
He rocks back and forth inside me, my hands moving toward his back as I run my nails up and down his morbidly muscular back.
With my eyes closed, I can smell the scent of lavender and smoke. I can feel how hot I am. With my eyes closed, I can't think of anything but her.
What am I doing?Oh God. I can't control my mind. She's on top of me, whispering sweet nothings inside my ear as I move my hands and grip her hair.
“Harder,” I say to Adonis, but really, I'm saying it to her.
I can't deny myself the pleasure of this, no matter how wrong it is to think of her. Sex has never felt so good before. Why does it feel so good?
I can't open my eyes because it will stop feeling like this. I try my best to drown out his noises and go back to picturing her. I'm only thinking of her because I'm angry. it's anger that turns me on, not her.
I grind myself up moving my hips to get more friction as I think of her; how loud she would be. I can hear her moaning. I bet she's a screamer. I bet the whole street would be able to hear her moaning.
“More!” I beg as he pistons his hips further into mine, he's clearly shocked by my enthusiasm. I'm never this vocal during sex.
“You like that?” he grunts and I drown his voice out pretending that a different voice asked me the same question.
“Yes!” I moan loudly.
God, she feels so wet. She's so wet for me as I tug on her hair and she thrusts deeper inside me. Her gorgeous green eyes staring down at me. Her body is inside mine, our pleasure intertwining within my mind.
The heat is scorching me; my hips are aching from the rough way I'm thrusting them upwards. She’s so tantalising. Her gorgeous green eyes glaring down at me as she thrusts inside me, my nails digging into her back.
I've never felt like this before during sex. It's unimaginable. I can feel heat pooling inside of my mind as I imagine her riding me. I'm so close. I'm right on the edge.Yes, baby. Please, Adaline, make me cum—
I'm snapped out of my thoughts when a pair of lips attach themselves to mine, inadvertently making my eyes blink open. My fantasy is disrupted when I see his eyes.
My pleasure crashes down, unable to come to the surface. I was so close. I just want to rip every last hair follicle out of my head right now.
Damn my life!
