Date and sex

Helen’s POV

I gazed at my reflection in the mirror with a wide grin mauling my lips as I thought about yesterday.

Fernando and I had fucked throughout the evening till dawn.

In one instance, he had even held me up against the wall with my limbs tucked into a door strap while he pounded my pussy hard and heavy.

Gosh, just thinking about it almost had me frothing lustfully at the mouth.

I wanted a rerun of last night's wild sexcapades.

The dick was so good that I temporarily forgot all about Lucy and Lucas.

It was only when I came back to my place this morning and stepped into the bathroom that the horrifying images of them fucking had slipped into my mind.

The blazing hatred that I felt toward Lucy had dimmed to a dull ache in my chest, and as for Lucas, I still felt nothing toward him.

I had also blocked Lucy's number after waking up to two hundred missed calls from her.

Her negativity and betrayal wasn't needed in my life.

"Okay, let's stop thinking about them," I muttered to myself