HEAVEN"Get in wife," The glass rolled down revealing my stupid fake husband's handsome face.I rolled my eyes and looked away, wrapping my hand around my chest.What was he doing here? I thought he had left.'Was that you really thought?' my inner conscience provided but I don't pay attention to it.Damien didn't want to give me a ride to work earlier, why was he doing this right now? Glancing at the car to fund out he was still there, I started walking towards the train station. I needed to get out of here.But my husband was more stubborn than me, he kept hooting as he drove beside me. At first, I tried to ignore him but when the sound became unbearable and we were already drawing attention to ourselves I was forced to stop. I was already annoyed now. He had been the one to leave without a word this morning, why was he pestering me now?"Heaven!" He looked so mad that he face was literally red.I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to speak but in a twinkle of an eye, he was alre
The blue of his eyes clashed with my brown ones as we were suddenly thrown into a starring competition.I couldn't help the shudder that passed through me as I stared into those blue eyes that looked like they were about to devour me. Our breaths were almost loud enough for everyone in the diner to hear. I could hear my heart beating in my ear, my chest heaving. I don't know if it was because of how close he was to me- he was so close that one more tiny movement from the both of us was going to make our lips collide or because his words were still playing in my head or I was probably scared of what was to come...Yes, that was it. It had nothing to do with anything else. The air was tensed initially but it became even more tense when I saw him bringing his hand to my lips. He rubbed my lower lip, causing it to move slightly to the side.My lips parted instinctively and I closed my eyes for a moment before opening my eyes slightly and stared at him with hooded eyes. I didn't say it
HEAVENThat was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to leave, I couldn't take anymore of his insults."Have a great day asshole," I walked out of his office before he could say anything. The stares and whispers were more worse than before. People openly pointed out me, making fun of me, it hurt.My heart was squeezing from the pain of everything, his words, the stares and whispers but I didn't let it show. There was no way I was going to allow anyone know how much everything was killing me. I held my head high as I walked through the hallway into the elevator- where I really wanted to curl into a corner and cry my eyes out- and even when I was walking out of the building.I took a taxi home and as soon I was home I went straight to my room. I stripped myself off my clothes and walked into the bathroom. I took a quick cold shower even though there was nothing I needed more than to soak in a warm bathtub but I knew that if I spent a long time in the bathroom I'd end up bawling my
I woke up the following morning with a sharp pain in my neck. I lifted my head from the pillow, turning my neck as I tried to sit up.My movements made me realize that I was in my room on the bed. How did I get here?I recalled designing on my tablet last night but I didn't know when I slept off.Did I sleepwalk here? I have never done that all my life so there was no way it was going to start now. There was only one other option I could think of right now even though I don't want to admit it. Damien. My husband. No matter how I wanted to deny it, I knew the truth that he had been the one. But why would he do that?The Damien I knew especially with what had happened today, would not care about if I was dying or not. I knew this because we both hated each other despite the sexual attraction between us.Taking in a deep breath, I went into the bathroom and freshened up before heading to the dining room. I got to the dining room only to meet Damien sitting in his usual spot, taking
HEAVEN "I said not to allow me do this again, wife," I heard him groan as he buried his face in my neck and took in a deep breath. I moaned as he assaulted my shoulder and neck with bites and kisses.A small moans fell out of my lips when he nipped on the spot where my shoulder and neck meet. I never knew that spot existed and it feels so damn good. I was so wet between my legs, I was sure that there was already a visible wet spot on it from my juices. His assault on my neck made me feel like I was melting. "What-" I gasped when he dipped his fingers into my lace panties, brushing my clit as pushed his fingers into my pussy. "-are. you. doing?"The words came out in stutters, I had more to say but I swallowed it as a gasp escaped from my lips as she began to move his hand, his palm rubbing my clit simultaneously. "Fuck," I let out, breathing hard. His pace quickened as he pumped his fingers in and out, stopping to rub my clit and squeeze my boobs at intervals.Experiencing all t
HEAVENWe were both panting when we finished with him collapsing beside me, his back facing me.I stared at the ceiling not knowing what to think.Everything that happened before now came rushing into my head. Was this post nut clarity? My legs were still vibrating from the two powerful orgasms I just had.But I could only wonder what was going to happen next.Only the sound of our breaths filled the air, the silence was thick and heavy. It was suffocating, even worse than what we did at the resort.I thought I was going to die because of the silence until he spoke, taking me by surprise."Claire was the only friend I had when I moved to America," He began, breaking the silence. "She was cheery and bubbly, I fell in love with her almost immediately."Where was this going? I had a lot of questions, hell who won't have questions when their 'partner' begins to talk about others just after sex? "But after two years of dating, she began to act different, distant. I'd ask what was wrong a
DAMIEN Being on the headline just a day after I'd fucked my wife made me feel even more stressed than I already was.I had woke up that morning with different thoughts in my head.What was going to happen next? Was she going to ignore me after the intense night we had?But when she came downstairs this morning for breakfast, every thoughts flew out of the window.She looked gorgeous.I couldn't help the thoughts of last night that flew into my head especially when she placed her hand on the table type on her phone. The movement had made her perfect boobs more exposed to me. My dick stirred in my pants but I still maintained composure. I acted like I was working on my tablet after we exchanged greetings like every other morning but this time, it felt like it was different- when in the real sense I was not focused on her.But when I saw the blog posts about us, I became annoyed but kept to myself because the comments were heartbreaking. I didn't know what her reaction was going to be
HEAVENHis eyes were boring into my soul and no matter how I tried to look away, I found myself staring into his electrifying blue eyes. They were hypnotizing.'What are you doing?, Snap out of it!' the voice in my head jerked me out of the haze I was in. I turned my head, averting my gaze away from his quickly. I was almost breathless and panting. Seriously, Heaven? Has it gotten to this?This was only acting, he was only doing this to set the mood per say. I knew that those words were just empty- a plot device, but why was my body betraying me?I cleared my throat, trying to gain composure. Letting out a small chuckle, I said, "you really don't have to do that, Damien," I got closer to him, my face almost in his chest with his height towering over me. His eyes were focused on me, never leaving my small frame. "The paparazzi are not that close, they can't hear us." I told him in a hushed whisper. I was being careful so that the vendor would not be able to hear me. Damien looked ar