Chapter 11

1st October 2015: 9:22 am.

She wrapped her legs around me like a cobra, tight enough to make it know that her small frame was strong enough to do some damage. How much, I didn’t want to know, not out of fear, but I was the type of guy that avoided all type of physical confrontation. Sure, I worked out and ran . I had one eye open to see if she was awake. The smell of the sea and the hot summer sun invaded the room. I thought about where I’d been only two days ago, in wintery London, and I was happy for the first time in a long time, that I was thousands of miles away from home.

“Morning, sunshine,” I whispered as I kissed her forehead, knowing that any moment she would satisfy my needs. She was pressing her body against me, a move that she often did whenever she was in the mood.

“Where does she think you are?”

By ‘she’, I knew that Li was referring to Emma. She’d managed to not mention her on the flight or even on the drive to the hotel. I knew that sooner rather than later she would ask the question. She was a mistress, and as much as she tried to pretend that she was my girlfriend, curiosity always entered her mind about my wife.

“She’s at home. She thinks that I’m in the Far East.”

“Well, you are to a certain degree,” she smiled as she rose her head up to mine and planted a delicate kiss which turned to passion within a few minutes. I held the back of her head as her dark hair swayed over my chest, and pulled her close to me.

Then she broke the kiss, “When are you going to get rid of her?”

I hated the way that Li spoke about Emma as if she was a bad smell. As if she was something that I could discard in a minute. Everything about my marriage was complicated. And everything about this affair was destructive. Li was teasing me, making it known that she was the one for me, not the mother of my child and the woman that I’d walked down the aisle with seven years ago.

“I told you that I need the investments to leave my account before I can do anything. There’s a lot of money at stake. Not only mine but my family’s, too. I can’t let her get hold of it, and then there’s Barbara…”

She didn’t let me finish speaking, and I knew exactly what she was going to say. “Well, we have a child, too. You seem to forget that part.” Her finger was gently heading towards my cock, the part of me that was ready to take her. I wanted to be buried inside of her, not get the third degree.

She didn’t need to remind me that we had a daughter. The unplanned one. The one that was supposedly an accident. As far as I was concerned, Li was on the pill, so I’d stopped using condoms. I didn’t understand how it had happened. She promised that she’d never stopped taking them. Li was dangerous and I knew it.

As she yanked my cock as if it was a dildo, not something so delicate that was attached to my body, I yelled, “Gentle!”

I knew that she wanted to be in control so that she could show me who was the boss.

I should have stopped seeing her a long time ago, knowing that behind those dark eyes was an even darker mind, but I couldn’t help myself. She was sexy, the type of woman that was only five feet tall, but as soon as she came into a room, every man stared. She had a presence and every time I stopped our relationship, I always ended up going back for more.

She knew it.

She knew that I had a weakness for having my cock sucked and she was going to take advantage of it.

“You know you want me to.” She wanted me to beg, and she was right. I did want her to, the best art that any woman possessed and that was sucking my cock. She took me in whole, made me feel more of a man and she never hesitated in letting me come in her mouth.

Everything about Li was sexy, from the way she spoke to the way she dressed and performed in the bedroom. I knew that it was wrong, to keep seeing her. I used to have visions of her coming to the house and telling Emma that we were back on. That the affair that I’d stopped years ago, was alive and, to make matters worse we had a child, just a little younger than my child with my wife.

Li was capable of that.

Shit, she was the type that would do it. Like a drug addict I just kept coming back for more. I didn’t seem to be able to get my fix even if I went elsewhere to get rid of the addiction, I would always end up going back to her.

“Remember, you need to leave her or else…” she purred. She was threatening me, something that she had done so many times. I didn’t mind her because the feeling of her lips against my cock made everything seem worth it.

“Or?”

“You don’t want to find out.”

Those were her last words as she began to pleasure me. My hands started to roll down to the back of her head as I felt her mouth going up and down my cock, taking control and making me feel like a man about to come and lose control, just like she wanted me to do. I'd give her that one wish, because as soon as the holiday was over so was this relationship. Once and for all.