Chapter 20 His True Obsession (2)
POV: Mirabel
I didn't know how I drove out of the parking lot but I managed.
Tears blurred my eyes, I've loved Adrian since high school and I could never tell he was into men.
How did I miss this? Have I been this dumb to have not noticed?
He was the perfect husband. I went to his office to break the news of my pregnancy to him.
I parked in front of a pub and walked in with tears welled in my eyes.
I didn't care if alcohol would hurt my baby, I just needed to clear my head.
"A shot of vodka", I raised my voice. I noticed a man seated at the corner, smoking and sipping his drink.
I could see the scar on his face, his chin chiseled and he looked like a Greek god.
The bartender dropped the shot of vodka and went back, I took a sip cringing to the burns.
"Fuck you Adrian," I muttered. My eyes brimmed with tears, "I hope you're caught and embarrassed".
"Why don't you just pray for his death?"
A voice echoed from the back.
I wiped my tears and turned, it was the handsome man from the corner.
"He isn't worth it...break up with him", he said, pulling a seat closer to me.
"I can't break up with him".
"Why? You want to stay with a cheat?"
"No, but we're married."
"Then deal with the sidechick, he'd be scared, trust me"
"How do I deal with a man?" I raised a brow. He gulped down his drink in shock.
"He's fucking a man? Now that's interesting," he laughed.
"That's not funny. What's your name?"
"It's funny, not gonna lie", he giggled. I smacked my lips and looked away.
"You can call me anything"
"Jaya?" I said jokingly trying to match his perfect appearance with a weird name.
"Okay...I'm Jaya", he stretched his hand for a shake.
I ignored it, "You don't look bad though. Are you in for revenge sex?”
He laughed. I stood up and took his hands leading him to my car. I could see shock written all over his face, he thought I was joking.
The only way to get even with Adrain is fucking a man better than him.
"I'll have to record it." I made my intention known thinking he would back down but he didn't.
Mirabel's heart pounded in her chest as she set up the camera, ensuring it was angled perfectly to capture every electrifying moment.
The light from the city streets casting a warm, inviting aura in the car.
Jaya sat beside her, his presence commanding, his eyes ablaze with an intensity that made her skin tingle.
She pressed the record button, her fingers trembling with anticipation. "Ready?" she murmured, her voice a whisper of desire.
Jaya's response was a low growl, his hands already touching her body with a hunger that left her breathless.
His touch was firm and possessive, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her.
She gasped as his lips found the sensitive spot on her neck, his teeth grazing her skin, sending waves of sweetness through her veins.
Mirabel's breath hitched as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse, his fingers brushing against her skin.
She could feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles, and it drove her to the brink of madness.
Her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the hard planes and contours beneath his shirt, tracing the lines of his body with a hunger that matched his own.
He lifted her effortlessly, positioning her so that she straddled him, their bodies pressed tightly together.
She could feel his hardness against her, and it made her dizzy with need.
His mouth found hers in a fierce kiss, his tongue exploring her tongue, claiming her as his own.
Mirabel's mind was a blur of sensation as his hands moved to her hips, guiding her against him.
Jaya's grip tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he lifted her and lowered her onto him, filling her pussy with his tight dick.
She cried out, the sensation overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent her moaning in ecstasy.
Jaya's movements became more urgent, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
She could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles coiled and uncoiled, driving her closer to the brink of cumming.
Her own body responded, her muscles clenching, her breath hitching as she teetered on the edge of a precipice.
Finally, Mirabel released and her body convulsed with waves of ecstasy.
She cried out, her voice raw and uninhibited, her body shuddering with the force of her release.
Jaya followed soon after, his body tensing, his grip on her hips became tighter as he spilled into her, his own cry of pleasure mingling with hers.
They stayed entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal, their hearts still racing in their passionate encounter.
Mirabel turned off the camera, her mind still reeling from the sex she just had.
She knew this moment would be forever etched in her memory, because even Adrian didn't make her feel this way.
The car's interior was filled with a comfortable silence, broken only by the soft sounds of their breathing.
This was the first quiet sex she had, except panting and crying out, no loud moaning or sex sounds.
She enjoyed it and she didn't have any regrets. She knew she would divorce Adrian but she wanted him to see her enjoy sex with a stranger.
Mirabel leaned against Jaya, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
Jaya's fingers traced her spinal cord, his touch was gentle and soothing.
She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of his skin against hers, the warmth of his body enveloping her.
POV: Mirabel
"You enjoyed that?" Jaya asked, making me smile.
"What's your real name? I might as well want to fuck you again", I flirted. He smiled.
"Jaya", he pulled his pants up and wore his shirt slowly, "if you want to fuck me again, come to this bar".
He walked out of my car without turning back, I picked up my phone and watched the video again.
"Adrian, you will regret this". I clicked on the button and sent it.