Chapter 48 Chapter 48
ALINA'S POV
I was totally hyper aware of his body right now. Fully hyper aware. Aware of every pattern. Every dip, curve, every toned muscle, muscles that led all the way down to his glorious center and that flimsy towel! The fucking continuing all around us. All around me. Echoing loudly, so very graphic, my lips trembled. My whole body trembled. Reacting and wanting to do just what it'd somehow been conditioned by these sounds to do.
Soon the moans got louder. Infiltrating my ears without permission, the fucks getting rougher in the woman's pussy. I knew because I could feel it. I could so feel it like the sweat buds surfacing on my skin now from this slow cooking. The men were forcing her head back down on the giant cock she was sucking off, choking her further even more, trapping her while the some other two vandalized her opening downwards. I didn't exactly know the position but she was choking, fighting to break free, groaning, squirt gushing out from inside of her and onto the men who simply renewed their strength to fuck her brains out until finally...
"Ohhhhhhhjhh, fuck!" Her voice weakly cried out, choked. Whimpering. Shaking.
But she'd cum undone.
"Thank you," I faintly heard her say. But I couldn't be too sure, something else had captured my attention amidst all these.
Him.
His eyes.
His look.
His eyes were fixed on me one hundred percent. Body so close, less than a step between us but his look... the look on his face...
It seemed... excited?
Proud.
He was looking rather proud right now. A slow devilish smile making it's way to his full lips, green eyes going dimmer, intentional, excited at what he had done. What he'd done to me.
That was when it hit me.
He knew exactly how I was feeling right now. He knew exactly what his porn was doing to me right here and now, he knew the thoughts I was having, he'd increased the volume intentionally.
For this.
To tease me.
Me.
It was all intentional and still he had the guts to whisper,
"How was it? Just the way you like it?" His eyes gleamed, teasing. "It's rough. Wild. Want me to play another? I have tons Alina, you can-
"Get lost," I simply uttered, swallowing. Forcing my brains to work, feet to receive strength.
"Hey, you can come into my apartment and make your pick. I don't mind, promise." He smirked, touching my face lightly. Tracing my lips, my breath hot even as I stood in partial realisation in front of him.
"Alina..." His voice trailed, "You know you want to -
"Get lost." I repeated, stepping away. Breathing hard. "Get lost you fucking bastard, get lost!"
I pushed at his chest then. Breaking free of the trap, the bondage. Not minding anything as I quickly hurried over to my own elevator, my apartment.
Only when it jammed shut, my two feet finally safe inside my dark living room did I stand still. Realising just how hard and loud my heart was beating, my mind processing it all. What exactly just happened, how it happened, what it did to me then, what it was currently doing to me now cause even as I stood, I could feel my entire body burning up!
The need to slowly lean my back down on the elevator, trace my skin from my boobs down to my belly, to my center, to feel the skin there...it just kept growing. The feeling of that slippery thickness, that wetness that had me swallowing, on chokehold as it possessed my mind leading up that floor in Oxygen. He'd somehow risen that monster back inside of me.
"Fuck," I cussed helplessly as my finger hovered. The desire almost crushing, but I held myself. I held myself cause I was pissed! Pissed at no one else but myself! My body.
"Are you stupid or something?" I spoke to myself, my body. Breathing hard. "What exactly is wrong with you? What are you doing??"
He knew just what he was doing just now. That's why he did it. It was all intentional. Intentional Alina, Intentional!
"He knew just how stupidly horny you are. He'd seen you at Oxygen!" I reminded myself, pacing around for a bit. Breathing hard. "This is just a ploy to tease you. To shame you. Don't you understand? How don't you see it? How do you even get wet knowing all of these?!"
Having crazy thoughts of finger fucking yourself after just left his stupid, dirty apartment!
This was the height of it, Alina.
The very height!
But no matter what, no matter fucking what, I would definitely not be touching myself because of that bastard.
"I won't masturbate because of you!" I spat, stubborn as hell. "So you stupid body, you can get wet for all I care. Get horny and lose your brains but I won't. I won't let you disgrace me for nothing!"
I won't let you.
With that I stormed over to my bedroom then. The shower.
"High time I take a bath, huh? A cold bath. Cold enough to shut you down!" I spoke to my body, tearing my stupid dress off.
Let's see how you going to keep getting horny and staying wet. Let's see it.
"It's you Vs me, body!"
I stepped in right then, turning on the water to icy cold and fuck!
It was cold. So bloody you'll not believe it but who cares?!
It was either this or let my body win.
I didn't intend on failing tonight, so icy shower it was!
"Okay hold on, let me get this straight."
Here we go.
"You mean to tell me right now, that after everything, everything we planned out. The shopping, the waxing, THE DRESS. THE Dress Alina. After all of that and you even taking yourself to the grand Oxygen last night, you didn't get some? You didn't have sex??”
I kept quiet. Biting my lips slowly as I waited for it.
“Explain to me Alina Monroe!” she snapped immediately, not failing me. “Did you or did you not have sex last night?!”
“I…I didn’t.” I said quietly, careful. But still she screamed.
“What?! What did you just say to me?? What the hell did you just say Monroe?!”
My God, she was worse than my mom! She may as well be at this point with all these screaming in my ears at 10:30 in the morning.
"Cleo, volume please!" I managed to cry out, setting my phone further away from me. Knowing worse was coming. "You should know I had so much to drink last night, so much to gain confidence. I’m still very hungover as we speak.”
“So much to drink my foot!” she spat instead, raging. “What is wrong with you Alina? What is wrong with that big headed, nerdy brain of yours!”
"What do you want me to say? I told you what happened, it didn't work out Cleo."
"I don't want to hear it didn't work out, you should’ve made it work out! I don’t hear excuses, I want to hear you had sex and the most amazing night! God!" her voice echoed everywhere. Everywhere in my office. Hopefully not outside it too.
"Just how hard is it?” she scoffed, exasperated. Disappointed surely. “Do you know how badly I've been waiting for an update since last night? I've been turning on my sheets, almost coming over to yours this morning. If not for stupid Joe I would’ve been there 7am sharp! But if I had, is this what you’ll be telling me? No tea? Nothing? Nada??”
I just sighed. Tired at this point, my back leaning to rest on my seat. Hands finding my aching forehead, top streching as I did, my heels feeling uncomfortable on my feet too. “I’m sorry,Cleo.” I took them off, sighing. My shoes.
It was already the following morning. 10:30 as I’ve said, but within the rush of getting out of bed, getting to work on time and finally settling in my office, I couldn’t count how much time I’d spent receiving scoldings from one angry woman in my life.
Cleo was going to be mad, I knew it. I knew it the moment I arrived home yesterday and realized everything was a total failure. And now in our 'check-up call' she wasn't letting shit go.
She wouldn't let go, I knew her better than anyone else. It was best to just come clean. Come clean to her as to what exactly happened. What ruined it all, and… leaving out some certain details of course. I was getting my ears bitten off for not having sex, imagine if I told her I spent nearly 40 minutes in a cold bath trying to fight the sexual tension stirred up by the reason for all of these mess!
Worse, I hadn’t mentioned it before. Cleo would eat me whole. Literally swallow me and I'd never hear the end of that scolding.
"Okay alright,” I finally shook myself, picking up my phone. “Let me tell you exactly how it all happened. What ruined everything.”
She scoffed, “Not that I want to hear your excuses, but go.”
I just smiled. Readied myself with a deep breathe and then began narrating everything that ensued in oxygen last night. Minus Roman. Always minus Roman.
At the end Cleo still didn’t sound impressed.
“I can understand your shock at the female but… Lina you need to have sex.” she said, calmer now though. “It is important that you do cause things like this always don’t manifest in a good way.”
“I know,” I started, but she cut me off.
“You don’t know! You don’t know anything, I’m so worried you’ll get entangled with the wrong man all because you're sexmatized. Imagine if you end up having sex and it it’s good but with a bastard of a man. Imagine that, Lina!”