Chapter 85 I know you can get back at her
I didn't mind having sex with my back to him, more than I would have minded five years ago, back when I still loved him like a fool, believing he would return my affection.
His hand went to my hair, and he gripped it, not tight enough to hurt my scalp, but tight for him to hold me without letting go. Holding me by the hair, he slightly lifted me from the bed, as his dick resumed the initial thrusts, almost like he didn't just stop to make certain the screams coming from my throat were of pleasure and not pain. I didn't care about that at all. For satisfaction? I don't care. All I wanted was to release my pent-up frustration, and what other way to do that but to climax?
Then the pounding began, flesh against flesh. I tried to clench myself around him, but his pace was too fast and strong. Two more thrusts caused my head to lift off the bed, causing me to let out a moan, which was both painful and needy. Somehow, having him fuck me instead of making love to me made me crave it some more.
"Nova," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration as his thrusts increased as if he were a beast.
I knew what was coming next, as I felt the monster swell inside me. He pushed me back against the bed, my legs bent over, and hanging off the side of the bed. Flipping me, he made me look up at him. Kneeling beside my legs, he made it difficult for me to close them.
He spread me open again, and this time slowly inserted himself. His speed increased, and he let out a sigh. His bucking into me quickened and his cock swelled. I let out a scream of pleasure as the orgasm overtook my body.
"Fuck!" I screamed, climaxing so strongly, that it shook my entire body, sending me through a powerful journey.
"I love you!" Dashiell yelled out before he emptied his cum into my pussy. Softly it splattered against my womb, filling me until it seemed I might drown with it lol. The aroma of my cunt mixed with the pleasure of his juice. A new scent wafted through the air, an intense combination. "Thank you," he whispered, smiling as he leaned down to place a kiss on my forehead. "I needed this after a long day." Groaning, he fell on the bed and climbed under the covers, drained and spent.
I didn't need to be told to know how tired he was. I noticed it when I stepped in. Frowning at him, I wondered why he didn't reject me. He agreed to sleep with me, even though he knew he was tired.
Sighing, I got down from the bed and gathered my clothes, sparing one last glance at him before I left. As I walked away, his cum ran down my leg. Thankfully, I was on the pills, else I would have worried about getting pregnant.
I had my bath before I got into bed, having set the clothes out to be washed. Though I felt the familiar feeling of guilt trying to creep in like it always did each time I slept with Dashiell, I squashed it before it could gain momentum. I wanted nothing to spoil my mood at the moment. Getting him to sleep with me was my plan. I shouldn't feel guilty about it. Yet, the feeling persisted, gripping me hard and refusing to let go, like a damned claw. It wasn't until I slept, that the feeling gradually dissipated.
I woke up to my phone ringing. Groaning, I reached for it and answered the call without checking the caller's ID. I just didn't care about it. All I needed was to get back to sleep. I could tell it wasn't time to get out of bed yet. The sun was yet to appear.
"What's it?" My voice was groggy from sleep, and my question seemed more biting than I wanted it to sound. Rubbing my eyes, I placed a second pillow under my head, waiting, with my eyes partially closed, for the person at the other end to speak.
"Did I catch you at an unpleasant time?" Brion's amused voice filtered into the call, causing me to sit up.
"Brion!" I removed the phone from my ear to check the ID. Sure as hell, Brion was the one calling.
"Why do you sound as if you didn't even check my ID?" He knew I didn't. I could tell from how teasing his tone was.
"I didn't." Yawning, I leaned on the headboard. "Why did you call so early in the morning? Are the kids disturbing?" I yawned once more, barely keeping my eyes open. Even though I wanted to speak to him, I still needed to sleep. It was early, as I pointed out earlier. Whatever reason he had to call needs to be something urgent. Else, I wouldn't let him have any peace.
"I have something for you." He sounded conspiratorial like he had some tricks up his sleeves. "You will love this, Nova, I promise."
"What is it?" My patience was wearing thin already. Rubbing my eyes, I yawned once more. "It has to be something worth it, else I will have your head, I mean it," I threatened, meaning every damned word. At the moment, I didn't care that he was Brion, a friend who had been with me for years. All I wanted at the moment was to return to sleep. Rubbing my sleep for something not urgent wasn't something a good friend does.
He chuckled at my words, not fazed by my threats. "You will love this, I promise."
"I better." Grumbling, I laid back on the bed and placed the phone against my right ear, waiting for him to go ahead with what he had in mind to tell. "I'm still waiting," I said, letting him know my patience was already wearing thin. "It's early, Brion. The earlier you say this, the more likely it is that I will get back in bed."
"I have found a way for you to get your revenge on your mother-in-law."
"What?!" I sat up on the bed, the drowsiness I initially felt, fleeing at that. "What do you have in mind?"