Chapter 19 Chapter 19. Doubts.
Chapter 19.
Doubts.
She shakes her head. Lucas takes her in his arms without asking, lifts her out of the back seat, moves her to the co-pilot seat and buckles her seatbelt with a clear click, removing her from the back immediately.
Alicia remains distant, hurt. Upon arriving at the mansion, he stops the car, takes her in his arms once more, and carries her to the main bedroom.
He sets her down on her feet. His eyes, filled with furious intensity, never leave hers.
“She is just an alibi, while you are everything. Look at us: I am here, with you. Not with her,” he says, before slowly starting to remove her stained dress.
“It seems like when you have her near, you change. You kiss her, you let her touch you... do you forget our rules?” her voice is a thread of pain.
He kisses her with an intensity that seeks to erase the taste of Carolina's lipstick and the tension. “That's not it. I can't treat her indifferently all the time. If I don't give her a minimum of credibility, everything will fall apart. All I want is for you and me to be okay, the rest doesn't matter.”
Lucas unfastens her bra, letting her dress fall. He lifts her and seats her on the dressing table. He kneels, bringing his mouth to her femininity with a fierce necessity.
Lucas's tongue moves with devastating precision, exploring every fold. Alicia's muffled gasp mixes with the wet sound. He licks, sucks, and gently nips, seeking to erase the humiliation and replace it with pure ecstasy. Alicia clings to the marble, her body arches toward his mouth. The pleasure is so intense that the tears are of surrender. He penetrates her with two fingers, increasing the intensity, before taking her to the bed. The act is urgent, driven by the need to reaffirm their bond.
He gently throws her onto the sheets. He places himself over her. He penetrates her without preamble, with powerful force.
His thrusts are a punishment for the lie and a balm for the wound. She wraps her legs around his waist. He kisses her on the mouth, then on the neck, claiming every part of her body. The rhythm accelerates to a dizzying point, where only the need to reach the limit together exists. Lucas's gasps are deep, whispering possession. He takes her to a climax that makes her scream his name.
“Lucas.” Her moans intensify when he takes her by the neck.
He starts taking her harder, with more necessity, feeling the latex of the condom warm up; with each thrust, he makes her tremble. For the first time, she takes the initiative and positions herself in the way he likes, an insatiable mix of desire courses through her, and she tries to take control, she is on her back, bouncing for him, which surprises him, yet, he lets her explore, helping her, he teaches her how he likes it, and she learns fast, so much so that she already has him panting with pleasure, ecstatic, he bites her back and shoulder, sliding his tongue down her neck, while he holds her left breast, and touches her with his right hand, playing with her clitoris.
She, delirious, closes her eyes, resting against his chest, her head resting on Lucas's shoulder, without stopping moving, she is travelling through pleasure, the pain is hallucinating, and this position has just become her favorite, it is an exquisite delight, that makes her travel, submerged in pleasure.
“Oh yes, that's so good!” Alicia exclaims, weak, gasping, pleased by the pleasure she obtains today.
“I adore you, you don't know how much I enjoy making you mine.”
He tells her, kissing her lips, which causes a shock in them, it is evident that they feel a lot with each kiss, it is not just attraction, chemistry, or desire, it is much more, they love each other, and that love makes a simple touch weaken them, reaching the deepest part of their being.
“Aah!”
“Damn! Aah!”
Feeling his intense orgasm, they lie back, intertwined. Lucas kisses the crown of her head, while she tries to catch her breath, after this hard battle, that has left them exhausted, sweaty, satisfied, allowing themselves to relax for an instant, to talk a little.
“What is this about me having to take the vice-presidency? You hadn't told me that.”
“My uncle-in-law is pushing for me to incorporate you as my brother's legitimate heir. It's his last will, and the board is moving. For that, I'm preparing you very well. Many people are coming from Milan in a couple of weeks for the evaluation. We will work on it together, I will teach you everything. Don't worry, after the celebration event for your entry, everyone leaves, and things go back to how they were, just you and me.”
“As always. Since none of them really care about us, they only care about money,” Alicia replies, pressing herself tighter against him.
“Don't worry about that. It's better this way. When they find out about us, for many, it's a blow they don't expect. But the important thing about all this is that you and I are together, in secret, until I can get out of this charade without anyone suspecting. You will be a powerful vice-president, and I will be your guide, no one will dare to stand in the way.”
The Scandal.
The next morning, routine imposes itself with a brutal contrast. Lucas dresses in an immaculate suit for his meetings, and Alicia puts on casual clothes to go to university. The atmosphere in the car is silent, charged with the electricity of the previous night. Lucas drops her off at the entrance with a quick kiss on the forehead.
Stepping onto the campus, Alicia immediately feels that something is wrong. The whispers follow her. The stares are blatantly direct and full of morbid curiosity. Groups of students disperse as she passes, only to regroup and continue whispering. In the cafeteria, she hears fragments of conversations that hit her like icy slaps.
“…they say she gave it to Rogelio and he tells everyone he runs into…”
“…she lost her virginity with that idiot, what a piece of gossip!”
“…he had her as a joke at a party last night…”
Rogelio's name echoes again and again. Rage, the pain from the previous night, and fear for their secret blend into an explosive cocktail. Alicia clenches her fists, her face flushed. She goes directly to look for him.
She finds him in the main hallway, surrounded by his friends, laughing loudly with a boastful attitude.
Alicia walks toward him, ignoring the looks.
“Rogelio,” her voice is low and icy.
He turns around, his smile freezing as he sees her expression. “Look who's here. Miss Alicia. Have you come to thank me?” he asks mockingly.
Slap!
The sound of the blow echoes down the hallway, silencing everyone present. Rogelio's cheek is red, and his eyes blaze with fury.
“You damn stupid! What do you think you're doing?” Rogelio shouts, approaching dangerously.
“You are the stupid one! And a disgusting coward! Spreading lies about something that never happened!”