And fuck the hell outta me be did.
༺༺♡♡༻༻ My head was aching - so badly like I was being hit over and over with an invisible hammer. I groaned loudly, slowly opening my eyes and tried to turn, but stopped when I felt an arm - a strong one holding me down. The eff? I turned immediately to the side, forgetting the pain on my body and almost screamed when I saw that I was in bed - NAKED - with a stranger. A very hot one at that. But that's not the point! I'm in bed naked with a fucking stranger! What on earth have I done? And where did fuck is Keisha? I looked around, groaning again when I saw that we were in a hotel. The last thing I remembered was going into a club with Keisha - and drinking - oh drinking so much hoping to push the pain away. How did I go from wanting a few bottles of beer to climbing in a hotel bed with this stranger? Dear mother of Jesus — What exactly happened and why the fuck can't I remember anything? But as I took a deep breath and closed my eyes trying to recall the events of the night before - vague images, memories started replaying in my head. Although they were just blurry, most of them, I still remembered some parts. Like Rex coming in with his girlfriend and insulting me. Then, this beautiful stranger came in and shooed them away. And the worst of them all was me practically begging the guy to fuck me. I groaned again. What was his name again? I think it's something that starts with an S. Stephen? Sean? That's not important. I need, to get the fuck out of here! I slowly took the guy's arm away, thankful that he was at least a deep sleeper. When I succeeded, I got off the bed, made quick work of getting dressed and with a final glance at the stranger, left the hotel room, while trying as much as possible to not pay much attention to the fact that I was feeling like hell and probably looked like one too. Immediately I got into the cab . I took out my phone and texted Keisha. “Where the fuck are you?” It took her just about seconds to respond. “At home.” “At home? At home! What have you gotten me into? You left me all alone with a stranger!” “We both know that you needed that - something fun to get your mind off that bastard and you got it even without my help, you whore.” I rolled my eyes but said nothing in response. In the space of twenty four hours, my fiancé had broken up with me, and I had sex with a stranger. And if the soreness I was feeling was any indication, it was a very hot sex. I might not remember a hundred percent but I still recalled some segments of it, the delicious part. How he had devoured me like a starving beast, fucking me like he couldn't have enough. Something I've not had for a long time. Being so possessed. I sighed dreamily and leaned back, closing my eyes. Few minutes later, the cab got me home and I went straight into the room for a warm shower then proceeded to the kitchen for a cup of coffee - and aspirin. “Fuck!” I jumped - literally at the deep glow that echoed through my mind. I looked around but the room was very empty. So where did that - “Fucking ran away from me, did you?” The voice came again sounding a little pissed off, “that's fine. I'll find you because you can't hide from me.” I shivered. What was going on? I looked around again, but I realised that the voice, the words were in my head. I was hearing voices in my head. Holy shit - “Remember how you were begging me last night to fuck you harder? I'll make you beg like that again - but I won't give you that satisfaction as a punishment for Daring to escape me.” A moan left my lips before I could stop it, then my heart beat accelerated. What the fuck is happening? “You can't escape me! You are mine! You are fucking mine!!” I shivered again this time and dropped the empty cup of coffee in the sink then Raj upstairs to lock myself up in my room. I'm hearing voices in my head. Well a voice, but why was I hearing a voice in my head? Dear God, have I gone crazy? I'm definitely running mad, because what is happening? Everything that happened had successfully made me mad, driven me crazy. I'm mad. I shook my head, and decided to get ready for work. I'm definitely not going to deal with this - whatever it is. Maybe I'll go see if I can get a therapist later today. I'm no stranger to grief and I know how badly it can affect a human. It took me about an hour to fully get ready, and when I got to the college, part of the class was already filled up with students waiting to be taught. “Good morning miss Elara,” they all echoed and I smiled. It was always a pleasure teaching fresh men. That's until they get to higher levels and decide to be possessed by college madness. Speaking of madness — Not now, Elara. I shook my head and turned to my table to bring out the new biology textbook Keisha had gifted me a while back. “Our topic for today is Excretion. Now….” I trailed off when the door opened and someone walked in. Shock glued my feet to the floor and I would have almost dropped the book on the floor but a professor has gotta maintain her Steeze in front of her students. Even though I didn't drop the book, my jaw was definitely on the floor as I stared at the guy walking into the door with a grin. “Good morning miss,” he greeted with a smile, and that voice sent shivers down my spine, “I'm a new student.” Oh fucking no! I gasped, because that cannot be possible. He sat down without waiting for a response. I couldn't even say a word because I was too dumbfounded to talk. My one night stand was sitting in my class. Holy hell, my one night stand is my student. I fucked my student.“And it was a very good fuck.” That voice in my head growled again and I groaned, but it was like a snap of reality.Some of the students were starting to look at me with raised brows and I could only imagine what I looked like, frozen, wide eyes and my mouth hanging open.Dear mother —I inhaled and got back to my teaching, carefully avoiding the boy's look as I explained how urine is formed in the kidney.“You look so hot, standing there and talking about biology.” The voice said again in a low sexy that sent shivers down my spine.I ignored it as best as I could, carefully picking my words despite the sudden heat that I was starting to feel.“You will have to pardon me oh dear teacher, I can't seem to pay attention to a word you are seeing cos all I can think about is your red full lips wrapped around my cock.”Oh my dear goodness.I stuttered on a sentence but continued.I'm definitely running mad.This is madness from heart and desperation. The desperation to feel better had so
Hi, Elara. I'm breaking up with you.I read the text which had popped up in my phone when I was in class and laughed.Not because it was funny - but because there was no way, this is real.Surely, Rex just wanted to play a prank on me.Something he was very fond of doing.I shook my head, got into my car and headed home. Perhaps I should pretend and act like I believed him so he would get the satisfaction of thinking that his prank got to me.I could. But God knows I've got a very crazy day at work - so I'm just gonna opt out and play along next time.I parked my car in our garage about one hour later and walked into the house.Rex was in the sitting room, sitting down but the smile on my face slipped when I saw his mother there too - and she looked so serious.Not that Agnes ever looked unserious.“Hi mum. Hey baby, you didn't tell me mum was coming today.” I bent to kiss him but Rex's reaction had me raising my brow. He moved his face away and shoved me lightly away from him “Did
“I can't believe that Rex would do that.”“Well, believe it or not - here I am. Engagement broken off and single once again at the age of thirty six. Yippee!!!”My best friend, Keisha smiled sadly but snatched the bottle of beer in my hand.“Okay. I understand you are heartbroken but A: You have had enough alcohol…for now. B: We should be celebrating - not you here moping around. This is a testimony, a blessing in disguise. Really, look at me. Rex has been nothing but a liability tied around your neck for six good years. If anything I'm so glad that the burden chose to detangle himself.”I sighed, and reached out for the drink but she swapped my hand away with a glare.“You are not going to sit here mopping like a loser. Especially not for that low life. You deserve better than Rex.”“Yeah right. Look at me. I'm thirty six years old - I'm certainly not getting any younger so trust me, I'm not that hot in the market anymore. I'm disappointed!”I slammed my palm on the table and hiccupe