Chapter 9

C'mon Felisha, with money anything is possible." I gave him a questioning face, "I just asked the Dean for some details and you know nobody refuses me."

I could if only you hadn't walked in on me masturbating.

"Please sit, let me take a quick shower"

Again with the shower thingy.

Sabastian was barely three minutes gone when a message beeped on my phone. I clicked on it and it was my husband, he was asking where I was.

How did the time move so fast? 

Just then, Sabastian walked in shirtless, drops of water found their way through his neckline, running down to his abs. I couldn't stare away and my sexual hormones were starting to grow hands of their own. 

He took a step closer. So close I could smell the sandalwood of his shampoo, and the silky cream that he must have used on his skin, skin that my hands burned to touch.

My burning, trembling hands reached from her hips, up to her ribs, and stilled themselves as I drew her into me, as the tide drew higher to the shore. Still we kissed, sharing breath, bodies close, the deeper scent of him, beneath the perfume and sandalwood and cream.

My palms were sweating out, my heart pounding. I wasn't understanding why I would feel this way towards a mere closeness with Sabastian but the sudden tingling in my clitoris wouldn't let me dwell on it.

Unable to stop this I turn my face away but he says, "Don't turn, this is about you." Those mere words of his caused a squeaky feeling spreading across my skin.

My lips parted slowly but I was so invested in the rise and fall of his chest that I found absolutely no need to say a word. 

A smile locked on his lips as he realized what he was doing to me. He leans close and grabs my wrists causing my phone to slip from my hands.

He pushed me back into the chair, pining my both wrists with only one of his hands, reminding me how big and strong he was even though I was older.

A thick sour saliva broke down my throat and I swallowed it hastily–as if scared not to be caught drooling. 

Slow but hastily he undo my blouse button and snuggle up one of my breasts, giving my nipple slow but painful bites. I groan inwardly, ashamed not to be heard making a sound.

He pressed his boner against me, grinding and working his hands into my skirt. As I laid down flat I felt his bulge rubbing against my clit.

It was the sweetest feeling I ever had in my two years of marriage. How does he know the right spots to touch? 

He pulled away suddenly and I flagged him with a shocked face but he laughed, whispering coozily, "I promised to quench your taste Felisha-" he took my chin and pushed it down.

My eyes landed on his already hardened dick and the fantasy that drove through me that instant was the most unbelievable thing I've ever had.

"But you will have to pleasure me first–" he grinned and I wanted to punch those cute lips of his. 

Without saying a word, I got on my knees. Saying one more inaudible cuss I used a hand to steady myself and took his cock into my mouth. Using my free hand to stroke his shaft as I go up and down in a corkscrew motion. 

Not only does it feel amazing for him, I was already acting weird enough for an horny bitch. It was a bigger opportunity for me than already letting out my sex starved hormones into full display–Sabastian would totally mock me with this. 

As I go down on him, licking and rubbing his cock I grab his butt with my hands and dig in lightly with my nails. The saliva spraying on his butt, plus my nails against his skin, gagging his arousal and his impending climax into overdrive.

While in that moment beneath his tall figure I could only think about what I could do to make his heart pound.

He carried me up and we were facing each other. He stared into my eyes and smiled–one of succession. His two hands grabbed my left hand and pushed me to the chair in a way my back was facing him, with my butts saying hello to the sky.

I put one foot on the floor, followed by the other, stood up and pulled down my skirt to cover my thighs before retiring back to my earlier position.

As if teasing me, he pats my butts, a spank follows and then the burning pain of his cock sliding into my already dripping pussy.

"Uhhh.. fuck.." I let out a painful moan and heard him chuckle.

He didn't wait for my body to get used to his hardened cock building around my embers before he started thrusting in and at the fastest pace I knew.

Still, I couldn't believe I was really doing this with him. I swore never to have anything to do with younger men but here I am… 

"Ooo… auu.." his cock slipped out of my pussy and before I could register that he dug back in, hitting the barriers of my womb.

"This. Is.. wrong.. ooo.." his thrusts only increased, I felt weird pains down there but as he continued with the pace a swarm of sweetness clouded my senses and would I be damned if I say I never wish for him to stop? 

I was tempted to look over at Sabastian, but I knew that if I did, he'd see the hunger in my eyes and I'd lose my nerve. 

"Uhh.. your pussy's the best" he groans softly as he pulls out of me. 

I was so ashamed that I couldn't look at him and even as I asked for the direction of his bathroom I didn't bat an eye at him.

What's wrong with me? How could I possibly enjoy that and to think of how I was moaning… ugh—

"Yo!" I heard Sabastian's loud yelp.

What was happening? He's he already feeling high? Fuck I'm ruined.

“I’ll just go freshen up now!” I rushed out and with my head bowed down, I walked briskly to anywhere my instinct led me to. Not waiting for Sabastian’s response. Thankfully I’d arrived at the right place, the bathroom. 

Just as I was about to start bathing, I heard the creaking sound of door opening and what comes next was a girl’s voice shouting. 

"Really now Sabastian?! You left the group just to come bang some stupid bitch?!” 

I swear I felt my heart ripped out of my chest as goosebumps began to dot my skin. 

“Are stalking me now? How demeaning can you be?!” I heard Sabastian scoffs, his tone was as nonchalant as ever. 

“And why will I stalk you? Everywhere smells sex. It’s obvious you’ve just finished having raw sex. See how sweaty you’re and no  you’re the one who’s demeaning yourself. Why go about fucking every thing here and there when I am here to give it freely” the girls angry voice depreciated gradually and she whined the last part. 

"Good lord, Vivian.” Sabastian groaned and 

At the mention of Vivian I felt my world crashing down. If I remembered that name vividly, she was the girl who’d threatened me the other day saying she’s Sabastian girlfriend. No wonder her voice had sounded so familiar. 

Shit! I haven’t even started this dirty shit with Sabastian and I’m already going to be caught by Sabastian  girlfriend?! 

Great! Just great.