Chapter Three - Night of Passion

The moment she kissed him, he let go of any hesitation and returned the kiss with equal passion. Before she knew it , he carried her over to the bed and laid her on it. 

Breaking the kiss he held her gaze, his gaze searching. “ Do you really want to do this?” he asked gently. 

She met his eyes, a new resolve in her gaze.

She nodded . “yes” , her voice stronger than it had been since their chance meeting. “I want to do it.” 

The moment she gazed her consent, he pinned her against the bed and ravaged her lips, while his hands moved to grab her breasts. 

Although, she only wanted to have sex because the thought of having sex with Liam will help her get over the fact that she have been sleeping with a player for the past 6 years and that was the only way she could revenge back at him, but there's something about the way Liam touched her aroused her far more than Steven’s touch had even aroused her and she found herself moaning loudly. 

She pulled off his trouser and let her hands go down to the bulge between his legs and she squeezed it gently, eliciting a soft groan from him. 

She closed her eyes when he lowered his lips to her perky breast. He circled his tongue around her nipples one at a time, while his hand slowly moved down her abdomen. 

A gasp escaped from her lips when his fingers connected with her slit and she tightly held on to the bedsheet with one hand and buried the other hand in his short mop of black hair, as she kissed him fervently trying to stop herself from moaning as he pleasures her with his fingers. 

As though he could sense she was trying to hold back, he increased his pace of his fingers, and she couldn't hold back anymore as her silent moans became loud cries of pleasure. 

“ Can you just fuck me now” she pleaded in a throaty cry, wanting nothing other than to have him buried inside her. 

“ I will darling, but only if you cum for me”, he said , as though that was all she needed to hear, she toppled over to the climax of her pleasure and her nod shook with the force of her orgasm .

While she was still recuperating from it, he positioned himself between her thighs and thrust into her with an urgency she wasn't used to. 

She let out a cry of pleasure as she moved her waist in time with his thrusts, wanting him to stop so she could catch her breath but also not wanting him to.

That night, she discovered for the first time that sex was great. 

***

Chloe stirred just before dawn, the first hint of light filtering through the curtains. For a brief moment, she lay there, blinking in bewilderment. Then, the events of the previous night washed over her like a tidal wave.

Liam’s arm rested gently across her waist, his breathing calm as he slumbered beside her. She gazed at him for a moment, her heart racing. He appeared so tranquil, so relaxed, and for a fleeting second, she almost felt... at peace.

But reality hit her hard. This wasn’t a fairy tale. This was a blunder a lapse of judgment fueled by her desire to escape. She didn’t belong in this place.

Carefully, she lifted Liam’s arm and slipped out from under it. Her clothes were neatly arranged on the dresser. She was taken aback that he had taken the time to tidy up. It was a small act, yet it revealed more about him than anything he had ever expressed.

She got dressed quickly, her heart pounding in her chest. Before departing, she took one last look at Liam. He was still deep in sleep, his face soft and serene. For a fleeting moment, she thought about leaving a note, but decided against it. She couldn’t confront him not at this moment.

She quietly exited the room, her footsteps barely audible on the plush carpet. The hallway was empty as she hurried toward the elevator. The morning air hit her like a jolt of cold water as she stepped outside, snapping her back to reality.

At the security desk, a guard obstructed her path.

“Ma’am, we can’t let you leave without the boss’s permission,” he said, his gaze questioning.

Chloe hesitated for a moment, then mustered a smile. “He’s aware. I told him I was leaving early. He’s still asleep, and I’m in a hurry.”

The guard frowned but relented. “Alright. Have a good day, ma’am.”

She wasted no time in hailing a cab, her thoughts racing as the car flew through the still streets. Her phone vibrates constantly with missed calls from Steven and Maya, but she wasn’t ready to face either of them not yet.

Upon finally arriving home, the neighborhood remained tranquil, bathed in the gentle light of dawn. Maya’s phone rang again just as Chloe fumbled for her keys. With a sigh, she picked up.

“Where the hell have you been, Chloe? I’ve been really worried!” Maya’s tone was sharp with annoyance and concern.

“I’m okay, Maya,” Chloe replied, attempting to sound casual. “I’m home. I just... fell asleep.”

“Why didn’t you go to Steven’s? He mentioned you didn’t show up.”

Chloe felt a knot form in her stomach. “I changed my mind. I was too exhausted.”

There was a brief silence. “Alright. But I’m coming over later. We need to have a talk.”

“Sure,” Chloe said, already dreading the upcoming conversation. “See you soon.”

After she hung up, Chloe made her way to the bathroom, yearning for a shower to cleanse her of the night’s turmoil. She turned on the water and stepped under the soothing warmth, letting it relax her weary muscles. Her thoughts wandered back to Liam and the intensity they had shared.

Suddenly, a soft creak echoed from her bedroom. Chloe froze, her heart racing.

“Who’s there?” she called out, her voice quivering.

Silence.

She turned the water off, straining to catch any sounds. Her heart raced, her skin tingling with anxiety. “Maya, is that you?” she called again, her voice shaking.

No response.

She was about to reach for her robe when someone sprang forward and grabbed it, severely throwing her back. Her hands instinctively went to her chest, her heart thumping with terror. "Who is that? She cried out, "Who's there?," she exclaimed, her voice quivering with fear.

As soon as she got out of the shower, her heart leaped into her throat. She exclaimed, covering her chest with her arms in order to hide herself, "Oh my God!" "Why are you here, and who the hell are you? Get the fuck out!