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Darcy I was sure I was going to pass out from overstimulation if he fucked me more, yet I wanted all of it, my body and soul had never experienced anything like this, it came alive under his touch the way nothing ever could, and I wanted everything that man had to give me, even if it meant losing myself in a haze. It was exhilarating and terrifying, and incredible. And I thought I had known pain before. When Rhys pulled out of me, I was a sobbing mess, my knees felt weak from exhaustion, and my pussy felt wetter than it had ever felt but it was sore. Rhys had fucked me so hard that I lost count of how many times I came. The only thing that kept me awake now was the echoes of his voice, as he caressed my breasts while kissing my tears away, it turned me on greatly, sending more wetness to my still-wet pussy but I knew better not to ask for more.His hands found their way to my hair, it made me sleepy.“Tired?” he asked.I nodded, feeling too weak to talk.“Want to have a bath first?”
RhysAfter I left Tessa’s room, I couldn’t seem to make it past the hallway again because I craved her and we went through it all over again. The next morning, the reality of what we had done washed over us, the memories flooding through my mind, leaving her wide-eyed and confused. She sat up, turning her attention towards me as she stared deeply into my eyes, searching for an answer. She didn't have to say anything because I knew what she was asking.“Hi?” She whispered.“Hi,” I whispered back.Then the moments of uncomfortable silence followed. We just stared at each other, neither of us sure where to start. I could see the thoughts and questions racing in her mind, wanting answers, but unsure if I'd be able to provide any at that moment.“Um that was nice, thank you?” it came out like a question from her lips, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink, and I just sighed. She looked adorable.But why did I feel guilty? I hated feeling guilty, I hated being responsible for anyone, I
DarcyI couldn't believe I had let that happen. It wasn't like me to lose control like that , but it just happened. It felt like we were in the middle of a movie set – and we had just finished playing out one scene, and all of a sudden it was raining hard.I couldn't have been so stupid! I had begged him to touch me, I had screamed out his name over and over again last night while he slammed into me like an animal possessed. And now that I had finally gotten what I wanted… he had to say that.Shame washed over me , and tears stung my eyes as I walked down the street, trying to keep from crying in public. I could not believe this – not after everything we had done last night. But when I thought about how it had ended, my insides turned to ice.I didn't know what I was thinking, maybe that I had seen some level of vulnerability from him? But he was Rhys Madigan, the famous playboy, the one who had kissed another woman even though our marriage was fake. Why was I surprised that he woul
Darcy I looked around me and back to my phone again but there was no sign of anything being off. The windows of my room wove in and out of the grey concrete walls surrounding me like the branches of a large tree. I stared at the window. How did this person know this? No one knew anything about me, not even Vincent and Cory.So this time, as much as it pained me to admit it, I didn't think it was them.I looked at the picture again, it was a photo of our home, the place that held memories including the ones I wanted to forget.Who knew who I really was? How did they find this place? And why? Could it have been Rhys? But why would he go through all of this stress? Rhys couldn't do that, right?What was happening with me? I had lost focus on getting back my child and then this? I didn't hear the door to my room open until someone tapped me. I jumped up, afraid.“Why are you so jumpy?" Rhys Demanded softly. "You startled me!" I exclaimed as if it was not enough reason. Why was here?
Darcy “Let me go!” I spat out and there wasn’t any anger behind it anymore, just the desperate fear of being trapped here forever, locked in with no grip on myself. I wanted it but I could also lose myself at once and I didn't want that.“How long are you going to keep running away from me?” Rhys’s breath fanned my face and his words were low, husky like when he was aroused. That was what this was about then. The chase. “Are you afraid to be around me? Or are you afraid of how much I will make you scream in pleasure” He watched my pupils dilate, and my lips form a small line as I swallowed. His hands gripped me tighter but there was still distance between them, an inch at most. I needed him to touch me more and yet he couldn’t. I knew why. “Get off me” I pushed his hands away and he pulled back immediately. I took advantage of the slight break in contact to slip away from his grasp, leaving a wide gap between us before walking out of the door. He didn't stop me this time.Today, C
Unknown Pov“Hello madam Margaret” I went back to see her again and from the look of things, she wasn't pleased to see me. The last time we did business together, she thought she was underpaid. But I thought she was just a greedy old hag.“You are here” her tone was cold and clipped. “What brings you here today?” The room was quiet and as if it had no one in it other than the two of us. It felt like a funeral room. I could feel a slight tremor in my hand when I placed it on the table. Her eyes flickered towards mine and then away.There were girls in the room, her girls and maybe one day she'll sell them off like she did with the last batch as well.The thought alone sent anger flowing through my veins like acid in water and the urge to tear into something became overwhelming. My fists clenched tightly at my sides, threatening to crack open a fingernail with how hard they were clenching. Why was I pissed? She could do all she wanted.“Ladies!” Madam Margaret clapped her hands and the
RhysIf there was anything I knew, Tessa was so stubborn. I don't know how she had managed to sneak out of the house but she did and I couldn't blame her. She'd been indoors for too long.I had driven down everywhere I thought she could possibly be , and found nothing. There was no sign of her anywhere, not outside or at the park we had once gone to, not anywhere.When I decided to drive back home, I caught sight of her along the side walk and pulled over. Her hair was a mess, face tear-stained and red from definitely from crying and I couldn't tell what was going on.“Do you want a ride?” she was still strolling and it looked like it was going to rain, she didn't notice me or maybe she did but she increased her pace.“It is becoming a routine, I don't want a ride,” She told me straight to my face. That was a lot of redness, I thought as I looked into her eyes.I still drove a little, matching her pace. I didn't usually do this, in fact, I had never done this. The girls were always co
Darcy I had been sneaking out of the house to Vincent’s mansion. And I waited, watching them from afar and his family seemed to be leaving for some occasion.And I felt angry when I saw Cory walk out holding my child. I was jealous and upset. I had always imagined that one day I’d be the one to hold my child, not the other way around.How could they go on as if everything was alright? Everything in this life is a lie; it never seems to stop. And I didn’t even know what was happening. All I knew was that something was wrong, but I couldn’t tell what exactly It was or what to do.Now looking at the face of the man in front of me as he yelled “Get out!” His voice was loud, more commanding than the thundering of waves on rocks, but no less threatening to the man in front of me. I had taken out the frustration of every ounce of anger I felt on him.I panicked, and without a word, I opened the car and stepped out into the rain . It wasn't just raining, it was pouring. The wind howled over
RhysAs I drove through the gates, my heart began to race again, I felt so free, so alive, my insides were ecstatic. They understand.They always understand me.After parking, Liam took his keys from me and I began to move into the house, I almost ran.What was wrong with me? felt nervous, excited, terrified.Why was I so affected by seeing Tessa again? Did she really make that big of a difference? Did I really get so attached? How could I ever explain that I missed her so badly to anyone? I was making it through the hallway when Claire's voice rang out from behind me.“Rhys! You are home!” Claire had come down the stairs. Her face lit up as soon as she caught sight of me, it was a mixture between relief and joy. “Claire” I called out, smiling at her too. Something was different about the smile she had on. It reeked of extra excitement and something else.She had her hands stretched open in front of her, it surprised me. I couldn't remember the last time we had such a moment. But I
RhysIt felt like forever since I last saw Tessa and I missed everything about her. It felt like I had forgotten the smell of home, like there was no home! Three days of torture, three days of not knowing if she was okay, if our child was okay, three days of not seeing her face, three days of not being able to hold her in my arms, three days of not being able to kiss her on the forehead, three days of not getting to feel the warmth of her body against mine. Three days of waiting.Three days of wishing to hear her voice again, her laugh.Liam had managed to convince me otherwise, I planned to leave immediately after the all-ceos meeting was over. No one was CEO yet so Vincent and I had attended- separately of course.Liam had told me how unwise it was to drive through the city in the middle of the night. I wasn’t scared, I was sure I could handle anything yet he didn't listen.“Oh my goodness, look at you!” He had one of his annoying smiles on my face.“What is wrong with me?” I was i
DarcyI believed in miracles. They were beautiful, rare things that everyone needed, it just depended if you trusted them or not. I didn't trust mine, if you were me you wouldn't trust it too. Rhys had gone on a trip after our awkward moment. He had made sure to leave an order not to let me out of sight. It explained why the guards were always a few feet away from me, pretending to be occupied by whatever they were doing.They were not so sleek, I knew they were watching me.It had been two days since he travelled and I missed him terribly and my heart ached terribly. I missed his touch, I missed his hugs and I definitely missed his kisses. It made the emptiness even more evident.Even worse than missing him I felt lost without him, my mind went blank whenever the door closed behind me, my heart ached and my body trembled in anticipation.I was losing my mind, I had lost it, it was pathetic. I had fought it for too long, in as much as I had denied it, I had to be truthful to myself f
RhysShe didn't say she loved me back or anything, she was just angry.I felt selfish for not thinking about her, for just wanting her to keep the baby.I went back into my office and worked relentlessly on the papers throwing my anger and frustration into it It helped, but not enough. My insides growled with fury, I could hear the constant bashing of my anger’s teeth, I needed to control it or it would scare Tessa. I knew she was having problems, the new news about the baby was probably making her more anxious than usual but there wasn't any need to panic. I almost let out humourless laughter at the thought of that. Here I was having the toughest mental battle and I was thinking of Tessa and the fetus. Thinking about not wanting to scare her, I didn't want to hurt her, something was welcoming about her arms, her soft warm body, I loved being close to her, she smelled like heaven and she calmed me down, no one could ever do that. No one could be as strong and brave and passionate a
Darcy“Do you not want this baby?” Rhys asked me as I looked down at my stomach which was still flat.His eyes were focused on me and there was no place to hide in his eyes. If it was me then I might have had the strength but looking into a face that could kill you without even raising their hand. Okay I was exaggerating.But I didn't think he understood me, he wouldn't understand me.“I don't know Rhys, I don't what to do. I don't want to raise a child like this. I mean what we have is built on lies. You sometimes act irrationally, and I do that too. I don't even know what this is” I gestured to my stomach and his eyes fell to it before he looked back up into my face.My hands felt cold and clammy but it was so hot outside it was getting hard to tell who it was feeling cold. And why am I sweating? “I understand you. You have every right to feel the way you but we can make things right” he said with confidence.And that made him sound so real. It was almost convincing enough to conv
RhysI woke up to myself on the bed, there was no sign of the golden skin beside me, there was no hair sprawling out over the pillow next to me, and no one snoring lightly in bed beside me. I sat up in confusion. Where were the colorful walls and windows? It took me a while to register that I was in my room, I had not gone back to Tessa's room, I must have slept off and didn't return to Tessa’s room.“I am awake Claire” she answered from inside.I didn't say it was not Claire, I opened the door and went in.She had her back turned to me, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, a canvas was in front of her. She was holding a book and she had a pen sticking out her mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. It would have been cute if I didn't still feel guilty.She looked up.“Oh, it's you,” she said calmly.Her attention was back on the book, and she was focused. Her brows creased slightly in concentration.“Why are you reading so early?” I asked to walk closer to her, I wanted t
DarcyI had lost count of the number of times Rhys and I had sex. In his bedroom, in mine, in his bathroom, in mine, on the walls of our rooms, on the floors of our room, on the couch in my bedroom, one time in my favorite spot in the garden during one cold night and even in his car.We did everything, anything. It was amazing, the way he took me, how he touched me, how he knew exactly where my most sensitive spots were, and how he would always use those exact spots to send me over the edge. He always knew how to work me over. He knew exactly which part of my body he could make me scream or how to elicit any other sound I have in me.I loved it all. It was fun.It was wild.It was something that made our bodies shake uncontrollably. Every time it felt like the first time all over again.And that was always a rush. I loved it.The way that he made me feel sexually, the way that he gave me sensations.But I couldn't express how I have felt for the past few days. I got tired of doing n
Rhys Sex with Tessa was magic, it was enchanting and I wouldn't lie about not being intoxicated. It felt like the first time whenever our bodies met, I didn't seem to get enough, I didn't want to get enough, I couldn't. Nothing was worth hearing like her moans and soft screams, her pleas for more and more I gave, more I craved.I had gotten home from securing a new position at the fund raisers meeting. I felt uneasy, everything was making me uneasy and I was suddenly worried about Tessa. Was she alright? She wasn't in her room “Where is Tessa?” I asked, I watched as the maids rushed through what they were doing before their eyes turned to Tessa.“She hasn't been in here today, I gave her some books she is probably reading them” Claire finally spoke up.She must be in her favorite part of the garden. I smiled at the memory of taking her in that same place, muffling her moans with kisses while the cold breeze caressed our skins.It was then I heard screams, from females, it sounded l
DarcyHe had brought me to sit on his lap as he wiped my tears away, my buttcheeks hurt so bad as he forced me to sit, knowing how much it would sting.“Will you disrespect me again, Tessa?” he asked almost gently, that one would think he couldn't hurt a fly.“No” I sniffled.His cock brushed against my pussy and I let out a gasp.He chuckled lightly.“Is this what you want Tessa?” I couldn't tell if he was playing games with me or not.I nodded my head like a little child begging for ice cream.“Do you want me to fuck you?” He teased me. “Do you want me to make your pussy wet? Wetter than it already is? Do you want me to suck your cunt until you scream?”I blushed as I thought of the possibility of him doing just that. I nodded eagerly.“Say the words Tessa” His voice turned low and dangerous. “Do you want me to do anything dirty to you princess”That's when I understood what game he was playing. He wanted me to beg.“Yes” I told him.“Yes what?” he pressed on.“Yes, please I want y