The Sacrifice

Olivia.

“Make love to me, Andrew.” I repeated and pulled off my gown.

He moved backwards with the cheque in his hand midair. “Olivia,” He breathed out my name. “This money will make a good difference in your life. Think about it.” 

“You are right,” I lied. And I am grateful.” His face relaxed. It's obvious he was clearly sick in the head for thinking that his new status as a billionaire could make any difference in the irreparable loss and pains he had caused me. With zero remorse on his face he handed the cheque to me. 

“Thank you, Andrew.” I grabbed the cheque, and forced a smile that creased the corners of my eyes. "This money is nothing to me.” I started to shred into pieces.

“Olivia!” His voice thundered “What are you doing?”

“No amount of money can ever equal what you might taste like, Andrew.” I flashed him an inviting glance and cupped my breasts with my hands.  “ I want to have a real taste of you.”

“I am married to Beatrice for heaven sake!”

“One-time sex with me won't change that fact,” I moved closer to him until he was an inch away. “I am sure you enjoyed it so much the night you tricked me into having sex with you.”

“I can't—” He wanted to say something but I pressed my lips on his and started to kiss him gently. 

“I have been jonesing for you since your wedding dinner night, Andrew.” My tone was smooth and believable. 

He cupped my chin and gently lifted my face up to meet his eyes. “One time sex it is, Olivia. And no one must know.” 

I smirked and nodded in a way that concealed the hate I felt for him.

As soon as Andrew pulled off his clothes he nudged me to the bed and started to kiss me hungrily. In a very mindful manner he touched me in places that mattered while he locked his eyes with mine. He watched me moan his name under his weight. For once, I forgot about who he truly was and let myself be consumed by the pleasure that came with his touches. 

“Olivia,” His voice was husky. “Let's get at it and be done with it for good.” He spaced my legs and slid himself inside me. Goodness! His warmth inside me set my whole body on fire that I began to squirm like a worm in distress.

“Andrew,” I managed to get a steady voice. “No amount of money could have given me this heaven-like pleasure.” I encircled my legs around him to  secure his waist as his thrusts intensified. 

Climaxing, I was almost breathless. “A-n-d-r-e-w,” soft moans punctuated my voice. “This feels so good.”

For a while we were lost in our own world, exploring each other's bodies, until Andrew let out a sweet cry and spilled his cum inside me. His grip tightened on my body for a while before he loosened it and rolled over to the other side of the bed.

Just when the pleasure from the sex waned, a new feeling of hatred welled inside me. Man, I hate that I had to use my body to get back at this monster. I pushed the hair that strung across my face and tucked it behind my ear. “You are great in bed. Really great.”

“That seals it off, yeah?” He asked, pulling on his pants “I gave you what you asked for.” He moved closer to me and gripped me by my wrist. “The past has been buried now! Nothing should remind me of it and what we just did together minutes ago.” 

“Yeah.” I replied in monotone. If only he saw through my mind, he would have asked heaven to beg me on his behalf. But, he was such a remorseless fool that thought money could undo all the harm he had caused me. Uncomfortable with my nakedness now, I hastened up and wore my clothes. “Goodbye, Andrew.” I walked toward the door.

“It's a goodbye to the past and everything that happened in this room.” His voice trailed across as I peeled the door open, and before banging it behind me, I smirked triumphantly and squinted my eyes..