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CHAPTER 3– Regret
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2025-03-08 20:13:16ELENA
He stood up and unbuttoned his shirt.
I gasped when I saw him, his forearm flexing with each movement he made.
He removed his pants and the bulge in his briefs made my pussy clench.
Finally, he removed them and I stared down at the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
“Suck” he commanded
So I reached for his hard cock and brought them to my mouth, using my tongue to swirl at the tip as he groaned.
Pulling my hair backwards, he pushed his full length down my throat and I felt a tear sting at the corner of my eyes.
I let my tongue glide down to the underside of his veiny cock, a soft moan escaping my mouth.
I took his hard length and sucked until my jaws couldn’t anymore.
“Good girl, you look so good taking my cock in your pretty mouth”
His raw words made me sucker harder.
Reaching for the night stand, he took out a condom and tore it.
Realization of what was about to happen dawned on me. This wasn’t the way I envisioned I would lose my virginity. I had imagined it to be on a bed of roses with my boyfriend, not with a stranger who looks like a Greek god.
“What is it”
“Nothing,” I replied.
I didn’t want him to know this was going to be my first time.
He wore the condom, gave me a little tease and pushed into me.
I let out a sharp cry of pain.
“What the fuck! Are you virgin”
“Yes, I replied with tears threatening to come out.
“Why didn’t you tell me”
“I didn’t want you to take it easy with me”
“I never go slow, but I will for you”
Then he pushed into me again but slower.
He thrusts in and out slowly until I adjusted to his size and he went faster, each stroke feeding me with a sweet pain I didn’t know I needed.
In between, the condom broke and he went in raw. But I didn’t stop him
My breasts bounced wildly from the force of the pounding. And my mouth hung open, unable to speak or think. Just then I felt another orgasm building up.
“So fucking tight” he lowered his head and sank his teeth into the curve of my neck as we both came with loud cry.
Panting, he slumped beside me while I stood to go into the bathroom to clean myself up.
After I was done, I returned to the room to find him back on his phone, his brows furrowed as he typed.
Taking my side of the bed, without saying a word I closed my eyes and let the tears spill, I sobbed silently the guilt of what I had just done eating me up.
I woke up to the weight of a hand pressed on my belly, I turned and saw him still asleep, his face cast a beautiful glow under the morning sunlight.
I quietly shifted him and stood up, my soreness a painful reminder of yesterday.
Without much thought, I tiptoed to where my clothes were laying on the floor, picked them up and left the room.
I dressed in the living room, making sure I made no sound so he didn't wake up.
I was going to pretend yesterday didn’t happen, if I leave before he wakes up he has no chance of finding out who I am and I hope I never see him again.
With this thought I slipped out of the apartment shutting the door firmly behind me.
Luckily, I flagged down a taxi outside the building.
I entered it without looking back.
It was 7.00am when I got home and I knew mom was still sleeping. Papà had gone on a business trip, he would have been livid if he knew I didn’t sleep at home.
I set my heels down, tiptoeing through the hallway, but before I could reach the stairs, a voice cut through the silence.
“Elena?”
I froze.
I turned to see my sister standing in the doorway of her room, arms crossed over her chest, eyebrows raised.
She was still dressed, her silk robe loosely tied around her waist. Her dark eyes, so much like mine, skimmed over me with sharp intuition.
“Where have you been?” Alessia asked.
“Gosh you scared me!
“That’s not my question”
“Don’t make noise if not mamma will wake up”
“Well, answer my question” she said as she followed me to my room.
Making sure the door was locked, I dropped my bag and started undressing.
“Elena” she sounded impatient.
““I slept with someone yesterday” the words flew out of my mouth.
Her eyes widened. “Wait… what?”
“I—” I bit my lip, struggling to find the words. “It just happened. I wasn’t planning on it, but I—”
Her gaze sharpened. “Who?”
I hesitated. “I don’t know.”
She blinked. “What do you mean you don’t know?”
“I don’t know,” I replied honestly.
“You can’t be serious right now, you slept with a total stranger you met at the club? What on earth came over you, this is unlike you”
“I know, you don’t have to make me feel worse about it”
She reached for my hand, squeezing it. “Talk to me”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “It wasn’t bad. It was…” I hesitated, my mind flashing back to him—the way he kissed me like he was claiming me, the way his hands made me forget everything except him. “It was intense.”
“I just don’t want to see him anymore”.
“I don’t know about that, this city might be big but the people are connected to each other”.
“If Mamma and Papà find out, you will be in big trouble”.
They won’t.” I cut in, firm. “No one will.”
She gave me a pointed look. “Are you sure?”
I nodded, forcing myself to believe it. “It was just one night. I’ll never see him again.”
I didn’t know then how wrong I was.
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