Painting Room

"This piece of art is beautiful," Hunter mentioned as his hand touched one of the paintings by the side. 

The woman in the painting was on her fours with her back arched low and her behind stretching upward to the thighs of the man behind her. Her face was filled with both pain and pleasure. It's so heavy on her that I felt it just by looking at her. 

And the one filled with so much passion and emotions was the one Hunter thinks is 'beautiful'. How dare he? 

"Which one is your favorite, Sheldon?" He asked pointing at them.

I drawled close to him and gazed at the paintings. 

"That one." 

It was a drawing of a woman lying by the side of the bed and awaiting her lover.

"I see you don't like all the dirty stuff, huh?" He teased. 

"I really don't know." I restricted myself from being an open book especially when I know he could implicate me. 

"That's fine. You like what you like. Sometimes it's hard for me to control what I feel. Too much passion so that's why I prefer the images showing me what I feel like doing." 

I gasped. "So, you feel like turning a girl over and making her feel more pain than pleasure?" 

"More than that." He sighed. "I mean, look at me." 

I was fighting it, but my eyes were subdued and they trailed from his masculine chest and tattoos to his belt and the big bulge I see standing there. 

My lips parted. Maybe because I wanted to swallow him whole and suck him till there was nothing left.

"You came here looking for a whore?" I asked watching him. 

"Something like that. I just don't take anyone. I must feel the connection first before I can do anything." 

"You're so sensual and intimate just with your words. I don't even believe you were the one who threatened me earlier in church." I scoffed. 

"You were asking for it. You insulted me." 

"That's true... I'm sorry about that, though. I was feeling cranky." 

"It's okay. I forgive you." He smiled. 

"You must be doing a lot of exercises for your muscles to be that...thick," I commented.

"Yeah, my body is my number one priority." 

"Oh... I see." 

"Guess my painting among all of this..."

"You paint?" I was surprised.

"Yeah." 

I excitedly checked out the works both hanging on the wall and arranged on a shelf. 

"This one." I was pointing at the one where a man was receiving a bj from a woman. It looked so naughty and might match his intense energy.

He chuckled, his voice vibrating in the room. "That's not mine. Try again." 

I smirked, pointing at the painting he called 'beautiful' earlier.

His joy reduced. "How did you know?"

I know because you're proud of who you are. Too proud to keep your credits and abilities to yourself.

"I know because I know." I smugly replied.

"You're right. That's mine." 

I chuckled. Laughing at the silliness. He complimented his work. That's laughable.

"Sheldon," He called and I looked at him standing right beside me. "I've never seen you this up close. You're not like I pictured you before. I feel that connection right now. It's so strong." 

"The security camera," I whispered. 

"Come," He took my hand and left me to the door side where the camera wasn't facing. 

The sound of him locking the door made me squirm in my outfit. 

I can't believe this is happening. I'm giving in to this lust. 

With one hand, he made me bend over the door frame. My hands gripped the door. He lifted my dress to my hip and he used his finger to feel my opening. It was wet. Probably wet from all the paintings we saw.

He slipped out protection and wore it on himself. I eagerly turned to see his rigid and lengthy member and veins curled around it. Oh, man. This is going inside me in less than a minute.

"You have to bend low. So low until your back hurts." He ordered using his hand to guide me. I arched my back, it was uncomfortable and that was how he wanted me to be.

"Hurry..." I urged doing everything he says with eagerness.

He shifted my undie to the side. I felt his cap tug at my opening and I closed my eyes waiting to feel the full impact of his thrust. 

He lowered his head to mine and whispered so daringly in my ear; "Sheldon, I want you to remember that you're screwing your fiancee's cousin in this small room, next to a door where people passing by can hear your screams." 

I realized what was going on. How badly this might end. I grew restless. 

"Hunter, I'm not sure we should." 

He responded with his cock grinding inside me in one swoop. I shrieked when he stretched me out on all sides. He made sure the first entrance would contain his whole length at once. He hit me senseless with how deep he reached.

"Oh! My goodness!" I was screaming. 

He started moving back and forth. His pace was too fast to understand. The door was shaking, my legs were shaking, my back was getting bent more with his hand and my pussy was getting pounded into infinity. 

I was moaning helplessly and waiting for a release to come. 

He lifted my other leg and dropped it on his shoulders. I knew I was gone at this point. My first orgasm was overwhelming and I almost fell over but he was holding me and making sure my back hurt. 

All I heard was our skin slapping and my whimpering. By the time he brought my leg down, I had my second orgasm and he joined in on the climax, increasing in size as he tried to tear my walls apart. He was disgruntled during his release like he didn't want that to happen.

But a quickie can't last for a long time.

"Damn it, my back!" I yelled falling on the floor.

"You're damn good. Who taught you how to move your hips like that? I was lost inside of you." He said fixing his clothes.

I didn't remember moving anything.

I got up just in time to adjust my wear and stand like nothing happened. 

When he turned around, I ran out of the room after unlocking the bolt. I escaped from him and found solace in Winter's office.

"I make the dumbest decision and this is one of them. He was using me despite knowing I'm not a stranger." I poured my heart out to her.

"I don't think he's intentions are pure, otherwise he shouldn't have seduced you." 

"Seduce?" I repeated.

"One thing I can tell you right now is to let Denzel know what happened before Hunter reveals everything." 

I got goosebumps by merely thinking about it. Denzel is never gonna forgive me.