All Chapters of Bad Mistake [Her Sweetest Mistake]: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Winding my fingers into his thick, dark hair, my perspective was unique. Williams' technique was perfect, like never before. As I watched myself in the mirror, the flushed woman gasping, dripping with sweat and covered in wax, I couldn't believe that was me. First, he inserted one finger vaginally. I clawed at his head, holding him tightly then he inserted anally. He continued finger-to-finger, inserting his finger into my anus with the wax oil. Reaching up, I grabbed onto the edge of the sink, trying to keep my balance and not lose sight of the sweaty, uninhibited girl getting finger banged in the mirror. The longer he played with me and the way his tongue floated and flicked over my swollen nub made me scream. I couldn't control myself as he touched inside my holes, probing different spots creating an inner sensation that sent searing irritation but also irresistible tingling. This was like nothing else and the burn from earlier mixed with both fingers in me now with his probing,

I was surprised but Mr. Williams said, "All this time, years before coming here, I didn't want to face it, but I thought to myself, 'it's time to let it go'." He was contemplative, glancing around the room. I wondered if he was seeing everything as it had been. Was he missing anything now that it was gone? "So, it's true that the room was set up as it had been for years until very recently?" "Yes," he said. "I needed a change, though." "Is it because of me?" I asked. I didn't know how I was being so bold. It certainly wasn't bravery. I realized that about myself when my heart stopped without his answer. If anything, I was hanging on his every word. Mr. Williams wasn't one to hold onto things it seemed, but there were areas of his life that he cared about like the bond with his son and apparently whatever was in this room. I could feel that there had once been life in here and now, it was permeating with energy despite its bareness. Instead of speaking, he walked over to a drawe

Ada POV:: I’m getting tired of Mila pushing Everett onto me to deal with while she stays home and gets to enjoy exciting things with Mr. Williams. Glancing in the side mirror of Everett’s car, I saw my reflection and couldn’t deny it; I regretted coming on this vacation, especially when Everett yelled at me for Mila. That felt terrible. I also felt guilty that I wanted to leave, especially after what happened to Mila in the hospital. She was my best friend but I was bored and starting to feel down. At least she was having fun. I wanted that for her. The ride to the exhibit was quiet and awkward. I stared out the windows watching the people walking along, some sauntering, others rapidly traipsing. Sighing, my breath fogged up the window. I used my sleeve to wipe it away. Being with Everett only upset me, lately. I don’t know why I agreed to go with him in the first place. Of course, Mila needed time to rest but Everett was a pain in the ass. Now, I was stuck with him. I felt relie

Everett POV::Ada's bullying story flung me into memories of childhood, when I'd moved from Los Angeles. I didn't have friends for a long time; only Mila was there to play with me. Our relationship was always good, but then I met some cool guys who changed me into who I am now. I'd been bullied, like Ada and now that I knew that, it made me feel closer to her. My deepest worry is that people will see me as that skinny, weak kid again. That's why I've done all I have to make sure that part of me stays hidden. But Ada just told me a similar story and she was one of the most popular girls around. I didn’t feel so alone and weird anymore. Everyone looked up to her and once I was around less, Mila became Ada's best friend. The two of them together were unstoppable but I managed to persist in their lives. At least, that's probably how they saw it. I held Ada in my arms, her scent and body warmth made me unable to resist. She was a very experienced girl and her passion the night we had s

"Yes, I have something to tell you," she said. Slowly, she opened the door and waved me in. My breathing was shallow as I made my way closer. Sitting perched beside her on the bed, I braced myself. Was she going to tell me the entire thing? Her face fell as she said, "Before we went on this vacation, me and Everett ran into each other at a bar and had a drunken fling. I don't know how to explain it to you." Immediately, I should have been relieved. She must have been referring to when we all went out and I brought Robert to cover as my boyfriend. Could it really be just that? No, I couldn't trust myself to see reality clearly. I had to make a gesture to see what she'd say. "You mean the night he tried to make me jealous, and I kicked him? I'm going to confront him. That isn't anything he can hold over your head," I said rising from the bed. She reached out and stopped me, holding firmly to my bare arm. I looked at her trying to wring free, but she wouldn't let go. "Don't do it," s