Chapter 6:pulling me back in

Elara

The next morning I met Kael at a small café near campus. I tried to act cool, like nothing had happened. I smiled when he waved at me, let him kiss my cheek, and listened as he talked about his headache and how sorry he was for leaving the party early.

“It won’t happen again, baby,” he said, holding my hand across the table.

I nodded and laughed at his jokes, but inside my head was a mess. Every time I looked at him, I remembered Damien’s warning. And worse every time I moved, I still felt the ache between my legs from what Damien did to me on my bed. I pushed the thoughts away and told myself I was just tired. Kael seemed sweet today. Maybe Damien was wrong about him. Maybe I was the one who was messed up.

By evening, the thoughts came back stronger. I lay on my bed trying to study, but Damien’s face kept appearing in my mind his dark eyes, his strong hands, the way he groaned when he was deep inside me. I shook my head hard.

“No,” I whispered to myself. “Stop thinking about him. It was a mistake. It won’t happen again.”

I brushed it off and got ready for my night shift at the club. Work was busy like always. I smiled at customers, served drinks, and tried to keep my mind on the job. But Damien was still there, in the back of my head. It felt like I was slowly going crazy. His touch, his voice, the way he made my body feel things I never felt before it was all I could think about.

After my shift ended, I stepped out of the club feeling tired. The cool night air hit my face. Then I saw it his black car parked right across the street. My heart jumped. A mix of fear and happiness rushed through me at the same time.

Damien got out of the car and walked toward me. He looked so handsome in his dark shirt, tall and confident.

“I’m coming to the club,” he said calmly.

I stopped and stared at him, my stomach twisting. “What do you mean you’re coming to the club?”

He gave a small smile. “I usually come here. I didn’t know you work here.”

Those words hit me harder than I expected. He usually comes here? To this same club? My mind immediately pictured him picking up other girls, taking them to hotels, doing the same things he did with me. A sharp jealous feeling rose in my chest. I hated it. I had no right to feel jealous he wasn’t mine. But the thought of him with someone else made me angry and hurt at the same time.

“That will make her feel jealous,” I thought, but it was already happening to me.

I tried to sound unbothered. “Oh. Okay.”

I turned to walk away, but he caught my arm gently. “It was a joke, Elara. I wanted to see you, but I didn’t want to come to your hostel and cause problems.”

I stood there for a second, my heart beating fast. Part of me wanted to walk away. The other part wanted to stay close to him. Before I could decide, he opened the passenger door.

“Come on. Let me take you back to your hostel.”

I got into the car. The leather seats were soft and familiar. We drove in silence at first. The air felt heavy between us. When we reached my dorm, I saw the lights were still on in my room. Selene was probably inside.

“I can’t go in there right now,” I said quietly. “My friend is still awake.”

Damien didn’t say anything. He just parked the car in a darker corner of the lot, away from the street lights. The windows were tinted. No one could see inside.

I knew it was wrong. I knew I should open the door and leave. But when he looked at me with those intense eyes, something inside me gave up. I surrendered myself to him completely. I wasn’t even thinking about Kael anymore. All I could feel was the heat building between my legs again.

Damien leaned over and kissed me softly at first. Then the kiss grew deeper, hungrier. His hand slid up my thigh, pushing my short waitress skirt higher. I moaned quietly into his mouth as his fingers found my panties and pulled them aside.

“You’re already wet for me,” he whispered against my lips.

I nodded, breathing fast. I didn’t fight it this time. I wanted him. I needed him.

He pulled me over the seat until I was straddling his lap. The space was tight, but that only made it hotter. He unzipped his pants and freed his thick, hard cock. It pressed against my entrance, hot and ready. I lowered myself slowly, feeling every inch stretch me open again. A soft gasp escaped my lips as he filled me completely.

“Oh god…” I whispered.

Damien gripped my hips and started moving me up and down on his cock. The car rocked gently with our rhythm. He went deep, so deep that I felt him in places I didn’t know existed. Every slow, strong thrust made me tremble.

“You feel so good,” he groaned, his voice low and rough. “So tight and warm around me.”

I rode him harder, my hands on his shoulders for support. My small breasts bounced inside my top. He pulled my shirt down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently while he thrust up into me. Pleasure shot through my whole body.

“Yes… like that…” I moaned softly, trying not to be too loud.

He fucked me steadily, deep and deliberate. His cock hit that sweet spot inside me again and again. I could feel my juices coating him, making everything slick and easy. The windows started to fog up. My body moved with his, surrendering completely. I wasn’t thinking about right or wrong anymore. I only knew I didn’t want him to stop.

When my orgasm hit, it came strong and sudden. I buried my face in his neck and cried out quietly as my pussy clenched tight around his thick cock. Waves of pleasure rolled through me.

Damien held me closer and thrust a few more times before he came too, groaning my name as he filled me with his warm cum. We stayed like that for a while, breathing hard, my head resting on his chest.

After a few minutes, he kissed my forehead softly, just like before.

“Be careful going inside,” he said gently.

I nodded, still feeling dizzy and satisfied. I fixed my clothes and slipped out of the car. My legs felt weak as I walked toward my dorm. The guilt was already creeping in, but my body felt too good to care right now.

I knew I had crossed the line again. And deep down, I was scared because I wasn’t sure I wanted to stop.