2. Insane For You

SCARLETT COBBS

“I will consider marriage after a refreshing trip.”

That was how I responded to my dad’s marriage talk. Now that I was a few hours away from home, I was certain marriage still wasn't on my to-do list.

Perhaps I felt that way because I wasn't interested in the bastard that my business-oriented father had chosen to be my husband or my lack of interest was caused by my unstable mind that only needed one thing- Sex. 

Hot, Rough, and intense sex which I was determined to get.  My legs hurried down the corridor and I eventually found the room I had been searching for.

“Let’s get fucked like a cheap slut just this night, Scarly.”

I murmured to myself and pushed the door open expecting to see some men within the room, after all, it was the men’s restroom. However, not a single man was there. 

“They must have found out that a horny lioness was coming to hunt.”

I joked, letting my horniness overshadow the pain threatening to crush me from the inside. Rather than turn around to my room, I found a clean corner inside the men’s bathroom, lowered myself to the ground and my fingers quickly found the soft fabric of my thong. 

The beach-wear white gown that I chose to wear to the party was easy to raise and I purr deliciously when the easy access benefited me sexually. My fingers went in and out of my vagina and even though the pleasure I was deriving wasn't enough to quench the fire within me, I pushed further. 

Although I shouldn't be seen on a yacht masturbating, my eyes stayed glued to the door as I hoped that a man would walk in and help me stop the flow of my molten magma. However, o man came in for minutes and I was getting impatient. 

My back rested against the walls of the bathroom and I focused my mind, pushing myself down the stormy sea of my memories. Just so I wouldn't drown in that stormy sea, I was very careful as I picked the event I wanted to recall. 

I eventually found it and slowly, reality faded and a sweet past swallowed me. 

I could see him. I could touch him. My nostrils could perceive the masculine smell that I loved so much. That manly woody scent mixed with the smell of sea salt was the right combo that had been saving me from burning to death. 

I could see my Lucas.

“You look dangerously beautiful tonight, Scarly.”

Hmm... I could hear him. My Lucas’s rich voice was just right to push me into ecstasy and also pull me out of it whenever I needed to be sane or attended a meeting. He was always by my side. He even became my assistant so he could always be there for me.

My eyes flickered open just so could see his toned face. I was no longer in the men’s toilet on a yacht. I was on a dancefloor with Lucas. He was all over me and likewise me. One of my legs was secured around his waist.

My crouch was pressed softly to his crouch and his light brown eyes pierced into my light green ones. 

“You look like a whole meal, Lu.” 

I whispered into his ears and professionally lifted my second leg as he began to move to the beat of the song in the background.

“I want to eat you and also have you eat me until I lose my voice.” another set of seductive words that I knew would drive Lucas crazy for me. He was always ready for me. He was the guy I met at my lowest. He was ready for me back then even when I was in tears.

He was my guy and as I expected. Lucas groaned into my ears and he flicked his wet tongue on my ear right after he bit me. 

“I want to devour you, Scarly.”

He would never disappoint me. In the middle of a dance floor, his strong and long fingers shifted my pant. He stroked my clit. My body melted into his and I uttered breathlessly, “Devour me. Now!” 

We didn't have a room around. I knew that and he knew too before he pumped desire into me. We were in a club somewhere away from the paparazzi. We didn't have a place to fuck each other yet the fire had been ignited and my volcano was close to erupting. 

“As you wish, your horniness.” 

Despite battling with an addiction, Lucas knew how to make jokes that would ease me even before he entered me. Lucas carried me away from the party. He walked for some minutes while I hid my face in his chest. 

“Here, Baby.” 

Lucas muttered after a while and he dropped me to my displeasure. In his hands were hideous masks and when I looked around, I realized that we were in the storage room of the club. How he was able to enter this place remained a mystery. 

Without wasting time, Lucas masked my face and his too. He had a blue mask on while I had a red one. My heart skyrocketed when he said, “we have to protect your reputation while I fuck you in open corridors.” 

Damn! 

He would always find new ways to excite me. That was how he was able to cope with me for years.

I was hoisted into his arms again and he took me back to the party area but this time, we were on the highest ground. Below us were bodies of people dancing to the misc and getting drunk. 

Lucas placed my naked ass on the bar and parted my legs. His tongue met with my juicy cunt. He took his time to worship me while I willingly fall into the stormy sea. The hotness I carried began to heat up the water but it became the opposite when Lucas pushed his erection into me.

“This is better than the corridors, right, Scarly…” 

He groaned and I moaned “Yes! Yes!...” 

“I will always be here to devour you anywhere, love…” 

He said to me, pushing himself into me. My vagina walls tightened around his moving cock and I screamed, assuming that no one would hear me. 

No one heard me at first but I began to scream louder with each pound and each bite on my neck… I screamed till I was heard. My moans attracted the attention of those close by. I didn't know how close since I was lost in pleasure. 

However, those close by were weirdos. They began to cheer Lucas and me. They cheered loud enough to get everyone’s attention and Lucas being the gentleman he was, protected my nakedness from the numerous eyes.

Yet he didn't stop fucking my hot inside. I was so close to releasing and becoming less hot, Lucas could tell which was why he didn't stop. He also could tell that the presence of others was exciting to me.

“That’s the point… yeah… that–”

I made it known to My Lucas that I was close to shattering in his hands. He repeated the same movement that got me whimpering in his arms. The cheers faded. It was just Lucas and I again… in our world.

“Fuck, Scarly!”

Lucas called out with a tone that communicated his pleasure to me…

“Yeah, Lucas… Fuck me… make me cum… fuck–” 

“What the fuck!”

Lucas disappeared all f a sudden and I was purged out of the past and thrown back into reality when the harsh voice of whoever barked close to me… Lucas was gone again and I cussed because I was this close to cumming when the unknown voice snapped at me. 

“What do you think you are doing?”

My eyes met with a pair of confused ones. I was still trying to mentally be with the stranger that had walked into the toilet and jolted me out of my sweet moment down memory lane.

“I have been waiting for you…” 

He was the one I have been expecting… the needed random man and from his appearance, I knew he would do a great job at making me cum. He did choose the wrong time to show up but who was I to complain? 

“I don't even know you. This is the men’s room just in case you don’t know–”

“Can we forget about facts and delve into a more enjoyable conversation where we wouldn't be using words but bodily language?”

I countered, removed my fingers from my vagina, and rose from the floor. My fingers found their way to my mouth and I licked without taking my eyes off the starnge hazel orbs standing a few feet from me. 

“Are you insane?”

The curly hair muscular man exclaimed while I closed the distance between us. He was handsome. He was manly. My eyes fell to his crouch and despite the large size of the trouser he was wearing, I could sight his third legs.

He was the one… 

“Yes! I am insane for you…” 

Some would call it sexual assault but I grabbed that man and even though he was still confused, he didn't push me away. That was my clue to take things further…