SCARLETT COBBS
Lucas was gone but I have found a mysterious man with hazel eyes and curly black hair that made him appear cute. However, his muscles were enough to give him that rough masculine look…
And I wouldn't lie, he looked better than Lucas. Lucas was cute but this man wasn't cute like a female. He was manly and I wondered if he would make me feel better than Lucas had in the past.
Would he be able to hit that point within me and stop the volcano from erupting?
I asked myself when I dropped my beach gown to the floor of the room I would be leaving as soon as the daybreak.
I was about to have sex on the sea… fantastic!
Although I would have loved having sex on the sea in the men’s restroom, this wasn't bad either. Mr. Mysterious seemed to have a lot to hide and he couldn't take a risk like me and just like Lucas would have done.
He wasn't My Lucas… get used to that Scarlett.
The way he kissed me. Deedepky and roughly wasn't the same way Lucas would have.
Lucas this… Lucas that.
I couldn't stop comparing each flick of the stranger’s tongue to that of Lucas which my body was used t and had memorized at some point in our relationship. My fingers were fast to undress the random man I had picked and when my hands settled on his bare chest, I still compared him to Lucas…
However, this man won this time. Lucas wasn't built like he was and my femininity felt safe around the stranger whose name I would rather not know.
“Are you having a change of heart?”
He detached his tasty lips from mine to my dismay. Why would I change my mind when the fire within was still burning painfully?
“You are rigid as hell…Relax and trust me. Just for tonight.”
My mind did a 360 turn when I heard him speak with a lower tone. I exhaled with my mouth and threw Lucas out into the sea just like he threw me into the volcano within me. I formatted my brain and mind just for the night and allowed the curly-haired guy to control the movement of my molten magma.
“You aren’t soft either.”
I teased, grabbing his hard cock.
He reacted to my statement by holding me close, squeezing me tight, and the way he looked me deep in the eyes… damn! That was hot. As if he was marking me despite knowing that tonight will be all we have to be like this.
He picked me up again and walked to the bed, caressing me as he took steps. I felt so hot. He raised me higher before he got to the bed and his tongue lapped on my nipples, making me arch my back.
“Hmm hmm… just like that…”
I was hot initially but now that he was feasting on my breast after laying me on the bed, he turned me on even more and made me hotter. He didn't waste time. He was also in a hurry just like me.
His soft lips left my breasts, trailing down low. Was he going to eat me out? Oh my god! I do like being kissed down there but wasn't he concerned about the fact that we just met?
“We can either waste time by making me part those legs myself or you can help us both get this over with by parting your legs…. Widely enough…”
Oh, my fucking fuck!
It wasn't just what he said. It was the way he said those words to me. His eyes were on mine and despite the low lightening of the room, I could see that he had also lost his patience. He wasn't the guy I picked from the restroom anymore. His voice carried desire and that alone made my molten magma flow freely within me. The free flow went straight to my core and that compelled me to part my legs… widely enough for his head to fit in.
And damn did he eat me out like he had been starving for years. I let him. His tongue… his fingers and those subtle bites he delivered down there… and those deep licks and sucks.
There was no way I could stop myself from becoming jelly on the bed.
“Sweet. You are so sweet.”
He uttered and I cried out when he latched on my clitoris again with full force this time. His hands were on my knees, parting and exposing my ore to his skillful mouth.
Who was Lucas again?
I thought to myself but when the guy's tongue entered my feminine opening that was already as sensitive as it could ever be, I found myself clenching the sheet and murmuring, “Oh Lu…”
I moaned…
Since my body had been wired to react to Lucas, it was normal that I moaned his name. If the guy pleasuring me heard that, he didn't react. He continued eating me out, shattering me.
When I arched my back too high, he placed one of his hands on my lower belly, pushing me back down until I pleaded with him. “Please.” I whimpered.
Gone was the coolness of the sea… I was hot as hell itself and I couldn't take the tease and foreplay anymore. He wasn't giving me enough to make me cum. It was just enough to drive me crazy for his touch and to shatter before him.
“Give me mo-mo-more…”
I squeaked as a shiver ran down my spine and to my vagina.
“I also want more…”
He kissed me down there one last time and his head came back upward. His lips molded with mine and I moaned into the kiss when I tasted my juice on his tongue and lips. I twisted underneath him as he pressed his muscular body into mine.
He was three times my size yet I loved the way he crushed me into e bed. His lengthy wood grind against my needy cunt, sending a sweet sensation through my burning body.
And then, he dived in.
“Shit!” He groaned and pushed so deep inside me…
“Ohhh…” I let him swim in my body as he dived deeper like a medalist swimmer. Heck! He was good.
Each stroke was different and I have had a lot of sex to be a judge of his sexual abilities. If I say this curly-haired guy is good in bed and in me, trust me… he was good. The kind of good that would make any woman except me come back to him after very round.
I did return to him after he rode through my high tides with me. My molten magma cooled down after the forest release but the random guy and I didn't stop there.
He fucked me against everything in the room… the door. He couch. The mini fridge. The table. The window. Just name it and my juice and our swat would be found there.
He fucked me hard until my body gave in to fatigue and darkness drowned me in the most relaxing way ever. For the first time in a month, I slept deeply and the wave of fatigue hit me hard enough to knock me out before the guy could pull out of me.
“You won't release my cock but I have to leave….”
I think I heard him say and “I can't be seen with you.”
Well, that made the two of us… yet the walls of my vagina tightened and his hard cock was the last thing I felt before letting go of my consciousness. I slept for hours straight. Sex was the best thing anyone could be addicted to… hmm.
I was awakened by bright light and the soft snore that kept creeping into my peaceful state of mind. I was still struggling to ignore those two factors when I heard familiar vibrations. It was my phone.
“I needed more sleep. Heck!”
I cussed but attempted to get out of bed and get the phone. My mind had forgotten about the random guy but his hold on my waist reminded me right after I fell back into the bed.
My eyes widened because I believed he would have left. I thought the snores were from the room next to mine since I had been getting those for days but turned out my random one-night stand was still with me...
On my bed… holding me.
I turned around slowly to look at him. He was at peace. His features were relaxed as he snored softly. His appearance pulled me in but thankfully, my phone vibrated again, pulling me out of my daze.
Sex with him was so amazing and the vacation was too but it was time to get. I detached our bodies, checked my phone, and saw that I had received texts from my driver, saying he was already outside the yacht.
The yacht was back in California… I was back home.
“I should thank you for the amazing sex but I have to leave… I guess this is goodbye, Mister.”
I said to his sleeping frame, wear the same dress as last night, three a jacket on, and left the room, pulling my box behind me.
I left him and my free days behind but I would soon be back. I would be back but not for him.
THIRD PERSON’S POV "You know, it would do no damage if you told me where you were going that night," Scarlett asked as she leaned back on the lounge close to the pool area, hands on her belly, watching as Finn flipped steak on the grill. It had been three months now and that question had gone unanswered. No excuse for the lie Finn told could exonerate him. He turned towards her and sighed. "If you worry less about that night and more about the babies we are to have in less than six months, it'd be a good thing." She sat up. "Really? My husband sneaking out of the house late at night when he's supposed to fuck me the next morning doesn't deserve an answer?" Finn blew out a heavy breath and flipped the steak again before he turned to look at her, both hands on his hip. He looked really funny in the apron he was wearing. "I am starting to believe that the only reason you keep asking me this question is because I should have been fucking you instead of sneaking out of
SCARLETT. Worst day of my life. I didn't want to think of how things had gone this morning; how I had cried several times and ruined my makeup. How I had yelled at everyone, not minding if they were just there to do their jobs. None of the bridesmaids were my friends. I had told my friends I didn't want them to be bridesmaids when I was getting married to a man I hated the most. Wasn't it weird to be married to another man while going through a heartbreak from another to whom you had confessed your feelings to and he had done the same? Things were only going to get shittier from here and my parents were to blame. I hadn't spoken to either of them and as my father curled his arm for me to slip mine through, I cursed the day I was born into this family. I should have been poor and less privileged. Maybe Finn and I would have gotten married. I wondered what he was doing now. Happy with his family, on his way to falling in love with another woman who wasn't as problematic as
FINN. I'd gotten to the verge of telling her that I was her groom. It had taken a lot of restraint for me to actually walk away. As I drove towards the warehouse, I stared at the bag she had returned to me and sighed. I hated to put her in this position but that was it. After dealing with Kelvin tomorrow, I was to see the designer in charge of my wedding tux to get it fitted. It was going to be a long day for me tomorrow. As soon as I got to the warehouse, one of the guards standing by the entrance of the warehouse hurried towards me and bowed. "Boss, they are all waiting inside for you." Was I ever going to get used to being addressed as boss and treated like one? Because why did it feel a little weird that this man was treating me like a god? My father must have really had a huge impact on them for them to show me this much respect, age regardless. The warehouse was filled with people. Some worked on cars, and some sat around tables with drinks in front of them,
SCARLETT. All day, I waited for Finn to return with mixed feelings. What if something went wrong again? Wasn't he going to see Raya? He was supposed to be back in about three hours. But it was seven hours already and quite late. I had tried distracting myself with movies but then, my father had sent a text, telling me that my wedding dress was ready and would be delivered on my wedding day because he didn't want me ruining it. What the hell was going on? When I sent him a text, informing him that I was no longer getting married and that I didn't care if he was going to take all that I had, I didn't get a response. Calling him was futile because he didn't even pick up my call. I had to call my mother, who informed me that everything happening right now was out of her control. I had been infuriated by her words but that was it, I guess. I had spent the rest of the day fuming and waiting for Finn to return so I could narrate my ordeal to him. I was in the
FINN. For someone who I had believed was so powerful and controlling and could do anything he liked, Scarlett's father could really be humbled. After he had asked me to wait, he had led me to his study, his demeanor changing from one of scorn to the utmost respect. It was really amusing to see him humbled. We spoke for minutes and he decided that we had to work together. I hadn't made it easy for him anyway. I kept throwing jabs of how much of a terrible father he had been to Scarlett. "Finn, I know all of these," He had said at one point. "But I had to do certain things because she was my only child. If I hadn't been hard on her, she wouldn't be where she is today." "By that, you mean being aware that she was molested when she was a teenager and you did nothing about it? Going ahead to get her married to the same man who molested her when she was young. That's how you thought you were training her?" I asked, my voice laced with disgust. "You really did a bad job
FINN. I watched as she slept in my arms. We had talked after our kiss and she'd told me how she'd been at the therapist's twice this week and was getting better. I was so proud of her. She could actually do without me having to be there. She was becoming a better version of herself and I was extremely glad that I was there to witness it. I was never going to let her leave my side. She belonged to me now and it felt refreshing to know that this woman loved me as much as I did and had, in fact, loved me for a long time. Things were starting to fall into place. Meeting her was a miracle. I had to admit that to myself. Ignoring the ups and downs, she was really a blessing to me. Somehow, she has made me a better version of myself to her and my family. With her, I'd been able to afford a whole lot and I found out the truth about my father's life and how he was killed. I couldn't tell her. This was top secret but there was someone else I could tell. Someone who knew