10. Urges

~Vivian~

Steve glanced at me briefly and asked, “Are you okay?”

I smiled. “I’m fine,” I responded nervously.

“Relax, everything will be alright. As long as you're with me your future is bright,” he assured me.

I took a deep breath. “That’s what Alex also told me,” I said out of the blue.

Surprised that I mentioned another guy’s name, he looked at me, his brows knitted in confusion. “Who is Alex?”

I didn't reply to his question. I dragged through the silence, observing his reaction closely.

“Is Alex the one who broke your heart? The same person who carved a scar on your face?” he asked, his tone laced with curiosity.

I don't want to discuss Alex. If Steve did some digging into my past he must have known who Alex was in my life. Or maybe he only learned a little information about my past and didn't know the entire story. Either way he was lying or pretending that he didn't know a thing.

For a second I was expecting him to say he knew Alex.

I don’t know what I will say or do next. Alex only lives in my memory after the tragedy. It's hard to discuss him with strangers. Or rather, I feel excruciating pain every time I remember and think of him.

“Hun, why are you not answering my question?” he asked softly. His tone sounded like a lover's caress.

“If you don’t know about Alex, I prefer not to talk about him,” I said, quickly putting the topic to an end.

“I see… judging by your painful reaction to his name, he must be your ex-lover, am I right?” he asked, nailing it.

“I prefer not to talk about him,” I repeated, caressing my scar. Painful memories of the past began flooding my mind.

“Alright, I respect your wishes. So Alex is the one who broke your heart, such a heartless guy,” he muttered to himself.

“Just shut up please and drive!" I said in annoyance.

“Yes, hun,” he responded with a smirk.

“Stop calling me hun!” I said, sighing heavily, feeling agitated.

“If we are going to collaborate on an important project such as faking our relationship, people will raise their brows if we don't have pet names for each other, right? I prefer to call you hun, you should call me that way as well. We should practice early on so we don’t feel awkward when calling each other with that endearment. OK?”

I bit my lip. “Fine, just shut up, hun!”

“There…so easy, right? It sounded nice to my ears.” He chuckled in amusement. “By the way, why are you mad?” he asked.

“Discussing about my past triggers me.” I gave him an honest answer.

“I see, alright then, let’s forget about your beloved Alex and move on. From now on it’s only you and me in our make believe world,” he said in a sing-song voice.

Dammit! He mentioned Alex's name again. I wanted to scream to his face not to mention Alex's name again but in the end I kept my mouth shut.

I sigh inwardly. Alex, the man I gave my everything to, my body and soul. He only used me for my talent and beauty. He said he loved me but he still married another woman and dumped me! And the most painful part is, when he rose to success, he betrayed me. I'm the one who’s been there for him through thick and thin, supporting him in everything that he does and yet in the end, all my contributions to his success were forgotten when he chose a new queen to rule his heart.

He dumped me! And this woman carved a knife on my beautiful face making sure Alex will never look at me again like he used to because I’m already ugly.

The floodgates of pain have squeezed my heart painfully. I can’t escape his shadow. I’m haunted by my dark past every time the trigger is switched on.

Every time I think of Alex my heart bleeds painfully inside my rib cage. I just wanted to cry right now.

My chaotic past with Alex always tormented me and gave me sleepless nights.

Tears gathered in my eyes and I was about to cry, but the moment he patted my hands briefly, the urge to cry faded instantly.

“Cheer up, hun. I’m sorry I caused you pain. Once upon a time, I was also betrayed by a lover, someone I loved and trusted so much. The pain almost killed me,” he said softly, his tone laced with pain.

Oh, he was also betrayed by a woman he loved in the past. We have something in common.

“Can you turn back the car, please?" I requested urgently.

His forehead creased. “Huh? But why? We’re almost there at my place…”

“Because I feel tense and every time I feel anxious, I I want to be fucked. I want Mr. X’s cock inside me now!” I said urgently.

He broke into laughter. “Oh, God you are crazy!”

“I’m serious!” I said calmly.

He looked at me for a few seconds before shifting his attention to the road. “Hun, relax…You can have my cock if you want to… just don’t get addicted to Mr. X’s services. That place is not good for you, it is so cheap. My cock is expensive and it’s all yours if you need it," he said naughtily.

I erupted in laughter, amused by his offer. My laughter echoed inside his car. He chuckled in amusement.

Tension is gone. I can feel my body relaxing. But I still want to tease him.

I smiled. “Can we have sex after we arrive at your place?” I said, placing my hand on his legs boldly as I began caressing his thighs all the way to his crotch. His thighs trembled under my touch. I can feel his arousal, I can smell it. Men are so easy to seduce.

He groaned and looked at me with lust-filled eyes. “Dammit hun, I’m aroused now. Stop it, I’m still driving! I can’t concentrate,” he said in a raspy voice when I placed my hand on his crotch and began stroking his erect manhood.

I didn't stop, I kept going…stroking his erect manhood and turning it into hard steel.

I heard him gasp and he never told me to stop. He must have liked what I’m doing to his manhood because he was groaning in delight so I became bolder and unzipped his pants and inserted my hand beneath his underwear, grabbing his hard erection greedily.

I stroked his cock up and down, and when I heard him groaning in delight, I stroked him faster and faster and after a few minutes of stroking, he nutted into my hand. Success!

Seeing his cum in my hands brought a smile to my face.

I grabbed a tissue and put alcohol in my hands while he was watching my face.

Everything happens so fast, I lose control of myself. I giggled, amused by my shamelessness!

I looked into his eyes to see his reaction. That's when I noticed he had parked the car outside a restaurant in a less crowded area.

I met his intense gaze, ready for scolding.

“Hun, don’t do it again every time I drive. Vehicle accidents are real!” He scolded me sternly.

“Yes, daddy. Spank me daddy,” I said naughtily, erupting in a giggle.

He groaned in dismay because he was trying to be serious and yet I’m not cooperating with him.

“Hun, promise me you will never do it again while I’m driving. OK?” He repeated, his tone serious.

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again,” I apologized sincerely. “But admit it, you enjoyed it, right?” I asked naughtily.

“Very much. Since you started this, let’s finish it at my place,” he said in a husky tone.

“Nah, I’m just joking. It’s just a spur of the moment thingy. We have agreed that there will be no sex between us. So let’s keep it that way,” I said, my tone serious.

He looked at me, his eyes thick with suppressed emotions. “Damn, you played me on!” He uttered profanities under his breath, clearly disappointed by my actions.

I smiled and calmly said, “Hun, start the engine now, so we can proceed to your place.” I reminded him of our destination tonight.

He obeyed and started the engine, driving the car in silence.

A few minutes later…

He glanced at me for a few seconds, and I saw lust shimmer in his eyes. I got a feeling he would pursue the matter once we reached his place.

What should I do now?