7. Asshole
Bianca
He said so much but didn’t answer my questions. Noticing my silence, Avery carried on.
“Although we still have a long way to go, I believe that we should keep working together seeing as we have the same intentions. Besides, other than what I told you, I still have a lot of knowledge and connections to the inner workings of high society that would be useful for you.”
My glare was powerful enough to break through his skin. "I don't trust you, Avery. Not as far as I can throw you."
"I know. And I haven't done a good job of proving that you can. But my feelings about the matter haven't changed. While you don’t trust me, I have no problem allowing you to use me. As I said.” He smirked. “I have more free time now.”
I had no problem leaving and never talking to him again. But he was right about one thing. I did need his connections to gather information. I can’t get my revenge without it.
I pulled my arm out of his hold, somehow causing him to smile brighter. “I don’t care what tricks you pull,” I told him. “As long as you don’t interfere with my plans. I hope you mean what you said about me using you, because I plan to suck your potential dry.”
After regaining my composure, I wiped off the back of my hand in front of him and headed updown the stairs with the intention that with every step I took, the clack of my heels would echo loudly at a disturbing rate. As soon as I arrived at the door to the top floor, I would enter and use the elevator to finally leave this place.
Avery
I leaned over the railing. She pulled the door leading to the top floor open.
“So I’m guessing this means you don’t want a ride home?”
She slammed the door shut behind her. Now it was just me and the empty void.
It started with a snicker. That snicker grew into a full-blown laugh as I pushed my hair back.
Goodness, when was the last time I had laughed like that? I couldn’t believe that I actually thought that Bianca wanted to get into my pants. If that were so, would I have slept with her?
Shaking my head, I walked away from the railing and leaned against the stark white walls. What a mess.
Why did I point to Emily? I guess a part of me wanted to know how Bianca would react when confronted with the possibility of her enemy right in front of her. I wanted to see how she would attack them with no proof that what she heard was true.
If she thoughtlessly created a scene, I would think twice about sharing certain information with her.
But she caught me. And strangely enough, I didn’t hate being called out for my actions. I understood why she was upset, I would be too.
To her, she doesn’t have the privilege of looking on from the outside. All of this directly affected her and her relationship with others. It cost Bianca her marriage with the person she was in love with.
“Maybe I am being an asshole,” I muttered to myself. “Shit, I actually feel bad now.”
Warning: erotic content and curses
Cinderella
His fingers grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled my head back. Conroy licked the base of my neck before he bit into it.
I moaned, holding his head in place as he did so.
While he teased my neck, his hand squeezed and played with my breasts. It felt even better knowing that he was inside me. Conroy grabbed my ass, urging me to continue doing what I stopped.
With both my legs on either side of him, I moved my lower body. After a few inches of his dick came out of my pussy, I lowered myself again. The entire time, I kept calling out Conroy’s name while he groaned into my ear.
Everything about this moment felt perfect. The heat radiating off his skin meshed with mine.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I moaned, speeding up my movements. Pleasure continued to build up inside me. Everywhere he touched sent electric volts through me. My mind was filled with nothing but how well his cock filled me up to the fullest extent. After so much time had passed of me waiting to have my chance with him, he exceeded all my expectations.
“Fuck, Ella. You’re squeezing me dry.” He made me face him then kissed me, burying his tongue into my mouth.
I kept up with his pace, relaying to him that I returned the enthusiasm.
Conroy gently sucked on my tongue before he bit it. I could feel the walls of my vagina clenching. I loved his bites and how careful he was with them, even when I told him that he didn’t have to be so cautious.
The more we made out, the wetter I got and the closer I was to coming. My nipples stood erect, sensitive under his touch. Having him in me felt amazing. My heart was beating out of my chest.
Soon the pressure was too much to ignore. I sank my nails into his shoulder. Conroy buried his nose in the crock of my neck, feeling his orgasm coming too.
Conroy thrust into me too many times for me to keep track of. I met every single one of his thrusts, eager for more and hungry for what he could provide.
He lowered me back onto the bed. He didn’t once cease fucking me.
My brain had turned into mush. I could feel it coming.
“Conroy, I love it! Go harder! I wanna cum with you inside me. Wreck me, Conroy! Harder! Goddess, yes!”
Conroy responded by increasing the thrusting of his hips. I was on the brink of exploding. Then, I finally did.
I screamed, completely unrestrained, as wave after wave of pleasure shook my body. Conroy released a grunt, climaxing as he released inside me.
That sent me over the edge. My squirt shot out of me, soaking the both of us.
Conroy still had his arms around me. We were breathing hard, both coming down from our high. Conroy pulled back. He looked down at me with a smile. “You look pretty satisfied.”
I giggled and pulled him down for a brief kiss. “How can I not be when you invited me over? Is this why you didn’t go to the party with your friends? I planned to go too, but I can’t say I’m disappointed with how things turned out.”
His smile slowly faded. Conroy turned onto his back and rubbed his eyes.
“It didn’t seem like a good idea,” he said. “I have a feeling that Bianca will go to that party as some kind of statement since she’s discharged. I didn’t feel like dealing with that drama, so I decided to spend some time with my girlfriend instead.”
My blood ran cold. Once again, Bianca had managed to ruin a perfect moment.