The Betrayed Heiress's Second Comeback-Chapter 66: Ch : Relief - Part 3 [R18]
Jenna’s pov
Everything was too much. I had already come a few times, so my body felt sensitive. Add to the fact that Damian’s tongue and fingers were currently stretching me out, I was not going to last.
"I...that is enough..."
My thoughts were slowly beginning to come back to me as the heat lessened in intensity. And with a clearer head came my sense of shame.
’T-This is so embarrassing. Damian can see everything from his position. I-I cannot even reach him to stop him.’
Not that I wanted to stop him. I just wanted to change the position so I was not this exposed.
Damian paused for a second, so maybe he noticed what I was trying to tell him. But that turned out to be wistful thinking on my part before a few seconds later, he got even harsher and his fingers dug even deeper. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
"Come for me, Jenna. You want to, right? I can feel your insides twitching. Let yourself go now."
Damian whispered these words against my wet pussy and the vibrations were too much. In the end, I was not able to hold myself back and ended up coming all over him.
Finally, my body began to calm down and Damian let go of my legs. I wanted to reach toward him and stop him, but my limbs had no energy. My fingers twitched helplessly, reaching for him only to fall limply against the sheets.
I watched him head to the side room before he came back a minute later with a wet towel in his hands. I flinched when the wet towel touched me, but Damian did not say anything and just cleaned me up as best as he could.
"I will go and take a shower. You should get dressed as well once you feel better. We can head back home...or have dinner. Whatever you wish for afterwards."
Damian assured me before he disappeared in the bathroom. The door clicked shut with a firmness that told me he needed a moment just as badly as I did.
’W-What just happened? Was that a dream...no-! Damian helped me out here. Ugh, I cannot believe I needed his help with this. This is so embarrassing.’
My face burned, the humiliation crawling up my neck like a fever.
I wanted to hide my face in my arms to get rid of the humiliating feeling. But what good would it do when the deed was already done?
The memory replayed in my head whether I wanted it or not.
The best thing to currently do would be to head back and pretend nothing happened. It was an accident that we could bury.
Bury deep, so deep that even I wouldn’t dare dig it up again.
I quickly put back my bra and dress, but the underwear...it was soiled beyond use. Wearing it would be worse than not wearing it at this point.
A frustrated groan escaped me as I held the ruined fabric between my fingers.
’I should get rid of it before anyone notices this.’
Fortunately, I found a plastic wrap, wrapped my soiled underwear in it, before throwing it in the unused dustbin. It was someone else’s responsibility now...mostly.
I shoved it down to the bottom, heart pounding like I was committing a crime.
"Are you done already? Should we head out?"
Damian asked me as he came out of the bathroom, all dressed up. He had cleaned up nicely; I could not even tell that he had been in bed minutes ago. His hair was still slightly damp, proof he’d rushed through the shower despite acting composed.
"Give me a minute. I need to check up on my makeup."
Unlike Damian, I was a mess and I needed some time in the bathroom. He gave me a look but did not stop me.
That look lingered a bit too long, as if he was scanning me to make sure I could actually walk.
I had a few essentials with me, so I quickly redid my makeup and came out. Damian was standing near the window, right where the dustbin was, and I glanced at the dustbin before I walked over to Damian.
"All done?"
Damian asked, and I could not help but think that he looked a little...guilty. But he wiped that expression seconds before I spoke.
His eyes flicked once toward the dustbin before he forced a neutral expression.
"Shall we head out now?"
I asked, wondering what that expression had been about.
We both made our way outside and back to the table where we finished eating our now cold food. It was nice, but not worth the trouble we had to go through.
The cameras came back as we headed toward the car and I was sure that there would be a lot of stories about what happened here today.
"Don’t worry. None of the camera staff was allowed inside, and most of the hotel staff also did not know. The section we headed toward was my private area. For now, that is all you need to know."
Damian seemed to have things figured out. It made me wonder...just how many times had this happened for Damian to respond like this? I...did not want to know.
A strange heaviness settled in my chest at the thought...one I quickly pushed away.
Somehow, just thinking about it made my mouth feel sour...and something told me that I should drop this topic...for the sake of my mental safety.
Some answers were better left undiscovered.
The drive back home was filled with small talks and we both quickly went back to our rooms once we were home. The awkwardness was in the air, but us pretending nothing happened was making things easier.
Every time our eyes met, we both looked away almost immediately.
I decided to go to an early sleep. The upcoming schedule was going to be packed, with all the visits to the sets and meetings regarding our step into the world of acting.
But I doubted our entry would be smooth...especially with Rose there to ruin our plans.
