The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Abigail

"Please tell me you’re kidding,"

Annette was sitting cross-legged on the couch, her jaw hanging.

Yeah, I would have the same reaction if someone told me their hot boss just fingered their cunt at his car launch!

Eric had been so sweet about dropping me off and that made me feel like absolute garbage. He had driven me down and talked the whole drive to keep me laughing, unaware that his date had spent twenty minutes in a storage room with her fingers buried in her boss’s hair while said boss lapped at her tits.

And I’d enjoyed it.

God, I was a terrible person.

I pressed both hands over my face, leaning against the couch. Nothing could have prepared me for tonight.

When Alicia had said shit about me getting fired, it hadn’t rocked my world as much as this kiss with Mr Wolfe did.

I never would have thought the whole reason she had been with Kyle Edmund was to pull a reverse one on him. When I told her I didn’t believe her cock and bull story and Meemaw’s dead cat was a better story teller than she was, she’d dared me to sit back then and not tell Mr Wolfe.

The VTD would be destroyed and she would tell him she had informed me all along.

Boom, my job would be gone.

Well, my job was about to be taken from me anyway.

"Annie, he tasted me. His fingers, he put them in his mouth and he tasted me," My voice rose an octave, higher.

"I think he knows. I think he’s going to figure it out. If he touches me again he’s definitely going to figure it out. He has already tasted me at the club, he knows what I taste like, Annie, he knows-"

"Okay." She grabbed my shoulders , scooting even closer to me. "Okay, breathe."

"I can’t breathe," I groaned, shrugging her hands off. Panic spread through me, curling around my spine. "I’m going to get fired. Or worse, he’ll sue me. He is brutal to people who cross him, Annie,"

"Abby, come on," Her fingers squeezed my shoulders again. "Look at me. You’re not getting fired or sued tonight."

"You don’t know that," I murmured, my head swaying from side to side.

"God, I should have listened to you and stopped going to the club weeks ago. I have to keep my distance at the office. Whatever happened tonight, it can’t happen again. He can never..." My throat tightened. "He can never find out it’s me. I need this job, Annie. I have to take care of Gramps and Meemaw, I can’t!"

"I know." She pulled me into a hug, her arm going around my shoulders. "I know, baby girl."

I could hardly sleep that night. My head replayed over and over, his hands on me, the look on his face when he licked my juices off his fingers. I fell asleep to the horrified look on his face.

**

Music boomed through the floor, the amber lights of Sanctuary painting everything in warm gold. My mask was on, my hair cascading around my shoulders, down to my very naked waist.

Two familiar hands grabbed my waist, one of them trailing down over my ass, pulling me flush against his hard, hot body.

"You kept me waiting, Aphrodite," he murmured against my ear, teasing my earlobe with his tongue.

"Have I?" I purred, reaching behind to wrap my fingers around his cock. It throbbed hot and hard against my palm and he gave a low growl.

His fist grabbed my hair, walking me backward until the padded bench caught the backs of my knees.

I went down on it and he moved along with me, his mouth was on mine in a slow ravenous kiss. His hands pried my legs apart, the cool air of the room hit my bare pussy and I was already soaking and swollen for him.

"You missed me," he murmured, running two fingers through my folds,

I did. God I did.

He pushed both fingers inside me. My back bowed off the bench, hands grabbing at him, at the bench, at anything at all as he fucked me. My hips bucked eagerly to meet each thrust of his criminal fingers. "Ares, faster, god, please, faster,"

He pulled his fingers out entirely.

"No," I gasped. "No, no, don’t you dare stop."

He flipped me over. My chest hit the bench, my ass tipping up, and before I could say another word his mouth found my pussy from behind.

His tongue swept through my cunt in hot, long and thorough strokes. His hands spread me wider, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh, pinning me down while he ate my pussy mercilessly.

My face was buried in the bench as I screamed, grinding my ass all over his face. He sucked my clit into his mouth and I saw the fucking stars.

"FINNEGAN!"I squealed.

He pushed two fingers back inside me while his tongue worked my clit, pumping his fingers into my cunt. "Are you going to cum my dirty slut?"

"Yes, oh yes, I’m gonna cum!" My greedy walls clung to his fingers while he ate at my clit. His teeth scraped the hood of my clit and I came so hard, my vision went white.

My pussy walls clamped down around his fingers, my hips rolling back against his face chasing every last wave of my orgasm while he devoured me through it, without mercy until tiny shocks zapped at my oversensitive cunt.

"Ares... Finn, please, oh, stop please, too much," I collapsed against the bench, my limbs slacked with pleasure,twitching when suddenly, my mask got yanked off my face.

"Abigail?"

Finnegan Wolfe was suddenly looming above me, his green eyes burning with fury as he took in my face, fingers digging into the golden mask.

"You... you’re Aphrodite?!"

My eyes flashed open, heavy gasps and pants wracking from my chest. "I...I can explain-"

"I can’t fucking believe this. It as you all along. You decieved me,"

"No, wait," I cried, getting on my knees. The club faded away, Finnegan along with it, and my eyes opened. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my body drenched in cold sweat and the bedroom ceiling glared down at me accusingly.

My heart thumped faster in fear. I only had dreams that came to pass with the speed of a thunderbolt. It was only a matter of time before he found out I was Aphrodite in real life. And what would I do then?