Leon POV
After taking off my clothes, I headed to the washroom for a brief moment before returning. I then realized that both Ethan and Carlita were already asleep.
I took the book from Carlita hand, kissed Ethan forehead before lifting Carlita in my arms and walking towards her bedroom.
She must of been so tired to have fall asleep so fast. Then again, she did just come back from the hospital today.
I could feel her soft breathing and as I stared at her beautiful face, I remembered the first time I met her years ago. I never would of thought that one day, I would unknowingly fall for her.
I was a playboy back then. Always partying and always changing women. I never had any intention of falling in love with any women since I knew my future wife would be decided by my family when the time comes. So I wanted to make the best of my single life before being married to a women I didn't love.
However, when I met Carlita, she was the first women who I had no intention of sleeping with. She was gorgeous, confident, and was always swarming with men around her. And yet, she never dated or fucked anyone.
She was flirtatious but always in a joking matter. Eventually, those who knew her would know that she was never serious when it came to men. People always said we were like two peas in a pod. She was the women version of me.
I never thought of her in a sexual way and when we were together, we were always so natural with each other and since our family were close to each other, we were practically best friend.
There was one time I asked her if she was ever interested in me and she laughed and said "Honestly, if I was able to be interested with any man, it would probably be you. Only you understand me, like no one does, but... I already like someone else."
She had told me this during our time in high school. It was so long ago, that I thought she had a crush with someone in school. Weirdly enough... I still never saw her be interested in any particular man and after high school, we went to college, and I had completely forgotten that conversation.
Now that I remembered, I wonder who that man she liked was. Is it the same lover that she was seeing behind my back?
When I remembered that she had someone she loved, I tighten my arms around her. No, I can't lose her again.
I reached her room and entered inside. I gently placed her on the bed. It seems she is deeply asleep. She didn't even wake up this whole time I was carrying her.
I know it was wrong, but I missed her so much and wanted to just be able to touch her and kiss her. I laid down beside her and lightly traced my fingers around her face. It was so beautiful. Why did I never try to chase her back then?
Maybe it's because... She was the only women I actually cared about. I didn't want to hurt her, knowing that I don't have a choice in my marriage. When I found out it was her I'd be marrying, I was ecstatic until I realized she wanted to reject this marriage.
I knew she wanted to be a famous actress and that was her goal, however, you can consider it sneaky but I used that to my advantage.
She was my childhood friend, best friend and the only women I cared about. In my mind, she was the perfect candidate of being my wife even if only temporary.
I just didn't expect to also fall deeply in love with her.
As I imagined that night when we first slept together, i felt hard and turned on. That night, even though I was drugged, I knew it was her I slept with.
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5 years ago
I slumped against the wall and felt my body heating up. I felt myself hardening and my body becoming more tense. I had this uncontrollable urge to find someone.
I knew right then that I was drugged. I swear I'd kill the person who did this to me. I tried to concentrate and find my way up to my room. Suddenly, a waiter came and asked if I was alright. I was getting way too weak to walk, all I could think about was holding a women. I then asked to be brought to my room.
I need a cold bath.
I followed the waiter blindly. I had not realized that the man brought me to a different room. He laid me down and left the room. I briefly tried to regain some consciousness and, as I looked for the washroom, I noticed a drunk women sleeping beside me. I panicked and ran to the washroom to splash cold water. I could still feel the heat burning inside me.
No, I need to get out of this room. Who brought this women here? This is my wedding night, what will Carlita think?
As I remembered Carlita, my wife, I finally felt some clarity in my mind. I knew we had an agreement to never be physical but just the thought of fucking her helped turned me on so much. I started rubbing myself in the washroom and as I came, I realized how much I wanted her.
I need to find a way to get rid of this heat but how?
I stared at myself in the mirror. I debated and tried to rationalize what I had in mind. I knew I was probably making the worse mistake of my life.
Then again, I can't possibly fuck another women when I'm already married. And who can help me, if not my wife?
I also still wanted to try to be faithful to her even if she thought of this marriage as temporary.
I called one of my men and told them to slip a drug in my wife's drink who was still socializing down stairs with the guest. I stepped out of the washroom and realized I was not in my real room.
I told myself that I would definitely find that asshole and murder him.
I quickly left the room with the women still laying on the bed and ran to my room. I needed to get there before I lost control of my body and mind. I could feel myself losing to my lust.
When I got there, I saw my wife clumsily getting on the bed. The moment I saw her, I suddenly lost my mind. I finally had a women, who was my rightful wife, in front of me, drunk and hot in her golden tight dress.
I remembered how I couldn't stop looking at her all night and thought how it was a pity I couldn't have her. But now, being alone with her, in this condition, drove me wild.
I long ago already forgot my promise. I knew she would hate me for this but I did not want to betray her with another women and plus, she was my wife, this is my right. Who else could help me, if not her? I chanted again in my head like a mantra to rationalize what I was about to do.
I just knew she'd rather die than agree though. I had no choice but to drug her so she could be more compliant.
As I tried to rationalize the situation in my current hazy and chaotic mind, she suddenly grabbed my face and kissed me.
Oh God... Yess, this is what I was waiting for. I felt my mind slipping.
I couldn't think anymore and just did what my body and mind wanted. I grabbed her waist, lifted her and placed her on the bed.
As I hovered over her, I kissed her deep and allowed my tongue to roam around her mouth. I unzipped her dress, took it off her and slid my hand across her body.
I took off her bra and saw her evenly shaped boobs and how perfectly proportiate they were to her body. She was like a goddess, perfect in every form. To think she was now my wife.
I put my mouth on her nipples and I could hear her moan and dig her fingers in my back.
The sound of her moaning had me go crazy again. I brought my hands down to her core and felt her so wet and ready. I rubbed her while I sucked her boobs. Her hands harshly took my shirt and ripped it open as I helped her take my clothes off and take my pants off.
I continued to kiss her and use my fingers to go in and out of her. One finger, two finger and then three. As I increased the thrusting, she kept moaning crazily. Damn. She was so tight. I could feel her inside contracting and I could feel her spasming as she came. And as I saw her hazy, pleasured face, I felt my self twitch and get harder.
Fuck. I need her so bad.
I quickly pointed myself at her entrance and slid myself inside her. As I pushed myself inside her slowly, I could feel the barrier that was her virginity and sighed with relief that I was her first.
She was always surrounded by men that I had thought she may have perhaps been with someone already.
She screamed and I whispered that it was okay. I started to slowly fuck her to get her use to myself inside her. When I felt her relax, I fucked her harder and harder until she was moaning so loud and digging her nails in my back, that all I could think was the pleasure and pain that she was giving me.
Both combined, drove me crazy. I came right away and felt myself letting go inside her. At this moment, all I could about was fucking her again. I couldn't stop being hard. I turned her around and continued fucking her over and over.
I fucked her in all position until I was so spent that I fell asleep unknowingly.
It was not until I woke up and heard a loud scream, that I realized what an ass hole and good for nothing I was. I didn't realize how that one moment of lust would ruin my chance of getting the love of the women I love.