In the evening when she got back, she slumped on her bed. She was so exhausted, it was really a long day for her today. She never knew that leaders had to work this hard for their people. "Should I help you take off your shoes?" Justin requested to help. She lifted her leg for him to go on, "Yes please." Her words hitching from her breath like she's going to slumber. He looked at the room, it was neat. Max really took his time to clean it up.
Following her all around today wasn't easy for Justin. Even him was tired. They already had dinner on their way home. Harry told him he was gonna sneak out to see his girlfriend. During the afternoon, he got a text from his wife. 'AM SORRY, I CAN'T LIVE WITH A RAPIST AND SECONDLY, SORRY I TRICKED YOU. I WASN'T PREGNANT, JUST AFTER YOUR BODY AND MONEY.'
It wasn't heartbreaking for Justin. He would be lying if he said he wasn't happy and fed up of her. For him, she was like a particular food eaten all the time. He can't carry on with her forever. He only enjoyed her body the very first day he touched her and it never flink him until she lied about the pregnancy. He was indeed the happiest man to know she was leaving him for good.
He looked at the woman lazily turning on the bed. He wondered if she has running stomach, "Are you okay?" He asked and she didn't answer verbally. Just a nod of her head and he inquired something, "Should I set a warm water for your bath?" He was so much concerned about her. Every now and then. During their appointment in the day, he kept a close eye on her especially when she shook hands with some older officials at the meeting.
"Help me with my dress." She sat on the bed. "The zipper – I think it's at the back." When she stood up and turn around for him, he leaned closer. His hand taking the zip down slowly. The view of her bare white body at the back made him wanna trail his palms on her back. She wasn't wearing a bra and he stopped when the zipper ended at her waist.
There, he saw the seam of her black underwear. He wanted to push down the dress off her shoulders but he doesn't know if she'll like it. Instead, he let her do her thing herself. Priyanka pull down the dress from her shoulders when she realize he had unzipped her dress. With Justin still standing behind her, she turn around, facing him.
A full view of a half naked woman was standing right before Justin's eyes. His eyes went down to her whole body but it stopped at her bare breasts and nipples pointing at him. He gulp down the thickest lump in his throat. The spirit of anticipation overtook his spines and body. She was so close to him and anything might happen. "Take off my underwear." She commanded and he slowly went down on his toes to take it off without questioning.
As he pulls down her pantie, she gasp on every touch of his hands on her skin. She place her hand on his shoulder as she lifts her feet for him to take it off properly. Justin was sweating hot when his eyes flicked on her lower nude. It was bare and fresh. He gulp at the sight of it, wishing he could go into her right now. "Priyanka," He didn't care about the title. "You're pushing me." He had to speak his mind so he doesn't give her a full reason for her to call him a rapist.
She knew she was pushing him, in fact, she's doing it on purpose. She really wants him to touch her body. She want to feel this things other women have felt. And she think tonight is the perfect night. She rose one of her legs and hung it on his shoulder. His mouth watering as his head and face was so close to her core. He could perceive her odour coming out down there. He haven't touched her and he knew she's wetting out already.
"Touch me, Justin. You have my legit permission now." Her words almost sounded like a whisper. She took his chin up, "Make me feel like a real woman." First, he thought for a while. Is she trying to frame him up or maybe she planted some cameras somewhere so she could give a clear video of them having sex to the media.
Assuming she could read his mind, she said, "Don't worry, I know what you're thinking but I swear, I'm negative of your thoughts right now." A chuckle left his mouth, then he asked, "Are you serious right now? You want to have your first time today?"
"Yes, today." She almost sounded like she's equal to plead. All the time they were today at the meetings, she couldn't focus properly because he was there by her side. She really want to get this done with. She will be breaking her policy of the plan if she do so but right now, she doesn't care. "But I thought you said until after marriage?" He reminded her of her own words just Incase she had forgotten.
"Justin, let it die." She is desperate. "I want it now – come on, we're adults and am not trying to use you for my desires." He puts her leg down and stood up, "Your temptations won't work on me, Priyanka." He fixed his coat. "I won't fall on your traps. I'm not a fool."
She took his hand in his. Her eyes shows that she's really in need of sex with him. She has never felt this way before. Never. "Justin, I swear to you, I'm not trying to cook you up in some kinda set-up. It's just you and I here, not cameras, nothing. Let's just do it. I really want to know how it feels."
"Priyanka, stop!" He retrieve his hand from her grasp. His eyes back to seriousness like the spells has been broken off. She likely jolted when he yelled at her. "You captured my family's in your snare and then my friends. You took over my father's position, you spoiled my name, you ruined my reputation – the Chadwick' reputation. Even though, my family did you wrong, wouldn't we have solved the issue somehow? But you choose to be this person I never found out in your when we first met and now, you demand for a hot sex from me? To hell with you! Am not gonna fuck you. I'm not putting my dick in that trash bag you called a hole." He picked up a towel from the bed and threw it at her, "Tie this, I don't want to see your nudes, it's causing a distraction."
When he turn around to leave, she threw the towel away and went to stay by the door, "I understand everything going on right now is because of my revenge I choose to exact on you and your family and friends but please…." She clasp her hands together, tears rolling on her cheeks as she beg him. "I have this sexual urge I can't resist right now, Justin. Just touch me once and we can end this together."
"Get out of my way." He asked nicely but she didn't inch from where she stood. "Excuse me and go fuck yourself." He pushed her out of his way, not minding how she fell and hit herself on the wall. The loud bang of the door shut made her realize how lonely she was in the room. She looked at herself. She questioned her inner mind. What was she thinking? Was she mad? Have she lost it? She was begging her ex for sex? Never in her life has this happen to her before.
She thinks it's because she already had an experience of what sex might be when she had it with Travis. Though it was anal and it was brief, she developed the syndrome of having more of it. The fantasy was pure and for a guy like Justin, she thought it'd be hotter tonight.
Now that everything turned down, she hated herself for trying to be a whore, forcing herself on a man. This was never her. She would never do such a thing. It was so humiliating. Thank goodness it was just the both of them in the room. What a shame. Now, how would he look at her in the morning? Maybe like a slutty boss that demands a hot sex from her employee.
Error.