Dorothy's POV
His words are so sweet that they made my belly dance with joy. No one had ever said sweet things to me. No one ever cared for me, but to know this man was interested in me made me feel delightful. I wanted him to do more. I wanted him to show me how much he cared for me.
"Dorothy" He called softly and I stared at him. "What are you thinking about?"
"You. I'm thinking about you"
"Tell me. What are you thinking about?" he requested and I gulped my saliva as I looked at his lips again. I felt hunger and thirst for it. I wanted to feel his tongue on mine, tangling together, to touch in a place not even my husband had touched yet.
"I want you to take me, Marcelo. Show me you want me… by having sex with me"
I couldn't believe I just said that, but I didn't regret anything. The alcohol must be strong. My inhibitions were out of the window.
"Do you want me?" He questioned carefully, and instead of answering him, I held his clothes pulled him closer, and locked my lips on his.
There was no reaction from him. He stood still but that didn't stop me. I kept my lips locked on his, trying to get access into his mouth but he didn't move.
"Maybe he doesn't want me after all. He just pitied me and said those things, and now he regrets it. He didn't see the outcome of me kissing me, especially in front of the bartender." I thought. I was about to pull away when Marcelo moved his hand to my waist and held on to me.
"I can't hold back," he said before he crashed his lips on mine. His other hand went to my neck, pulling me closer as he continued to kiss me. I could taste the alcohol he drank when our tongues clashed together. It was heavenly.
He devoured me like I was his favorite meal. I had never kissed so intensely with any other man. It was electrifying, and my whole body was on fire.
My core clenched at every kiss, and when his hand went to my ass, the way he grabbed there, I couldn't think about anything else. I wanted him to be inside me, on top of me, everywhere. I didn't want to feel loose from him at all.
He stopped and I stared at him, his eyes brimming with passion and desire. No man had ever looked at me like they lusted for me. 'Elijah hates every breath I take, he will never allow him to touch him or look at me like he wants me. But Marcelo looks at me differently. He wants me.'
"I don't think it is right for us to do this here. I can barely control myself"
'No, is this how the night will end? I want more than a kiss.' I thought hungrily. I didn't want it to end anytime soon. I didn't want to be apart from him tonight.
"Don't give me that face, Dorothy. Like… you want to leave me" he said.
"What, no?" I said quickly. He smirked and I continued, "To be honest I don't want the night to end also. And…I love the way you say my name"
He stared as if he was dumbstruck like I was something he couldn't figure out. "Then don't be. I have a room upstairs, would you like to come? I can say your name many times, and we don't have to be apart" he offered as he kissed my neck and I smiled in return.
"Tempting" I joked.
"Right, so?"
'If I follow him up, it does mean I signing up to have sex with him. And I will be cheating on my husband, is this right?' I thought. 'Yes, I don't have to care about what Elijah will do if he finds out, who will be disappointed in me, I just for once want to enjoy my life and make my own decision.'
"Yes, I will go upstairs with you" I answered.
'It's high time I made my own decision.' I pondered, my resolve hardening.
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Elijah's POV
Lilly's moans were so loud as I thrust into her. It was obvious she was enjoying herself, but I felt nothing. It had always been blank, no matter who I fuck.
"It isn't enjoyable, not until my wife catches me or sees me fucking one of her people. It has become a bad habit for me." I thought
And Lilly was the most simple person of them all. She didn't think about it twice when I approached her, almost like she was waiting for me to.
And fucking my wife's best friend has been quite a ride. The excitement of her finding out was something I always looked forward to, even though nothing had happened yet. I wanted to see her break down into pieces as I picked her up from scratch.
It had been my favorite since we married, and she deserved every single thing I did for her. She is an arrogant bitch who thinks she can have everything just by being smart. I had always hated every piece of her.
'And this is just the beginning of the hell I have in store for her,' I thought, as I held Lilly's neck and sprouted my semen into her.
I watched her breathing so heavily and even the sight of it wasn't pleasing. She looked messed up and I knew it was partially my fault. I still felt irritated looking at her, but I had to pretend to be in love with her.
I buckled up my pants and adjusted my suit, I helped her up and used my handkerchief to wipe her body. She smiled at my gesture and pulled down her gown, arranged her hair, and took her lipstick and powder from her red purse.
"Did you think anyone saw us?" She asked as she applied her lipstick while I cleared my throat. We were away from the party, but still in the house. "No one would go this far, but nothing is certain."
"You already jumped on me like an animal" She giggled childishly.
'Ughh! One of the things I feel unattractive about her is this.'
She's a snitchy liar. She was the one who jumped on me, not the opposite, but I didn't need to start an argument on that. "I'm sorry, I couldn't get enough of you," I said and pulled her closer while she smiled and hit me on my chest.
"But, aren't you worried? If Dorothy finds out, that will be chaotic. I think we should be careful from now on."
I didn't say anything. 'She doesn't need to know that Dorothy finding out about her betrayal is exactly what I need.' I reviewed. 'She should find out herself so that she can be damned.'
"Dorothy is clueless about our affairs. So, don't stress yourself. We should go to the party now. We don't want to be away for long."
"I know, but I don't want to be away from you one second. I hope you give me more of your time, even if it is small. I know you have to let Dorothy think you are having sex with the maids. That way, she won't suspect me but… I don't want to share you," She pouted while I smiled, hugging her as I patted her head softly.
"I will make sure to create time for you," I replied. I heard her laughter, as she pulled away and gave me a quick kiss.
"I'm leaving first," She said and I smacked her ass before she could leave. I felt a wave of nausea the moment she left.
"It is depleting pretending to be in love with her. It's either she is ignorant or she chooses to be. She isn't even halfway pretty for me to want to give up my lifestyle for her. I wonder what Dorothy sees in those mutts," I muffled shuddering my head.
I groaned as I walked out of the storage room. Dorothy is sure generous, helping a poor girl start her modeling career, making her one of the top models in the world, only for her to cheat on you with your husband.
"She is too kind, and I hate that about her." I got back to the party and tried socializing with other men when Lilly suddenly approached me. "What the heck is her problem?" I thought.
"Mr Wellington, can I speak with you for a moment?"
I smiled at the gentlemen and excused myself. "Do you want people to know that we are having affairs?" I asked trying my best not to raise my voice at her which was becoming quite difficult to do.
"Calm down, Elijah, I can't find your wife."