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I was also a cheater, something that I’d never imagined that I’d ever be. Had I any sense of dignity, I’d stop this right now. If I had any sense of decency, I’d feel bad about letting Aurelio put his hands on me. No matter what, the choice to remain in a committed relationship with Ashton should be enough to prevent me from cheating, but it wasn’t.
So, with hopelessness seeping into every inch of my soul, I wrapped my left hand around Aurelio’s thick length, then glided my lips over his heat like I’d done a million times before.
“Fuck…” he hissed, and the desire in his voice had me dripping again, something that I couldn’t stop, even if I’d tried. “Fuck, baby…”
Like no time had passed, my lips wrapped around him felt as familiar as when he’d had his fingers inside me. Aurelio tasted the same, and though I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to take him all the way down, I still did my best. It was like traveling back in time with each of his groans, each push of his hips. He felt like home in my hand, and as he tightened his fist in my hair, a part of me wished that we could stay like this forever.
“Such a good little cocksucker,” he praised as he started to make me gag on his length. “You always were so fucking eager whenever you got on your knees.”
Unable to speak, I just kept taking him to the back of my throat, the pleasure almost bringing another bout of tears to my eyes. While I had never considered myself needy before, I missed this. I missed being with someone that I wanted to be with. I missed how good it could be when it was real, when it was right.
When I tasted the first drop of his precum, I moaned, not being able to help myself. This was the last time that I was ever going to have this, so I was going to greedily pull every ounce of pleasure from the experience that I could. Barring Asthon dying from a horrible accident or something, I was never going to experience this again, and that hopelessness was dictating my needs at this point.
I was getting lost in what was to come next when Aurelio yanked on my hair, pulling my mouth off his dick. When I looked up at him, he said, “We both know that you’ve probably swallowed your fiancé more times than you can count, so I’m not cumming down your throat, baby.” He looked like he hated me, but it still wasn’t enough to make me end this. “I’m going to nut in the one place that he’s too stupid to do it.”
Before I could say anything, Aurelio let go of my hair, then grabbed my hips, flinging me over until I was on my hands and knees on the steps. He showed me no grace as he shoved my skirt up over my hips, my lack of underwear giving him easy access to whatever he wanted to do next. It was obscene, and anyone walking in would be appalled at the sight before them.
Nevertheless, before I could even find stable purchase, Aurelio had a tight hold on my hips, and I let out an uncontrollable cry as he slammed into me, the power of his thrust stealing my breath.
“Motherfucker,” he hissed, and I couldn’t even speak as I tried to gather myself together.
My hands slapped on the hardwood planks on the steps, desperately trying to hold myself up as Aurelio started ramming into me, not caring about my pleasure at all. He was hate-fucking me, and it was still the best sex that I’d had in the past three years. His fingers were bruising my hips, his dick was bottoming out with each thrust, and all I could do was moan as memories of how big he was came flooding back. The stretch was painful but welcomed, and I’d never felt anything so incredible.
“Christ, you still take my cock so well, baby,” he grunted behind me, and tears swam back onto my lashes. “Your pussy still feels like fucking paradise.”
“Aurelio…” I moaned, not even sure what to say if I could say anything.
However, that feeling of hopelessness came back when he said, “While your pussy is still tight as fuck, I bet that ass of yours is used up. I can see your fiancé ruining your ass to make up for not being able to cum in your cunt.”
Though I deserved it, the pain cut deep enough that my mind went to where it usually did whenever Ashton felt the need to take another piece of me. There was a small space between the hardwood that shouldn’t be there, and that’s all I could see. The hardwood was a beautiful walnut oak finish, so the gap stood out because it was so dark. I wondered if I should get that fixed before showing the house to a real buyer next time. That gap didn’t belong in a home so beautiful. In fact, every detail of this house should be exact, the price practically demanded it.
“Fuck, your cunt is choking my cock, baby.”
My eyes started looking around to find any more imperfections, but I couldn’t find any. Maybe that little gap was the only one. As I felt Aurelio fist my hair again, yanking my head back, I studied the rest of the staircase, as far as my eyes would allow me, to see if I could spot any more defects. The staircase went all the way up to the third floor, so surely there could be more, right? I was going to have to inspect every step because the stairs really were a big selling point for this home. They were beautiful and elegant, and it was my job to make sure that they stayed that way. Truth be told, every detail about this house was my responsibility, and that could be said about every one of my properties.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” Aurelio warned me. “You feel too fucking good, Savina. I can’t last any longer.”
Savina.
He’d said my name, but that hopelessness reminded me that it didn’t matter what he called me. All that mattered was what he thought of me, and Aurelio thought that I was the kind of woman that would sell her soul for money and power, making me nothing but trash in the process.
I felt nothing but that mocking hopelessness as Aurelio roared out his release, the thought of any STDs not crossing my mind until now. There was no way that Aurelio’s bed was cold at night, and I had no right to feel any jealousy if hopelessness would just step aside long enough for me to feel something else.
“That’s a mighty pretty sight,” he said after pulling out of me, his cum dripping down my thighs a bit. “Wished I cared enough to take a picture.”
I quickly rolled over to sit up as the sounds of his zipper filled my ears, and like the coward that he kept accusing me of being, I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I’d just cheated on my fiancé with a man that hated me, and the self-loathing was threatening to make me throw up.
However, before I could swallow the bile back down, Aurelio was grabbing my chin in between his fingers, then squeezing painfully. Forcing me to look up at him, he said, “Make sure you scrub that cunt nice and good before your fiancé goes back down on you again. You wouldn’t want him to tase my leftovers, right?” He winked at me as he let go of my chin.
My lungs burned as Aurelio turned around, then walked out of the house, not looking back once. As soon as the door shut behind him, hopelessness finally stepped aside, and a cry tore from my soul, and my body curled into itself as I let out a sob so painful that it felt like my chest was ripping apart. I’d lost the love of my life, and I had no one to blame but myself. Instead of telling him the truth, I’d gotten lost in my own selfish wants again, and I had nothing but a life of hell to look forward to now.
Aurelio dripped out of me as I cried for every bad decision that I’d ever made, and I didn’t even care if Ashton killed me at this point. It was a selfish thought, but that’s how I felt right now. Despair had me in a chokehold, and I didn’t have a clue how to free myself. At least, not without the price being as high as it was.
An hour later, I was walking into the brownstone, not caring what happened next.
Chapter 17
Aurelio~
