Page 29 of Condemned to You

“I think you know we both have had that handsome man, 6’3, dark hair, with a five o’clock shadow that perfectly shades his jawline draped over our bodies.”

Was she … fantasizing about Emilio out loud or describing him that way to me to get under my skin? I shouldn’t be surprised that Emilio took a lover but it still bruised my ego. This was what he felt every time he saw me with Pio.

“The difference between us, Athena, is you’re living in your memories while it’s my reality. Jim should have told you about me.”

“So, you and Jim are together,” Athena began, taking a sip of her coffee, her gaze steady on me. “That’s... interesting.”

“Is it?”

“One second he’s out of town, next thing you know he’s back here, with you.” Her eyes flashed a hint of sadness.

“I’m sorry if he didn’t give you proper closure. But it’s better to put the past behind you.”

“It’s not that far behind,” Athena leaned in, “You may be lying in his bed now but I’ve been in there enough to have the mattress stained with my cum from painting my body with his tongue.”

A vile feeling took over as I did my best not to lash out at her. “Now that I’m back in the picture, you’re no longer needed.”

“I don’t mind sharing you know.”

“Well I do.”

“You’re going to have to get over that.” Athena’s nose flared and her brow furrowed. “After all he does have two hands, one fist to stuff each of us.”

An eruption of vomit hit my throat and I swallowed it quickly, taking the burn of the acid. I had no intentions of sharing Emilio, but it seemed they had been doing things within a short time that I hadn’t even done with him the last few years.

“Two is company – three’s a crowd.” Was the only thing I could muster up trying to hold back tears.

Athena glared at me. “You may have had him first but I still linger in the back of his mind.”

“Very confident of yourself.”

“He seemed to enjoy experiencing filling all three holes at once – claimed he’d never done such a thing. It was a first for us both.”

It was a slap in the face but I wasn’t going to show her she succeeded in getting under my skin. I’d had enough of this and got to my feet graciously.

Bending down to her ear, I sternly voiced, “Understand one thing here. I was already breathing the air around him before you came along. And since he hasn’t made it clear – let me do the honor – he’s mine. You were just a play thing to distract him until we were able to be together again. I could have felt sorry for you… instead I pity you.”

With that, I walked out and never looked back. I wanted this chance to become someone new, someone different than Bethany. Freya was going to be different. A chance at being reborn and a new persona – I should take full advantage of it. Carrying my box of pastries in hand, I walked with a strong stride back to the apartment.

By the time I reached the door, my mind was clear and free from that woman and wanted to waste no time setting up a lovely breakfast for me and my soon to be husband. Stepping inside the small apartment, I was hoping to see Emilio back but figured it’d be better if he came home to something more than just breakfast. Quickly putting the pastries into a plate and setting the table for two, I ran into the bedroom and pulled out a piece of lingerie I bought the other day.

Just as I finished connecting the straps, I heard the key lock on the door being turned so I ran out toward the kitchen and quickly hopped onto the table with a cream puff placed between my legs. My exposed nipples hardened at the thought of being touched. Thinking on the spot, I grabbed one of the napkins and wrapped it around my mouth securely tying it behind my head. Emilio had tied me up plenty of times, blindfolded me, even the occasional cutting of airflow but clearly his tastes had changed. I refused to let that woman satisfy his needs – if his desires had become more demanding then I would fulfill them.

My body stiffened hearing the key turning in the lock and the door opening. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I was diving all in. When Emilio came into sight, he seemed irritated but when he saw my little setup his mood shifted. The facial expression on Emilio’s face was one that my heart picked up its pace. That smoldering look, the lust in his darkened eyes, and the sense of need consumed me.

“This is new,” he commented as he walked toward me.

“You like it?” I giggled as there wasn’t much to the outfit. It had a thin strap over my breast and a thinner strap barely covering my lower region.

“Sorry I took so long,” he took some whipped cream off a pastry with his finger and smeared it across my lip.

“I’m sure you’ll make it up to me.” Sticking my tongue out, I licked my lip and then took his finger into my mouth slowly pulling it out. “Figured we’d do something … different.”

“What do you have in mind?” The sparkle in his eyes made me wonder how far he would actually go with me.

“I want you to do to me anything you want.”

“You let me do that every time.” He held my chin with his pointer.