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Lucas
My finger is trembling while I’m absently tapping the envelope lying on my desk. After all these months, I still haven’t found the courage to open it. I don’t know if I ever will. But that’s not why my finger is trembling. It’s trembling because of the fury vibrating under my skin. It set in last night when Alexis dropped that bomb on me and hasn’t stopped since. First though came the fear, fear of what her next words would be, then it was all I could do not to collapse in relief when I realized she didn’t know anything. Alexis isn’t stupid—something about Monica set her alarm bells ringing—and I know if I don’t do something now, it’s just a question of time before my two worlds collide. My mind was racing, and the guilt that settled in my gut was so thick and oily that I had to escape. That in itself must have been a warning flag, something out of the ordinary, but I just couldn’t bear to be in the same room as Alexis anymore. I had to escape to think. It was while I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling that fury replaced fear. How fucking dare she come into my home?
“Here’s your coffee.”
“Thank you, Claire,” I murmur my appreciation. She doesn’t linger, being able to read my moods easily after working for me for so long, closing the door softly behind her.
Claire printed out my schedule for the day, and a quick glance shows me that I have no meetings this morning besides a quick catch-up with Eric. It’s time I’ve set aside to work on the Arnipsky account, and it’s time I’ll now have to spend sorting out this mess I’ve caused. I know exactly what Monica’s game is, and it’s time I put a stop to it. Right now.
Lucas: Are you at home?
Unknown Number: I’m leaving at ten
Lucas: Cancel it. I’m on my way over
Unknown Number: So soon? Anything for you, lover
I can’t help the sneer lifting my lips at the kissy emojis. She mistakenly thinks we’ve turned a corner, thinking that because we finally kissed, it meant something. The kiss only happened because the bitch tricked me. The only woman’s lips I ever want touching mine are Alexis’. I need to end it, and I need to do it in a way that leaves no room for misinterpretation. Monica is too fucking relentless to just give up, so I’ll have to destroy any hope that she might have. I don’t know what the fuck I’ll do after, but somehow I’ll find a way to handle it. I just have to. Alexis is too important to me not to. Grabbing my keys, I head out giving Claire a curt nod, and an instruction to let Eric know I might be a bit late for my meeting.
***
She’s waiting for me on the couch when I slam the door, head resting on the armrest, legs spread wide, her cunt on full display. I can hear the wet sounds as she’s playing with herself. It’s a good thing that she took the time to do it because I certainly won’t. My erection throbs, and it’s not because it’s seeing her like this but because of what’s to come. I’m going to humiliate her and then fucking destroy any delusions she might have had about me.
“I missed you.”
“Go to your room and get on the bed.”
“What, I’m not even going to get a kiss hello?” She stands up, stretching like a cat, all her naked curves on display. As if she can tempt me.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Always,” she breathes.
“Then go to your fucking room.”
“Always so damn grouchy.” She sighs, but as usual, complies. Her room is messy, the bed unmade, and she quickly jerks the covers back up.
“On your stomach,” I instruct while jerking off my tie and undoing my buttons. Crawling her way to the middle of the bed, she stops, crouched on all fours, sticking her ass out. I leave her like that while I quickly shuck the rest of my clothes, grabbing a condom from my pocket and quickly rolling it on. My hands are jerky in my haste, the urge to get this over with almost overwhelming. I’m always in charge of the condoms because I don’t trust her with them. I wouldn’t put it past her to poke some holes in it, then come crying to me that she’s pregnant and it’s my duty to take care of the child.
“I said your stomach, not your knees.” I could shove her down, but it’s so much sweeter when she does it on her own. She whimpers but complies. I’m going to fuck her ass. She hates it, her body can’t lie about that, but she thinks I love it, so of course she puts on a show for me. Climbing on the bed, I tap her legs, and they open up for me. I take my time to rub my cock all over her pussy to make it nice and wet. I’m not that big of a fucking asshole that I’ll fuck her dry. Pain doesn’t get me off; it’s the degradation that my darkness needs. When I’m happy that I’m wet enough, I fist my cock and place the tip at the entrance to her puckered hole. I slap her ass when she clenches on instinct. Bracing my hand on the bed, I lean forward and, with a deep breath, I thrust to the hilt. We’ve done this before, so there’s no going slow. Her body tightens and I stretch out on top of her. Keeping one hand on the bed, I weave my other into her hair and tighten it into a fist. I know it must hurt, but I also know that it hardly registers—all of her attention focused on my cock driving in and out of her ass.
“You’ll do anything I tell you to, won’t you?” I keep my voice gentle while tugging her head back.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Even if you don’t like it?”
“I like everything you do to me, baby.” She gets an extra hard thrust as punishment for her lie. I’m not her fucking baby.
“You’re such a liar. You think I don’t know you don’t like it when I fuck your ass?” Her body stiffens, but she can’t go anywhere with most of my weight on her. “Can I tell you why I love fucking your ass?” I don’t give her time to answer. “It’s not because you’re special. It’s because you hate it. Same as why I love seeing my cum painted all over your lying, deceitful face.” She whimpers again, pretending my dirty talk turns her on. Except it’s not dirty talk. I mean every single word. “You went to my house,” I whisper again. She freezes, and I pull out of her and get off the bed. She rolls over, and finally, I see a glimpse of the true Monica. Her eyes are narrowed, her mouth thinned.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I roll the condom off and throw it on the bed next to her. Grabbing my pants, I keep my eyes on her while pulling it on and zipping it up. “Wait, what are you doing?”
Fuck, I can’t believe how stupid she is. “I think it’s obvious.”
“You can’t just leave.”
