Fake vows, forbidden hearts.

Chapter two

I knew it was the effect of the cookie speaking, but f**k it. I meant it. I needed this tall, masculine man to f**k me hard until I c*m. But he just watched me without taking a step, and I remained on the floor.

“Please yourself,” he finally said.

“What?” I whispered.

“You are horny, right?” I nodded. “So go ahead, touch yourself.”

“I…I,” I stammered.

“Open your legs,” he ordered, and I did immediately on the floor. “Wider… wider. Good girl. Take off your pants.”

Slowly but steadily, I took off my underwear and kept my legs wide open. My p***y was so wet it began to drip down my thighs.

“Now I want you to take two of your fingers and feel your pussy.” I did, and unexpectedly I let out a moan.

“Very good, very good. Just keep going. Keep circling it around your c******s. Alright, dip your finger in your p***y. Yeah, yeah, just like that. Right there where you love it, good, good,” he kept instructing me with his seductive, deep voice that kept me wetter whenever I went dry.

I moaned and moaned and dragged my hair as I couldn't find something to hold onto. It felt very amazing, but I still couldn't stop thinking about his d**k being inside me.

“Look into my eyes,” he continued. It was dark, so he leaned forward to meet me, and of course he had blue eyes. If I was so completely blinded by his broad shoulders and huge p***s, I'd have realized that he looked so much like Felix.

“Felix,” I called slowly and quietly.

He brought his face closer to mine like he wanted to lick my face or kiss my lips. But he didn't. I felt his breath on my face, and he smelled of sweet, expensive perfume.

My fingers started going faster inside my p***y. I didn't break eye contact with him, nor did he.

“I want you to look at my c**k. Look at how hard it is for you. Now fantasize it giving you hard strokes.” I continued moaning, and it was getting louder. His d**k was hard as hell, but why wouldn't he f**k me then? He had so much self-control for his kind of demeanor.

“You hear that sound?” he was referring to my orgasm. “It's beautiful, like music to my ears.”

I fingered myself hard until I came. And this charming naked man didn't even touch me. His skin didn't touch mine. But yet, somehow he managed to satisfy me.

I didn’t sleep, not after last night. My body still remembers it: the dark, his voice, the way he told me exactly where to breathe, where to stay, without ever touching me. We signed a contract. No romance. No touch. My husband kept his word like ice. Cold. Correct. Distant.

So why am I still shaking?

I tugged my robe tighter and slid into my seat at the family breakfast table, head down, hoping no one would look at me too long. My hair was still damp. My cheeks weren’t.

“Morning.” That voice, low but controlled. The same voice from last night.

My head jerked up so fast it hurt. Across from me, casual as if he hadn’t wrecked me with words alone, sat him. Not Felix but his brother.

Same jaw. Same eyes. But his were on me. Only me. And there was no confusion in them. He knew.

My lungs forgot how to work.

He lifted his coffee like this was nothing. Like he hadn’t been the reason I was biting my lip into the pillow eight hours ago.

“Did you sleep well, sister-in-law?” he said, polite enough for the whole table.

The porcelain cup rattled in my hand.

Felix didn’t look up from his phone at the head of the table. “Eat,” he said.

I should have looked away, but I didn't. Because under the table, something brushed my knee. Fabric against skin, just once, and then it stopped.

If it was an accident, his eyes didn’t think so. They were dark, amused, and full of memory.

I opened my mouth, and nothing came out.

My phone buzzed on the table. I Face-down but I didn’t touch it. I didn’t have to. The screen lit up anyway. It was an Unknown number.

“Breakfast looked good on you. Room 3, tonight? Or should we keep following the contract?” The words blurred.

The table kept talking as Forks clinked. Felix turned a page, seeming uninterested.

And the brother? He took a slow sip of coffee and never broke eye contact with me.