Illicit Cravings

CLAIMING HER.

Mia's eyes widen with shock at the man standing there, grinning from ear to ear like he had just hit the jackpot.

She had never expected to see him, especially since they talked at great lengths this morning. But here he was. Javier Everton. Her husband.

She should be happy to see him, right? Isn't this what she have always wanted? For her husband to come home to her, but why isn't she excited? Why does her heart tightened and she wished It was Jayden instead.

The smile washed off Javier's face when he noticed his wife expression. But he waved it off and thought she was still angry about their anniversary.

Javier wrapped her arms around her. “I'm sorry, Mia,” she whispered against her ears. “I'm home now.“

Finally, she managed a small smile and wrapped her arms around him. “Yes, you're home now.“

They pulled back from the embrace, and he cupped her cheeks. “My kitten.“ He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Mia wrapped her arms around him again. “I missed you,” she whispered, a tear escaped from her eyes as she remembered how she had broken their marital vows. But she quickly wiped it away.

“I missed you too, my cute kitten, “ he replied.

“Welcome back, sir,” Roseline greeted with a wide smile on her face as she glanced at the love birds.

They pulled apart. “Thank you, Roseline,” Javier responded, turning towards the middle aged woman. “How is your family?“

“Very well, sir,” she says smoothly. “My eldest son is now healthy. All thanks to you.“

Roseline son had a weak heart. The surgery cost a fortune and Javier had singlehandedly funded for it when he learns of it.

Aside from being a kind husband, Javier was a philanthropist—all the more reason why Mia felt guilty about everything.

He waved her away. “It's nothing.“

Roseline turned back into the kitchen, leaving them alone.

Javier turned back towards Mia, who flashed him a smile that do not reach her eyes.

“Would you like to have dinner,” she said, quickly turning away as if she sense that he could read everything that's happened from her features. “And luckily it's your favourite.“ She reached for a plate.

Javier wrapped his arms around her waist, and bite her ear lobe, the gesture sent a shiver down her spine.

Mia's hands trembled slightly. The plate almost dropped, but she catch it and dropped it gently on the table instead.

Without warning, he scooped her in his arms, his eyes never leaving her. “I want to eat you instead.“ He made his way upstairs.

Mia leaned into him, her heart racing.

Inside, he dropped her gently on the bed, removed his belt. Then his trousers, pants, unbuttoned his shirt and he was standing naked.

His c**k was thick. Hard. Veined. But never like that of the man whose name she dare not mention.

He smiled, climbing the bed. He kissed her on her forehead. His hand reached inside her dress, he hooked the side of her panties and dragged it down.

He sniffed her panties—hard—until the scent of her fresh p***y registered in his memories. He had a weird likeness for sniffing panties. Mia wondered why he would always do that.

Then he pushed her back on the bed gently and rubbed his tip on her p***y lips. Then he thrust inside her.

Mia stayed silent through it all. This is how their intimacy have always been. No foreplays. No kisses. Just straight to s*x, because of course, her husband is always in a hurry.

He'd complain that giving head and eating p***y gets him irritated. He'd complain that kissing is nothing special but just the exchange of spit and that irritated him also.

In the past, Mia didn't mind because she had always used her toy to pleasure herself, and watched porns to keep herself sane but since she had that intimacy with Jayden, whatever, Javier was doing now irritated her. He couldn't even let her take off her clothes. That's how bad it is.

She just lay there like a log of wood, as he thrust in and out of her. No moans, because apparently, she couldn't feel anything. She was too wild for Javier.

While Javier growled, his breathing turned ragged, her p***y clenched around him so perfectly and he c*m.

He rolled off her, pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You're so sweet, my kitten,” he said and made his way into the ensuite bathroom.

Mia wiped the tears that slide down her cheeks. He didn't even notice that she didn't moan today like she would have done in the past.

She knew she can't keep up with this charade any longer. He really need a man, a real man that would satisfy her.

Claim her.

Ruin her.

___________

“Happy wedding anniversary,” the guests echoed the moment Mia stepped into the conference hall of the five star hotel.

Mia's friend, Elara had told her to come along to her to this hotel because she had an important function to attend when in reality Javier had planned a surprise anniversary party for her.

No wonder, Elara had insisted that she should look her best.

Her mouth hung open, her eyes darted back to Elara, who was full of smile. Then she glanced back at the guests present which consist of their parents, siblings and close friends. And that man. Jayden. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment but they quickly looked away.

“Happy anniversary, my kitten,” Javier said, approaching her with a velvet cake in his hand. “I love you now and forever.“

Mia forced a smile. “I love you too.“

Javier held her hand and led her towards the stage.

Javier grabbed the microphone, speaking into it. “Three years since I have known this woman, and it's been bliss. She doesn't complain about my absence. She knew my career came first and she is fine with waiting for me every single day.“

Career comes first?

Her stomach twisted.

Mia had always known that his career has always come first but did he really have to throw it to her face? In front of their family?

But no one saw what was wrong in his words. Infact they all smiled including her own parents. Like it was the most natural thing to say.

Only Jayden looked at her with something she couldn't quite place. Pity? Guilt? Or maybe regret?

Javier held her hand, looking straight into her eyes. “Thank you for doing life with me, my kitten.“

She forced a smile in response.

He continued, handing her glass of wine and holding a glass too. “So tonight let's cheers to forever.“

“Cheers,” everyone echoed, holding their glass up.

Mia throat tightened. She didn't drink the wine. She was to annoyed to even want to remain in the room.

“I want to use the restroom,” she whispered.

Javier nodded absentmindedly because he was already talking to the guests.

She turned and walked away, her heels hitting the floor sharply.

In the restroom, she splashed water on her face while staring at her reflection in the mirror. She looks so beautiful, compared to how miserable she feels inside. She is so unhappy in her marriage, yet no one took notice.

The door creaked open and Jayden stepped inside.

Mia saw his reflection in the mirror, the way his eyes swept over her like she was his meal—about to be devoured.

Mia could already feel her p***y clenching. Her n*****s tightened. Her thighs trembling. He hasn't even touched her, yet her panties is already soaked.

Without a word, he closed the distance between them in few steps, grabbed her breasts and squeezed it roughly. Just the way she wanted. Mia isn't in for soft s*x. She wants someone that would f**k her, while choking her at the same time.

Mia's eyes widen as she moaned. “What are—you doing—Jayden?“ she stammered.

“Tell me you didn't want me,” Jayden rasped, his tongue licking at her neck, hands still fondling her breasts so roughly as if he's determined to remove them.

Silence.

She couldn't even form a coherent sentence. Her brain seems like they were frozen.

Jayden continued. “I regretted leaving like that,” he says, voice laced with sorrow.

Throughout the week, Jayden had truly regretted it. He couldn't do anything. His work are still piled up on his desk. All he did was thinking about Mia and f*****g himself while chanting her name like a prayer.

Then he lifted her on the counter top. “But I'm never letting you go again. I don't give a f**k what happens. I will claim you whenever and however I want, Mia.“ His voice was sharp like he was making a deep vow.

Mia didn't understand what he meant, still she didn't utter a word. She was already so horny and just wanted another orgasm like the last time. And this time, she wouldn't care about morals especially with Javier's condescending words earlier.

Jayden parted her thighs, his hands drifted inside her dress, shifted her panties aside and shoved his two fingers inside her p***y.

“Ahhhh,” Mia screamed. Not a girly or cute one. A rough, throaty cry.

Her fingers digging into his thighs, and her toes curled as the pleasure sparks through her.

He shove in and out. Hooked his fingers inside her while rubbing his thumb on her c**t.

“Harder,” she choked out, pressing her thighs together, just so she could feel him more.

Jayden did just that. He thrusted harder. Depper. Faster. Until she could feel him in her soul.

“You like it, huh?“ He grunted. “f*****g you like this?“

Mia nodded frantically, almost drifting out of consciousness as the pleasure doupled up. She could already feel that she was about to c*m.

“Mia. Mia,” Jasper's voice echoed just outside the door.

They froze.