Ruined in secret; Yes Daddies

Yes,

Lara.

" When have I ever not given you what you wanted?" He asked, seemingly, the last string of restraint snapping from him. The line between rationality and lust was finally blurred, and I couldn't wait.

" Ethan .." I called, in anticipation, with ectasy-induced tears colouring my eyes.

His c**k was free, hard, sinfully erect, and my core throbbed with anticipation as I waited for it, the stretch, the pain, the pleasure so deep that it would have me gasping, digging my nails into his back....

I even closed my eyes in anticipation, but in the next second, I forced them open as the sound of the bathroom door clicking open cut through my senses, instantly clearing the haze of lust that was circling us.

" F*ck!" I cursed audibly. Anger and dissatisfaction framing my face! That cursed Derek! He naturally took so long to shower! Did he have to come this early.

I had never wanted to kill a person as much as I wanted to kill my husband, Derek. Widowhood had never sounded better than it did at that particular moment.

My entire body tensed, I tried to pull away from Ethan, but he grounded me into place, his eyes intense as they held mine.

Heavens! Ethan had always been willful, nasty, and from the look on his face, he was excited by the possibility of being caught by Derek, on his bed, with his wife.

" I love a little excitement in the bedroom, Lara..." He whispered, his lips finding my earlobe, and he teasingly bit on them, sending those familiar spasms all the way to my spine and heavens, I almost moaned.

Fear and excitement coursed through me as I turned to look at him, my lips tightly clenched, my core still throbbing, and my gaze pleading....I don't know...Maybe I was pleading him to go, or maybe I was begging him to give me one hard and deep thrust before he left, I didn't know, I was muddled-headed.

" Have you forgotten, Lara? I naturally get off from tension?" He asked, sensually, softly, and I threw my head back when he his warm and hard c**k glazed my p***y.

The touch was light, almost feather-like, but it had my whole body vibrating with tension, and my core clenching, squeezing out creamy juices.

He used his thumb, rubbed it around my p***y, scooping the juices before he licked them from his finger, and the look that painted his face when he savoured it, it had me completely undone.

The way he closed his eyes, licked his thumb, again, before he licked his lips, dragged his breath, like he had just tasted the most delicious thing, ever- sin.

" You taste so good, Lara..."

" Even better than before...." As he said that, he actively placed his middle finger inside my mouth, and I hungrily wrapped my tongue around it, imagining his c**k in my mouth, and a moan almost slipped past my lips.

Derek had probably finished drying himself. If I wasn't wrong, he was likely staring obsessively at his reflection on the mirror.

Then I heard his approaching footsteps.

I panicked, tried pushing Ethan away, but my body was too weak to even add force into the push. He didn't bulge.

There was even a smirk on his lips. He was having fun..

Then he held his c**k in his hand, placed it directly at my entrance, and when the precum rubbed on my wet flower, the world zoned out around me....I was wrapped in intense pleasure, as I savoured the feeling of his hot tip on my entrance. It was divine, sinfully good, and yet, torturous.

I wanted to so much push him all inside of me, but deep down, the thread of rationality that was still holding me together stopped me. Besides, Derek's footsteps were getting dangerously close .

And Ethan? He kept on teasing me, teasing my p***y, slapping his c**k over it, dragging it around my flower, and the mixture of fear and pleasure drove me in heights I couldn't explain in words....

Holy goat! My body convulsed, my mind went blank, toes curled, and nerves relaxed as the euphoria washed over me, and I felt like I was about to c*m, just from his teasing.

And just when I was about to finally come undone, to reach the peak, to climax, he stopped, pulled my legs closer, kissed my forehead, and whispered,

" Be good .."

" We have plenty of time, we will pick up from there next time." And just like that, he left, slipping through the door, carefreely.. I felt empty, bitter, dissatisfied...

And just as Ethan's back disappeared through the door, Derek walked in, a towel wrapped around his waist.

His upper body exposed.

I was in that compromising position, cheeks flushed, legs still shaking from the earlier excitement, lips swollen from being kissed by my ex, and my thighs slightly open.

My breasts were in full display, n*****s hard erect, the cups big and full, slightly red from the force of Ethan's earlier grip...then there was the s****l tension that clung to the air. ..

And the position that I was in? It was overly suggestive... With Derek's intelligence, he would be able to notice that there was someone in the room earlier, wouldn't he?

Sheer panic painted my face as I tried to pull myself together! Sheet! That was a close call. Ethan, and I almost got caught..

I exhaled out loudly as I turned, levelled my gaze to meet his.

His eyes were deep and scrutinising as they held mine.

Then, there was the flicker of disdain in those familiar orbs.

" Who were you with?" The next second, he was already in front of me. Storm clouding his eyes as he demanded, and his hand was alreafy wrapped around my back, choking me....

I should have been scared, but I wasn't. Instead, I imagined Ethan's firm hand, wrapped around my neck, choking the living daylight out of me while he f****d me into oblivion, serving me thrusts, deep and firm, while choking those f*****g moans down my throat...

" I asked you a question, Lara!" Derek snapped, his grip around my neck tightening, and that successfully yanked me from my daze.

I then felt the pain, so much that I almost smelled death....He wasn't poor in bed, and unwilling to serve pleasure. Derek was also a physically abusive jerk!

" Were you with someone?" He asked,

"Yes!" I nodded my head, up and down,