Fake Dating My Boyfriend's Biggest Rival

Don't stop...

I feel the exact moment Dave storms out of the kitchen, followed by Ivy, but we don't break apart until a few minutes later.

After I disengage from the kiss, he places me on my feet. I take several steps away and clear my throat awkwardly. He also doesn't speak and just stands there.

Once the silence becomes a little unbearable, I try to break it. "Uh," I clear my throat and bring my gaze to him.

"Can I go home now?"

"Do you want to go home now?" We speak at the same time.

He chuckles, and I lower my head, feeling a little shy.

"I'll take you home. Let's go to my car," he says and begins to leave the kitchen. I follow him slowly from behind. The party is still in full swing, and everyone is getting more pumped up. I look around, but I don't see either Dave or Ivy. I wonder where they both went.

Did they leave to have s*x elsewhere? My chest tightens at the thought. I don't want him to have s*x with her or get involved with her.

I know I just openly cheated on him, and I don't have any right to say this, but I sincerely don't want him to look at any other girl who's not me.

We leave the party and head to his car. But he doesn't start the car and just holds the steering wheel.

I don't question him. He is probably thinking about a few things. I'm also lost in my own thoughts.

After a while, he brings his gaze to me.

"Uh, I thought we should talk about it... About what happened in the kitchen," he says.

I bring my gaze to him. "The... The kitchen?"

He nods.

My cheeks immediately heat up at the thought of it. I... I kissed him.

Oh my gosh.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. It... It just happened. I saw Ivy, and I became angry at her. She was smiling and looking smug, so I decided to wipe the smile off her face. I also saw Dave, and he looked really happy. I didn't like that, so I wanted to get back at him," I rush my words.

I pause for a second. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have used you for my revenge," I apologize.

"Does it look like I'm mad?" He questions.

I bring my eyes to his. He leans closer and holds my chin up with his fingers.

"I'm not mad at you. I just wanted to know why you did it, and now that you've explained it, I couldn't be more proud of you," he says.

My eyes widen. "You're... You're proud of me?" I whisper, surprised.

He smiles and nods his head. "I am. I am very proud of you. You did exactly what I wanted. You took your revenge in a good and harmless way. This is what I meant when I suggested you take revenge."

My eyes widen further. "Oh."

He chuckles. "Yes."

"I didn't know. I got mad at you for nothing. I am sorry."

"You don't have to apologize."

"I thought you wanted me to do something terrible to them. I'm not good at hurting others."

"No, I don't expect you to physically hurt anyone either. I would be the one doing that job. You just have to command it."

I smile when he says this. Somehow, his words have managed to make me feel better.

"Will you really do anything I command?" I tease him.

"Of course. Like right now, I want to do something I know you'll like, even though you're not saying it," he says.

My brows furrow. "And what is that?"

He brings his face closer and closer until it's almost touching mine. Seeing his face so close, seeing his lips close to mine, sparks a feeling inside me.

My heart jumps, and my stomach flips, but I don't pull away or make an attempt to stop him.

Is it because I kissed him earlier? Is that why I'm not pulling away? Is that the reason I'm so comfortable even though his lips are so close to mine?

I swallow my saliva when his lips finally touch mine. My palms become sweaty, and I rub them against my dress. His lips start to move against mine, but I don't do anything but sit there.

When he tries to deepen the kiss, I have to grant him access. The moment I open up, he devours me like he's been waiting for this opportunity his whole life. When the kiss becomes so intense, I forget myself and kiss him back as fiercely, but he easily dominates and overpowers me.

I'm panting hard after he leaves my lips and brings his tongue to my neck. My body is hot, and my fingers have somehow found their way to his hair as I untangle and ruffle it.

What is this sudden feeling that has overpowered me? I want to stop. I want to stop before we can go further, but I can't bring myself to stop him.

A moan leaves my lips when he adds his teeth to the game and bites my hardened n****e. I feel myself growing hotter and my panties becoming wetter.

But this is wrong. I can't do this with him until I've properly ended things with Dave. I know I kissed him, but if I go further, I'll be a jerk like Dave, and I don't want that.

Maybe... Maybe this will happen between us some other day, but not today. Definitely not today.

I bring my hand to his lips, and I stop him when he tries to go further. He stops and stares at me.

"This is wrong..." I whisper.

He doesn't react and keeps staring at me.

"I'm doing the same thing I accused Dave of. Until I properly end things with him, I don't think... I'm not sure," I stammer.

He pulls away and returns to his seat. He runs his fingers through his ruffled hair. "You're right. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking properly," he apologizes.

"Oh, you don't have to apologize. I did it first. I'm not mad at you. I just feel like it's not the right time for it," I say.

"I understand. I'll take you home right away." He starts the car, and silence falls between us. The silence remains until we arrive at my house. I wonder what is going through his mind.

Is he mad because I stopped him? Is he disappointed in me? Or is there something I don't know about?

He hasn't looked at me and has kept his eyes on the road since we began the journey. I've been the one stealing glances at him, and yet he won't look at me.

He parks in front of my home, but I don't leave the vehicle. He also doesn't leave.

What is this tension? What is going on between us? I really don't understand.

I clear my throat after the tension becomes unbearable, and he looks at me.

"Bye... Bye," I whisper. I'm about to open the door when he stops me.

"Hold on, I'll get the door." He steps out of the car and comes to my side. He opens it, and I step out.

"Goodnight," I whisper.

"Goodnight," he replies before getting into the car.

He ignites the engine and reverses. He is about to leave the house when I run to him.

"Wait," I call.

He stops.

He lowers the window and looks at me.

Wait, why did I stop him? Why did I stop him??

"Can I help you?" He asks.

"Yes." I don't hold his gaze as I point toward my house. And just like that, he understands what I mean. He doesn't bother to properly park his car and turns off the engine. He steps out of the car, and we head to my house together.

Once we're inside my house, I don't speak a word and just stare at him.

He doesn't speak either and takes off his shirt.

Seeing his shirtless body causes my heart to accelerate, and my need for him increases.

Oh my gosh. What is happening to me?

I watch him as he takes off his trousers and then his briefs. After he goes completely naked, he comes behind me and helps me take off my dress. He also takes off my bra, and my breasts bounce free, followed by my panties.

I swallow my saliva as he brings them down my legs. After taking them off, he doesn't get back on his feet and remains between my legs. In the exact same position Dave was in with Ivy.

I bring my hand to his hair and ruffle it, and just as if I've given him the access he needs, he doesn't hesitate to bring his mouth to my c**t.

My back hits against the wall, and I close my eyes when he starts to suck me there.

My body and brain go into overdrive when he adds two fingers and begins to finger-f**k me.

I don't stop the multiple moans of pleasure that leave my lips as he enters me repeatedly. My legs start to tremble, and before I can think of what it means, I c*m so hard on his face.

He licks all of my juices like he's been hungry for them his whole life before bringing his lips to mine.

I taste myself through his mouth as he kisses me. He doesn't stop finger-f*****g me while he devours my lips, and I c*m a second time shortly after.

After my second release, he takes a condom from his trousers and fixes it around his length. I watch him silently as he puts it on. After he's done dressing himself, he comes back to me, lifts one of my legs to his shoulder, and, in the same standing position, he penetrates me.

I gasp and hold tighter onto him after I become so full. I've never felt this full before. I feel so powerful. It feels like he's just occupied every inch of me.

I press my body against his and close my eyes tightly as he starts to move in and out of me.

Oh my gosh. This feels so unreal. It feels so magical. I don't want him to stop.

"Please, don't stop," I moan.