Erotic Bliss

Chapter 3

I have been married to Antonio for the past eight years. I am conflicted. I know Antonio loves me, but I feel as if he does not prioritize me. He is always ghost when I need him the most and disregards my feelings without second thought. Do I just flush eight years of what I know to be love down the drain or do I compromise my emotions?

Bianca

I sit outside, at five in the morning on Antonio's balcony sipping on my Strawberry Lips. In my black lace bra, underwear and my black fluffy collar and silk gown. Watching the clouds dance across the sky. Oh, how Antonio and I used to move at the same melody. Pushing my memories with Antonio aside, I silently watch the stars, listening to the Six Feet Under by Billie Eilish. I sip carelessly away at my tequila watching the magical hues of red, orange, pink and purple entwine harmoniously as sun steals the show with all its beautious glory, the brightest star of them all.

I slowly rise from my seat, place my wine glass down, enter the bedroom, and walk past my so called husband. Lying flat on his stomach, shirtless with his back muscles on display. I walk past the bed to my walk-in closet.

I drop my gown on the floor on my way to the formal section of my closet. I put out all of my clothes the night before, so I grab my outfit and get dressed. A black bootlegged formal pants and a white tight-fitting shirt. I match it with 4inch white heels and a black coat. Taking my BMW i8 keys and my purse.

After a fifteen minute silent drive to work, I walk into my fifteenth floor office closing the door behind me.

I throw myself on my office chair and swirl it around. After three swirls I draw my chair into my desk taking out the paperwork I need to complete. I call in my PA to get me some breakfast, since I no longer eat at home. Forty five minutes or so of waiting, Sabrina brings in my food, nothing fancy, just baked fish, soft chips and a salad with orange juice.

Two hours later of doing paperwork, there's a knock on my door.

"Yes?" I respond.

" Good morning, Mrs Cross." Alejandro, my CEO, greets from the door.

I look up to see him in a midnight blue Armani suit. Tight on his six point seven feet, built body.

"Morning Alejandro, and I told you not to call me that anymore. What can I help you with?" I say casting my eyes down, trying to regain my concentration and trace where I was.

He walks up to my desk and sits on it, right next to me, covering my paperwork with his hand.

I sit back my chair with a sigh and look at him straight in the eyes.

" What do you..."

" What did I tell you about wearing those pants suits?" he cuts me off.

I look down to my pants then he grabs my face by the chin, his face just mere inches away from mine with a heated gaze looking straight into my eyes. It's as if he is f*****g me with his eyes and it feels as if I am stuck in a trance. I quickly divert my gaze and clear my throat,pulling my chin away from his grip.

" What do you want, Alejandro?" I ask trying to sound annoyed.

He chuckles at my attempt of sounding annoyed. " How cute of you, trying to act all annoyed."

I fold my arms in actual annoyance this time, but the action just draws in his attention to my breasts from them being pushed up.

He comes closer with his hand on my cheek and his lips against my ear, he whispers.

" You know... ," he pauses moving his hand to my collar bone "...that I like it when you have an attitude, especially because you cannot resist my touch, you tremble under me. No one has ever or will ever make you moan out their name, the way I do. " He says, running his hand downwards, unbuttoning my shirt. He inserts his hand in my bra, squeezing my right boob, and simultaneously squeezing a moan out of me.

"When I have you bent over this desk," he says moving his head to my neck placing light kisses there.

"Alejandro, please, you have to stop." I moan out.

"Mmmm, just like that, with your ass up in the air, making those sexy legs of yours tremble against..."

I try to get a hold of myself by pushing my chair back then standing up. " Ohkay Alejandro, we can't do this. Not now." I say breathing heavily, my heart pounding to no end. My chest rising and falling more than usual.

He gets up, towering over me, he stares at my boobs then diverts his gaze, looking at me straight in the eyes, and all that is written in his eyes is lust. He pulls me close by my waist, my body against his.

"You are going to regret being so disrespectful. I won't show you any mercy tonight." He says in his sexy Spanish accent, and husky voice, grabbing my butt. He lets go, kisses my cheek, then walks to the door.

" You know as COO, you should not be doing all this paperwork." he states.

"Ah yes, I actually do." I try to respond calmly, not wanting him to know the effect he has on me, I wish he hadn't stopped. He shakes his head in disagreement chuckling and closes the door behind him. I sit down trying to cool down from whatever that was.

~Antonio~

Around six thirty I call my "husband" telling him I will be held back a few more hours because of work.

The phone rings on his side and he picks up. "Hi, Antonio, I'm going to be held back by work for a few more hours today, so I will see you at home tonight, okay?" I say in one breath.

"Okay, honey." he responds hesitantly and confused, I quickly hang up feeling the quilt slowly eating me up.

I know what I am doing is forbidden, but then again, forbidden fruit does always tastes the best.

~Antonio~

Bianca has been very distant lately, she no longer seems bothered by what I do or say. I wanted to wake up early and make her breakfast in bed to celebrate our special day, but by the time I woke up, she was gone. She has always overhyped this day every year than I felt necessary but now that she no longer does it, it feels wrong, it worries me. Am I the reason why she no longer cares? It's not like her to work on our anniversary, let alone forget. Is she tired of being the only one putting in the effort every year? Maybe she wants me to put in the effort this year? Well, if that's the case, then so be it, I will make it more special than any other anniversary, we have had, I am going to make it a special anniversary, for my Bianca.

~Bianca~

19:00

I quickly organize my work, stand up to pack some of the files away in their respective shelves behind my desk. I hear the door open, then I hear a click indicating that the door is closed. I hear his footsteps getting closer.

(play 'Go f*ck yourself'  by Two Feet)

I get up and turn around just to be pushed against the shelves, knocking the wind out of me. He kisses me ferociously and passionately with one hand wrapped around my neck. The other unbuttons my blouse. He then lifts me up grabbing my butt, I wrap my legs around his waist. He walks to my glass desk, placing me on it and spreads my legs apart.

"If you were wearing a dress like I have been telling you to do, this would be much easier." he says, making me stand, turning me around so my back is facing him and bends me over, ripping my pants down. He begins to s***k me repeatedly with his big, and rough hands, making me moan out then massaging my ass afterwards.

He repeats the same torture, over and over again.

"Ahhh Alejandro!" I gasp out.

Again, SWAT!!!!!

"Mmmmmm!" The pain pleasuring me.

SWAT!!!

"Alejandro, I surrender." I beg.

"Wrong word, hermosa." He responds sinisterly.

"Master, master, I surrender." I gasp out

"That's not good enough." He simply says.

He repeats this torture about ten more times. My juices glistening at my entrance. He drags my underwear the side, and I feel his fingers circling my entrance, I look back and look at him wipe my juices off with his fingers and puts it in his mouth staring into my eyes.

He tears my lace underwear off, burning my hip, but still turning me on in the process. He unbuckles his belt, then lowers his pants, taking out his snake. He moves his d**k from the top of my c**t then down, once the beat drops, he rams into me. Making me move slightly forward from the impact, he f***s me to no end.

Taking hold of my hair and twisting it around into a fist, then pulling me back, making my back arch. f*****g me faster and faster.

"Alejandro, please, just a little slower." I say, trying to catch my breathe and moaning like there is no tomorrow.

"Well,  if you knew to follow instructions, then maybe I would go slower." He says ramming into me with a force like no other that I have ever felt in my life, making scream out.

"Alejandro!!!!!"

His hard d**k moving in and out of me at different angles, exploring places I didn't even know existed. He pulls out, turns me around and places me on my desk.

He grabs my face, kissing me passionately and greedily, I feel his tongue knocking at the gates of my lips. I open my mouth and allow him entrance. He spreads my legs further apart, grips my hips and enters me at a sloooww pace. Exiting me and enter me so very slowly, making me breathe heavily. I lay back on my elbow, my head hanging backwards.

"Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh." I chant out.

He moves and makes me lay log style, he stands behind me and raises my left leg in the air then enters me.

"Mmm, this feels good! " I praise Alejandro.

~

(play 'Alejandro' by Lady Gaga)

"Wrong word, hermosa." He responds sinisterly.

"Master, master, I surrender." I gasp out

"That's not good enough." He simply says.

He repeats this torture about ten more times. My juices glistening at my entrance. He drags my underwear the side, and I feel his fingers circling my entrance, I look back and look at him wipe my juices off with his fingers and puts it in his mouth staring into my eyes.

He tears my lace underwear off, burning my hip, but still turning me on in the process. He unbuckles his belt, then lowers his pants, taking out his snake. He moves his d**k from the top of my c**t then down, once the beat drops, he rams into me. Making me move slightly forward from the impact, he f***s me to no end.

Taking hold of my hair and twisting it around into a fist, then pulling me back, making my back arch. f*****g me faster and faster.

"Alejandro, please, just a little slower." I say, trying to catch my breathe and moaning like there is no tomorrow.

"Well,  if you knew to follow instructions, then maybe I would go slower." He says ramming into me with a force like no other that I have ever felt in my life, making scream out.

"Alejandro!!!!!"

His hard d**k moving in and out of me at different angles, exploring places I didn't even know existed. He pulls out, turns me around and places me on my desk.

He grabs my face, kissing me passionately and greedily, I feel his tongue knocking at the gates of my lips. I open my mouth and allow him entrance. He spreads my legs further apart, grips my hips and enters me at a sloooww pace. Exiting me and enter me so very slowly, making me breathe heavily. I lay back on my elbow, my head hanging backwards.

"Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh." I chant out.

He moves and makes me lay log style, he stands behind me and raises my left leg in the air then enters me.

"Mmm, this feels good! " I praise Alejandro.

~Antonio~

(play 'Alejandro' by Lady Gaga)

After booking the whole of Primi, where we had our first date as teenagers, and getting her a gift. It's a diamond, I'm going to ask her to remarry me, to renew our vows. She has always been a loving, understanding and supportive wife. She is the only person I could ever open up to, the only person who accepted me for who I am. The one girl who saw me as special and handsome over my brother, she deserves way more than what I have been giving her. She deserves the moon, the Galaxy, whatever her heart desires.

I drive to her workplace. I arrive and all the lights in the building are off except for Alejandro's, and hers. Well they are CEO and COO so it's of no surprise that they are both left behind. I enter the building and into the elevator. Once I get to her floor, I hear moaning and music playing in her office. I walk at a slower pace, my heart racing so fast, it's ready to jump out. A million thoughts run through my head, maybe she's just watching p**n. Praying that it is one of the co-workers using her office. I don't want it to be true, I don't want it to be what I am thinking of, please let this be a prank. I walk slowly trying to delay the truth that is about face me. I slowly turn the door knob and see the heart breaking realisation of my broken marriage. I step further into the office to see my wife's legs wrapped around...

"Hermano?"

Spanish meanings

Hermosa- beautiful

Hermano- brother