Chapter 4 He Ravaged Me

Chapter four: He Ravaged Me

Scarlett

George placed one of his hands behind my neck while the other hand wrapped around my hips from behind my body and his fingers sinking deep into my flesh. I let out a small sigh as I felt his touch directly on my skin. The tingling sensation in my stomach continued to grow as we once again began to kiss. I fell back, inviting him onto me and I ran my hands on his broad shoulder and then slid them down towards his groin. He pulled back from the kiss and sunk his teeth lightly onto my neck as I caressed his manhood. I raised my head as I felt the sensation far beyond my understanding and I didn't know that just a simple touch could be this tempting.

We were both panting as our hands caressed the most sensitive parts of each other's body. I could feel his manhood in my hand, it was as thick as my wrist and I ran my hand up and down on it and I could only imagine how it would feel inside of me if I could even take it all inside.

"Agh!" I jumped as I felt his fingers entering my vagina.

I tried closing my legs out of embarrassment but he held them apart with his other hand and as if it wasn't enough, he ran his wet tongue on my breast and eventually started sucking my nips. I could barely hold back my moans at this point and my legs squirmed around frantically. I wrapped my hands around his back and my nails dug deep into his skin.

The more time we spent exploring each other's bodies and mixing our sweat and saliva, the more I felt in a daze. At this point, I couldn't tell left from right and all I wanted was for his manhood to be inside of me already. Retracting my legs towards me, I put my hands on his face and looked straight into his eyes. He was just as eager as me because I could tell just from looking at him.

"I want it," I whispered as I was already panting.

Without a second's delay, he leapt at me for a kiss and this time as our tongue fought again, he started caressing his manhood on the entrance to my vagina before slowly forcing it inside of me. I broke free from the kiss and let out a massive moan as I could feel him inside of me. His manhood thickness and length was unmatched to anything I have ever felt to this day.

As he started to bang in and out inside me, I couldn't help arching my back and letting out all types of noise and waves of pleasure ran through my body. From the tip of my toes to the last strand of hair on me and I could feel ecstasy surging through it. I bit down on my lips as he increased his pace and my mind was getting hazier and my toes were all curled up. My mouth was wide open and my eyes rolled up without me even realizing it.

The room was filled with sounds like George's hips thrusting his manhood inside of me and his two balls hitting my ass with every thrust along with my loud moans and grunting. My legs moved around frantically as if to escape from under his body but I knew that wasn't the case. I had never experienced such pleasure, not even with my husband and I felt like I could get addicted to this.

Even as I was running out of breath and my heart was already pounding to the point where I could hear it outside my body, I didn't want him to stop and so I let him keep going. It felt so great and I bit him on his shoulder as my nails dug deeper into his back all in an attempt to escape from the blinding pleasure.

"Scarlet, Scarlet... I am close." He said, increasing his pace even more as he kept thrusting .

Now, it felt as if a piston was thrusting in and out of my vagina and I couldn't help grinding my teeth as the waves of pleasure rushed to my head, my back was arched and my moans grew chaotic. I couldn't control my voice and I didn't want to either, I let it all out as I climaxed even before him.

Even after that, he kept going for about half a minute before he took his manhood out and started jerking it on top of my body and eventually he came spurting his semen all over me and I could feel the warmth of his seeds scattered on top of me.

As I laid there in the afterglow of what I had just done, I couldn't help but smile uncomfortably. I wasn't thinking about anything and neither could I conjure a thought at the moment, it was simply the pleasure that I felt at the moment, overshadowed all of my worries.

It wasn't long until my eyes gave in and I fell into a deep satisfied sleep. When I finally woke up, I was alone in bed, George was nowhere to be seen. In his place was a letter laid on top of a maroon sundress, then I picked it up to read.

"Scarlet, I am sorry but I had to leave. Today might be a holiday for the employees but as the new CEO, I have to catch up to things. Also, last night was amazing and I wish I could have been there when you woke up but as I already said, duty calls. Since it is a holiday for you, why don't you go home and rest and prepare well to start working harder from tomorrow, My Secretary Scarlet."

After reading it, I recalled everything that had happened last night and I clenched my heart with disbelief. I had just betrayed my husband for nothing more than momentary pleasure and that too with my boss. I curled up my legs and wrapped my hands around my knees.

"How could you?" I asked myself.

I hit my head on my knees a few times before stopping and bursting into tears again. How was this any better? The guilt inside my heart was suffocating as if someone had blocked my mouth with their hands. I couldn't breathe with this weight laying heavily on my heart.

Even as I finally got out of the bed, I couldn't bear the disgust I felt towards myself. How could I let someone who I just met sway my heart away from my husband and the worst part of it all was that I enjoyed it.

The dress I wore last night was laying on the floor, it was torn by the side last night and the tears were visible. The dress was one of the few remaining party wear I had left and this one was my favorite but it didn't seem I could use it anymore. Especially after how it reminded me of George lifting my body to take it off.

After wearing the maroon dress, I left the hotel room and I made sure nobody was around to stare at me getting out of the hotel. The last time I wanted now was a rumor of me and George flying around. After I had gotten away from the hotel, I got into a taxi and headed home. As I sat in the taxi in silence, remembering everything that happened last night, especially how his semen was on top of me when I slept off, I felt as if I could still feel the warmth from them since I was already clean when I woke up, I guess George cleaned my body.

The thought of another man than Steven touching and cleaning my body was already repulsive enough but the fact that I enjoyed all of it made me even more disgusted with myself. I felt as if my tears would start flowing any moment but I didn't want to burst into tears inside a taxi and cause another whole scene. I gulped down my anxiety and tried not to think about it but no matter what I did, I couldn't get it off my mind.

I don't think I can be able to tell Steven about this and I don't want him finding out about it either. He might be a drunker but I still loved him and I know he still loves me too.

"I am sorry." I murmured.

When I got home, I was hesitant to step inside but forging my heart, I opened the door to find Steven sleeping on the couch. His mouth was wide open and his hands swayed to the side. As soon as I saw him, I felt relieved by his goody appearance and I was reminded of the reasons why I loved him.

He may not be the same person that I used to love but at least he is the only person that I love right. Even as I saw him, I couldn't help but smile, that smile was followed by yet another stream of tears.

I can't tell him what I just did but I can't live with this guilt either.

As I was laying on the bed, blankly staring at the ceiling, I felt drowned by the guilt and my heart ached heavily. Despite waking up just a while ago, I still wanted to sleep again. Perhaps crying so much had made me sleepy.

"I should take a bath." I murmured to myself as I thought it would help me drive away my anxiety. But before I went to the bathroom, I decided to take a look at my phone and when I opened it up, I saw four messages from Olivia popping up. I had completely forgotten about her up until now, I need to thank her for dropping Steven back home.

The content of her messages were just about her dropping Steven home and her getting home safely with the last one being 'hopefully you are feeling better now.' It made me smile knowing that I had such a caring friend, I couldn't have asked for anything more at the moment.

I thought about telling Olivia everything that had happened last night but the fear of being drawn far away from her prevented me from doing so. If I told her that I made love with another man while she was busy helping my husband to get home safely in his drunken state, I don't know what she would think of me.

I dropped my phone and got up on my feet, ready to take a bath and to clear my head a little bit. When I took off the sundress, I realized that I wasn't wearing anything underneath it, it seems I had forgotten my underwear back at the hotel.

"Great." I sighed, face-palming myself.

I decided not to worry about it and entered the bathroom. Turning the shower on, I stayed under it with my eyes closed. But every time I closed my eyes, the scenes from last night flashed inside my head like a recorded video and I couldn't help but start thinking about it.

The way he ravaged me and the weight of his muscles resting on my body, the moans I let out frantically and the warmth of his semen resting on my body, it was all so vivid inside my head that I couldn't help but feel aroused once again. I knew I shouldn't but as the water poured down on me from the shower tap, I let my fantasies play out as I reached for my vagina with my hand.

"You shouldn't!" I screamed internally but I couldn't help my hands caressing me down there. I bit my lips, trying to hold back what little noise would escape my mouth.

"Scarlett!" I jumped as I heard Steven scream my name.