Lila pov
A month ago, if someone told me I would cheat on Mark, my boyfriend, I would have cursed the person. Yet, here I am sleeping with no other than his biological father.
I know this is so fucked up. I am fucked up but I can’t seem to stop myself anytime I see that man. He knows how to take care of my body. He knows where to touch, the right words to use to have me wanting more and more.
Mark doesn’t.
I’ve been sleeping with Davinfor the past two weeks and Mark hasn’t noticed anything different about my mood. The sex with him is still bland and unsatisfying. He is always so preoccupied with his job that he barely pays attention to me. I can’t remember the last time we had a conversation that didn’t have to do with his job.
If his father wasn’t around, I would have ditched the summer plans we had and headed back to the city. Now, I don’t know if I want to leave his father’s delicious cock behind. But I still have a month to decide what to do next. In the meantime, i’ll take this break to satisfy my sexual fantasies.
Davin pulls me in closer to his chest, making me moan. His mouth is on mine, his tongue caressing the inside of my mouth. It’s like a dance between our tongues. A dance that we both love to participate in.
“Fuck,” I groan when his mouth leaves mine and makes a trail to my neck. “You can’t seem to get enough of me,” I breathe out.
” I can’t but will have to stay away today. Mark said he is spending the Saturday indoors. ” He answers, stealing one last kiss.
Mark did tell me last night that he feels guilty of leaving me alone and would love to spend the weekend with me. I was happy when he said that and thought that maybe we could wake up to doing something fun together. Only that when I woke up today, he was deep in slumber with no intention of waking up.
Since I already made it my tradition to cook breakfast with his father the past two weeks, I left the bed and joined Davin who was busy cleaning the house.
” He might as well stay in his room studying or researching God knows what.” I reply, rolling my eyes. That’s something mark is capable if doing. Scratch that, he has done that severally. He would paint the sky pink with words and end up giving you a grey one.
At this point, I have learnt not to expect much from him.
” You should get him to go out with you from time to time. Just because I am tasting hus cherry doesn’t mean I don’t want you two to work out. I can feel that you are growing distant from him. ” Davin whispers, his mouth against my ears.
My body shivers. “I will try. If only to keep you interested. ”
” Oh, honey, I will be interested no matter what. Just seeing your ass bounce as you walk down the stairs has my cock standing and begging to be inside you.” He replies.
My body shivers at his words and the way his voice has lowered. The thought of him watching me walk down the stairs, his eyes on my body and his cock hard and ready to have me, has my pussy dripping wet.
I don’t think I can make it through the day without him inside me.
I can’t believe that I have become such a horny girl but then again, I am always like this. Only now, I can’t seem to find the pleasure I get from fucking Mark.
It’s like a switch has been turned off, and the only way to have it turn back on is for Davin to be inside me.
I can’t imagine the day that he would be gone and I am left with a Mark that can’t make me feel the way his father does.
” Then fuck me,” I moan, reaching between us to grab his harden member.
Davin groans, pushing himself deeper into my palm. His fingers reach under my dress, and he doesn’t waste time in rubbing my clit. I am wet already, making his fingers easily move up and down.
“Oh God!” I cry out, leaning my head back.
Davin moves his mouth to my neck, biting and sucking on my skin.
” Not now, sweet girl. Go to your boyfriend. I’ll handle the breakfast. ” Davin dismisses me. With a pout, I turn around and wriggle my ass to him before walking upstairs.
The moment I reach the top of the stairs, a smile appears on my lips. I know his eyes are still on me.
He doesn’t have to worry about me and Mark. As long as he can have his way with me, then everything will be okay.
Mark is already up when I enter the room, his laptop open.
” Hey babe,” He greets, smiling at me.
I walk towards him and give him a kiss.
” You’ve been up for long?” I ask, looking at his laptop.
” Just a few minutes.” He answers, pulling me onto his lap.
I rest my head on his shoulders, trying to ignore the fact that his hard member is poking my ass. I smirk, turning around to straddle him.
” Honey? ” I call, my fingers tracing his milky skin.
” Hmm?” He mumbles.
” Why don’t we do something fun today? We haven’t done anything together in a long time. ” I state, my hands moving to the waistband of his pants.
” Lila, I’m really sorry about that. ” He says, looking at me apologetically.
” I know you’ve been busy with work and… ” I don’t get to finish my statement when Mark’s fingers pull my dress up.
” Fuck Lila, no panties.” He hisses, his fingers rubbing my clit.
I lean back, my fingers grabbing his shoulders. Mark pushes a finger inside me, causing a whimper to escape my lips.
” So fucking wet for me huh? ” He groans, adding another finger. I want to tell him that I was wet for his father before he turned me down and pushed me to his son but I stop myself. Our affair can’t be aired out in the open. Besides, why not boost his ego by letting him think it’s him I am wet for.
” Yeah, all for you. ” I say, rocking my hips.
” Shit! ” Mark hisses, his fingers moving in and out of me.
I continue to ride his fingers, moaning.
” That’s right, fuck yourself on my fingers, baby.” He encourages, his free hand squeezing my tits.
My moans are becoming louder and I am sure that his father is listening. I know he wants me too and the thought of him being a few meters away from us while I fuck myself on his son’s fingers has me dripping wet.
” Oh God!” I cry out, feeling my orgasm approach.
” Cum for me, baby.” He encourages.
” Yeah, yeah, yes,” I mumble, my body shaking and my breathing labored.
When I come down from my high, Mark has already taken his boxers off, and is pumping his cock.
” Turn around. I need to fuck you so bad, Lila.” He orders.
I quickly stand up and turn around, bending over to give him a full view of my ass. I wriggle it and he rewards me with a grunt. He likes it when I do that.
He places his hands on my ass and smacks it.
” Spread your legs wider. I want to see your pussy.” He orders.
I widen my feet.
” Good girl,” he hisses, spanking my ass.
I bite my lip, loving the feeling.
He spanks me again and again, causing my pussy to throb and ache.
” I’ve missed fucking you.” He hisses, running his cock between my folds.
I look over my shoulder, giving him a naughty look.
” Fuck me then.”
His eyes darken. Grabbing a handful of my hair, he yanks my head back, slamming his cock inside me.
” Fuck!” I hiss.
” Shit, so tight, so hot.” He groans, moving in and out of me.
It feels nice but there’s no intensity. It’s like a routine. The same movements, the same speed and the same words.
I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on the feeling of him thrusting inside me.
” Damn Lila, I won’t last long.” He warns, his voice hoarse.
” Don’t stop, please don’t.” I beg.
” I’ll make you cum, baby. Don’t worry.”
Yeah, just like you have done all the other times. I think.
He pulls on my hair and increases his thrust, his groans telling me that he is almost there.
” Oh God, yes. ” He hisses, thrusting one more time.
I can feel him empty himself inside me.
” Shit.” He curses, his fingers reaching around to rub my clit.
It’s no use. I was never going to cum.
” Sorry baby, let me make it up to you.” He apologizes, his fingers moving furiously on my clit. That’s what he always does. He gets me ready and fucks me. He never gives a fuck about getting me off.
” It’s okay. ” I say, straightening and offering him a smile.
” Are you sure you are okay? ” Mark insists and I nod.
” We have the whole day ahead of us, Mark. How about a shower together? ”
Mark’s face brightens.
” Sounds good.” He says.
After a shower, which is another boring episode, we join his father downstairs. Davin doesn’t give me a glance, which has me pouting.
We eat in silence, and I excuse myself from the table, going back to our room.