Chapter <b>93 </b>
Addison
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I ended up asking to go home instead.
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Surprisingly, he let go of me instantly, and I remained in the same position while he went off to wash his hand of what was my own wetness. My cheeks remained hot as hell while my mind wandered. I couldn’t believe I ended up maintaining my self control, and hadn’t begged him to make mee, although that has been very hard though and I had always given in. That showed just how determined I am to not go down thatne with him again, and I seriously hope that I can be able to keep resisting him during the period I’d be working for him.
“My driver would drop you off.” He murmured casually when he stepped out, looking in control once again and my heart clenched at the sight of his bare chest and arms. He was just so hot… it made my clit pulse a little.
I nodded while exhaling, feeling a little shy to meet his gaze right now. He dosent sound annoyed right now, like I had feared he’d be because I said I wanted to go home. He was acting quite normal, even by the way he walked towards me right now, his hands deep in his pockets.
“Goodnight then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He drawled and after our eyes locked, I had to fight against averting my gaze cause I feel flustered all over again. I could still feel the ghost of his palm pressed up tly against my pulsing core and that had my face flushing.
“Yeah, good night.” I breathed out before clearing my throat. “Thank you for the ride.” I added and he hummed with a nod.
“Don’t bete tomorrow, and don’t wear something this short tomorrow.” He instructed and I nodded, and after a few more exchanges, I was walking out of the door, my heart pounding hard while the spot between my thighs felt warm, sticky and ufortable. As I walked down the hallway, sighted the man who came into me about an hour ago, thinking I was a hooker. He stared at me as I walked past him and I felt crept out, which made me quicken my pace and I was out of the club in no time. Coming tomorrow, I’ll make sure I always have my tag on so I never get mistaken for a hooker again.
Zane’s driver was professional and didn’t speak until he was spoken to. That helped me gather my thoughts by the time I arrived home. I don’t regret what I did tonight, it was gonna help my mother drastically, and I’m d that at least that’s taken care of.
On stepping into the house, I undressed fast, then swiped my fingers through my folds. I was still aroused and it felt like I might explode if I don’t get an orgasm. It was almost all I thought about during the ride here, thanks to Zane briefly touching my pussy tonight.
I came almost immediately, to the thought of meying on a bed, my head by the edge, and Zane holding my head firmly while fucking into my throat, his other hand fucking hard into my pussy. The image had felt so real that I could taste Zane in my mouth and feel his hard thrusts stretching my throat open, and that instantly had me tumbling right into a very hard orgasm.
I trembled hard while gasping, my entire body shaking from the force of the orgasm which had gripped me from nowhere and had felt like itsted forever.
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As my trembling finally stopped, guilt gripped me tightly from nowhere, cause not only did I suck another man off while in a rtionship with Marco, I had also touched myself to the thoughts of that person. The feeling of guilt was so intense, I ran off to puke, then I took a cold shower as a way of punishing myself for what I did.
As soon as Iid in bed, i ended up falling straight to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, the money was already sitting in my ount, and I instantly sat up, my heart flying into my throat while my breath still for a moment, then I screamed from utter excitement.
The money is really here! And I couldn’t be happier, the happiness flowing through me right now knew no bounds.
As I scrolled through my notifications, I noticed that some text messsges were waiting in Zane’s inbox.
Zane; I have somewhere to be tonight, so be prepared.
Zane: nothing too short.
Zane: get enough rest till then.
As I reread the texts, I wondered just what I had gotten myself into. Does this mean we’ll mostly be meeting up at night for work? How would I even exin to Marco without him instantly assuming that I was fucking Marco? And what if Marco wants to hang out in the night? How would I pick between my new job and my boyfriend? Would Zane even let me chose?
My head began to pound a little and I reminded myself to not worry about any of that just yet. With that thought in mind, I got out of bed to get dressed to visit my mother at the hospital this morning.
She’s finally gone get the help she needs!
As I walked off the bed, my phone began to ring and my heart lurched hard and I wondered if Zane was the one calling. It wasn’t him. It was my boyfriend, Marco.
My stomach tightened and a trickle of guilt fromst night drifted into my throat for a moment as I epted the call.
“Hi, Marco,”
My mother bursted into tears after I informed her I was paying for her treatments today. She was so happy and I hugged her tightly as she cried, feeling grateful all over again to Zane for being so generous cause realistically, a blowjob isn’t equivalent this kind of money.
“Where did you get this kind of money from, Addison?” My mother asked quietly after a while, her hands holding mine. My brain short circuited at that question and I realized I haven’t thought of this yet. I struggled for a response but all the lies I wasing up with in my head sounded ridiculous and unbelievable.
“There’s a guy I’m seeing…” I began awkwardly and my mother’s eyes brightened.
“Really? Is it the same one you attended Marco’s wedding with?” She asked and I blinked, wondering how she knew about Zane before I remembered that my siblings probably already told her when they spoke.
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“Yes, mum. That one.” I mumbled awkwardly and my mum’s eyes brightened.
“Really?‘ That’s so great! I’m so happy. This means something is developing between you two, right?” She asked and I nodded awkwardly again. She sighed dreamily after that.
“Still, this money is quite a lot, he must really love you to help you with this much.” She gushed while I stiffled augh. That sounded ridiculous to me. Zane isn’t capable of loving anyone and it’s not like that at all, but I didn’t bother correcting her cause clearly, the ship already sailed.
After I settled the bills, my mother prayed for me profusely and cried again. She also prayed for my rtionship with Zane, and I could do nothing but pray along with her while feeling like a big ass fried
On my way home, my siblings already heard the news and they called asking all kinds of questions. What kind of work does he do? He really helped you with that kind of money? You sure you didn’t rob a bank?
Afterughing, then assuring them that the man did help me with the money, they demand that I bring him over as fast as <b>I </b>could.
“Why don’t
you invite him over to my birthday? It’s in two weeks, enough time to clear up his schedule. What do you think, Addi?” My oldest brother spoke and I cussed quietly underneath my breath.
Shit.
AD